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A couple of years ago, I was invited to participate in a Q&A panel at a three-day conference in Portland on access to clinical care. One of my employers offered to pay my travel and food costs. Better yet, thanks to a tip from a friend, I got the chance to housesit in a beautiful restored heritage loft in the Pearl District, whose owner was away for an entire week. Even though my work commitment was just for one day, I decided to take full advantage and stay the week.



I had an ulterior motive. A few weeks earlier, I’d signed up on a personals web site catering to bisexual and bi-curious women. I’d been sending notes back and forth with “svenskasub1986,” who as you might guess claimed to be a bi-curious young Swedish woman living with her fiancee in downtown Portland. In addition to having a degree in marine biology and an esthetician’s licence, she said she was looking to add one more thing to her resume before settling down and marrying: “I want to have the experience of giving myself over utterly to another woman and serving her for her pleasure, not mine, only hers. I want to learn, and I want to be obedient and do as she says. No restrictions.”



As you can imagine, this pleased me very much and got my mind whirling with possibilities. I felt as if I was in a state of constant arousal. During the workday, whether at the office or driving around the city to meet with clients, I often had to “take a break”–locking the door to masturbate furiously while seated on the toilet, or pulling over on a quiet side street, hiking down my slacks, and caressing my tits while I flicked my soaked clit in broad daylight, fantasizing about being served, pleasured and obeyed



Still, when I arrived in Portland, I was prepared for the whole thing to be a hoax. We’d set up a meeting at a little coffee shop near the river that evening, but I figured she might not show up. It seemed too good to be true.



How pleasantly surprised I was, then, when I arrived and spotted her sitting at a corner table, nervously twisting her long blonde hair, flanked by her fiance, as we’d agreed.



“Hi, so nice to meet you,” I said, extending my hand. “I’m pleased to see that you live up to the advertising.” She accepted it with warm slender fingers and blushed a little.



“No, no, the pleasure is all mine—I mean, yours,” she said with the barest trace of an accent and a giggle. “I’m Ann-Marie, and this is my fiance Robert.” He nodded and shook hands too: late 20′s, tall, American features, clearly pleased to see me.



We ordered cappucinos and spent a few minutes chatting about the city, the weather, work. Her eyes lowered demurely when I looked into hers, but she was clearly delighted to see me. At last, Robert polished off his coffee and gave Ann-Marie a quick kiss on the mouth. “Everything seems to be kosher, so I’ll leave you girls to it,” he said to Ann-Marie. “Love you, babe.” As agreed, I handed him a slip of paper with my Portland address and phone number. He smiled at me, headed out and rode off on his bike.



Freed of distractions, I put my hand on Ann-Marie’s knee and gave her a frankly admiring and appraising gaze. Her simple white blouse and tan capri pants did little to disguise the fact that she had, by my reckoning, a perfect body. Tall, nearly my height, perhaps 5-foot-9. She had light green eyes and long, fluttering lashes. A lock of blonde hair fell over her forehead, as porcelain-smooth as the rest of her body, except for a small mole on the side of her neck. Her figure was deliciously slender yet curvy: her breasts like almost-ripe Valencia oranges, her well-rounded hips reminding me of a girl I used to lust over in my Halifax years. I was wet, and I could feel my pussy clenching already with anticipation. I knew I wanted to take charge of Ann-Marie.



She smiled shyly and looked down. “Oh my God, this is very wild for me,” she said. “I never expected when I signed up…I mean, our emails were very exciting, and now this…I mean, I’m hoping that you like me as much as, well, as I like you…”



I placed a finger over my lips. “Shhh.” Then I leaned over the table, taking Ann-Marie’s sweet young face between my hands and kissed her with hungry intensity on the mouth. Knowing that other patrons were watching us only increased my excitement and desire for her. My tongue flickered against hers as I kissed her deeply, again and again.



At last, I drew back. With a little gasp, she knocked her coffee cup on the floor, where it clattered.



“Pick that up like a good girl,” I told her. She obeyed.



“Very good,” I said with a knowing smile. “One thing you’re going to have to get used to, if you want to serve me, is that I will do most of the talking and you will do most of the obeying. Is that easy for you to understand, Ann-Marie?”



She nodded, pushing her hair away from her eyes. “Yes, yes. Of course.”



“Mistress. That’s what we said in the emails. That’s what I expect to be called.”



“Yes, Mistress.”



I can’t even describe the feeling that went through me when she said those words and looked down at the floor. Just an incredible heat shot through my body. I knew I was now in charge and that I was going to get everything I wanted. My cunt was throbbing. At a nearby table, two lesbians were listening in, one buzzcut and older, the other more femme, both with slight knowing smirks on their faces.



I wanted to start using Ann-Marie for my pleasure right then and there. I was very turned on by the fact that she could feel my power and could hardly look at me. But I knew it was best to ease into this delicious scenario.



I stood up and reached for my jacket. “Let’s go. It’s about eight blocks from here.”



Gesturing for her to walk in front of me, I headed toward the door with a wink to the two lesbians, who were openly ogling my new submissive. I overheard the older one saying: “God, I would submit to her too. Look at her. Magnificent. That blonde is one lucky little bitch…”



Back at the loft, I didn’t waste time. I said to Ann-Marie: “Be honest. Have you been with a woman before? I mean properly.”



“No, like I said, only making out with my girlfriends at the club in Gothenburg when I was growing up. But I always wanted more…”



“Oh, you’ll get that here,” I said with a laugh. “Get used to doing whatever I tell you to do. And by the way, who told you to not call me Mistress just now?”



“I’m sorry, Mistress,” she said instantly.



“Really?” I said. “I’m sorry about this too.” I reached out, grabbed the front of her blouse, and ripped it in half, right down the middle, buttons flying off. She shrieked in surprise, and then looked down as my dominant glance met her eyes.



“Pick up those buttons and then take off the rest of your clothes. Yes, you are to be completely naked the next time I see you. Which will be in the master bedroom, down the hall. I’ve left a set of printed instructions for you on the dresser over there.”



Five minutes later, I lay moaning on the king-sized bed with entirely selfish, unabashed enjoyment while Ann-Marie, deliciously nude with a soft patch of golden pubic hair, massaged my body from tip to toe.



“Oh yeah,” I smiled. “This is what I deserve. Nothing less than your complete attention and worship. I feel good, and that is all that counts. You are nothing.”



“I am nothing and you are everything, Mistress,” Ann-Marie acknowledged softly. “All I can do is serve you and give you pleasure.” I felt the hardness of her young, pink-tipped nipples pressing into my back as she leaned over me, kneading my upper back.



“Do you want to see how much pleasure I’m experiencing?” I said. “Reach back. Spread me. Yes, do it. Put your hands on my beautiful ass and take a look for yourself.”



She hesitated for a second and then complied. My asshole clenched and another surge of excitement went through me as I felt her feasting her eyes on my thoroughly aroused cunt.



“You want to lick it, don’t you?” I said.



“Oh my God, oh yes, I do,” she stammered.



“You haven’t earned it yet,” I told her, barely restraining my own desires. I knew I had to show her that I and only I was in control here. “Continue pleasing me. You need to prove that you’re worthy to touch, tongue, and worship my cunt.”



Ann-Marie redoubled her efforts, breathing hard with lust for me as she completed the massage. When she was done, I ordered her to rub aloe vera lotion into my skin so that I could feel as soft, fresh, and seductive as a goddess ought to be.



When she was done, I took my time before slowly rolling sideways, sitting up and putting my feet down at the edge of the bed. Instinctively, my little Swedish servant girl kneeled in front of me, and kissed my feet. God, she was even better than I’d fantasized.



“You love kissing my feet, don’t you?” I said.



“Yes, Mistress.”



“Would you rather kiss my feet or your fiance’s mouth?”



“Your feet. Thank you, Mistress, for giving me this privilege.”



“Here’s another privilege you don’t deserve, Ann-Marie. I want a pedicure, and you’re going to give me one now. Go get your things and get started right away.”



Still feeling the warm glow of arousal all over me, I could tell that this role was growing on me too. I put on my peach silk robe and sat down in a nearby armchair; she brought back a bowl of warm water and knelt before me again as I submersed my feet. It felt good. I didn’t thank her or acknowledge her, and that felt good too. How delightfully wicked it was to have a servant girl doing exactly what I told her, obeying me at my feet…yes, a slave for me…that’s exactly what Ann-Marie was learning to be.



When she finished up the pedicure, I inspected her handiwork and nodded with satisfaction. “It’s time for bed now,” I said. “You may join me tonight.”



Fifteen minutes later, she came in, looking very sweet in a short pink flannel nightie. I was already under the covers. “Turn off the lights and come here,” I told her.



She nervously complied. I could feel her lying expectantly inches away from me, not daring to caress me until I gave her a sign. I wanted to fuck with her mind, showing that only my desires counted, and I lay with my back turned toward her, acting as if I planned to go to sleep right away.



Only when Ann-Marie let out a long sigh of disappointment did my right hand slide smoothly, firmly beneath the covers to take hold of her inner thigh. She trembled and moved close to me. I responded by sliding my hand down further and then putting it slowly up her nightie. Caressing her inner thigh…leaning in close to kiss her neck…my fingers reaching until I felt those soft golden pubes of hers and her thoroughly engorged cunt lips pressing into me with an urgent need.



I pushed down the covers and forcefully pulled up her nightie. I switched on a bedside lamp so I could feast my eyes on my slave. Ann-Marie spread her thighs and I began to masturbate her in slow, deliberate circles. “Ohhhhhh God, it feels better than when I do it, Mistress,” she gasped. “Oh God, I always wanted a woman to come to my room and put her hand up my nightie…now you’re doing it to me…”



I bent forward and sucked one of those ripe nipples into my mouth as I’d been longing to do all evening. Every moment I pleasured this slave I gained power over her, and I knew it. Ann-Marie was almost crying with the intense pleasure I was giving her, thrusting her crotch up against my knowing fingers and leaving wet marks on the Egyptian cotton sheets.



Withdrawing my mouth, I deftly slid two fingers into her tight little cunt and began to finger her, putting my other arm around her and pushing her face into my breasts. I pushed up firmly against the roof of her soaked cunt and she let out a loud moan of shocked pleasure.



“Oh my fucking God!” she screamed, the sound echoing through the high-ceiling bedroom.



I was fucking my little Swedish bitch perfectly now. The sensation of power and control was unbelievable. I could smell the scent of my own thoroughly soaked cunt as I rubbed it hard against her porcelain thighs. She didn’t deserve to come, though. Oh no. I was going to take Ann-Marie right to the brink and leave her begging. While she serviced me the way I wanted.



“In my fantasy, I’m the woman who comes to your room and puts my hand up your nightie,” I told her in a low, lust-drenched voice. “I love forcing myself on a submissive 22-year-old cunt like you, Ann-Marie, and taking what I want. Do you know how your fantasy ends, Ann-Marie? Do you know what happens after the woman pulls up your nightie, sucks those slave tits of yours, and fingerfucks your wet cunt?”



“Oh God, please show me, Mistress!”



“This.” I swiftly slid my fingers out of her cunt, sat up, slung my left leg over her young body, and straddled her face. Her moans vanished into a torrent of unrepressed licking as I took her by the hair and pushed her deep into my crotch, making her eat me out. “Lick me good, slave! Suck hard on my clit and drink my juices.” I rode her face, bucking my hips and writhing in the centre of the bed with her underneath me.



When I was ready to climax, I ordered her to stick her tongue straight up and let me fuck it, as if I was using a new sex toy. And come to think of it, wasn’t that exactly what I was doing with my little slave? The thought aroused me profoundly as I frigged off to an enormous climax, wiping my cunt hard on Ann-Marie’s face. I rolled away, grabbing her tight, and eventually fell asleep with her tangled up in my limbs, her face still near where she’d been worshipping.



Morning would bring new surprises…

She should have known that meeting Claudia in this state would lead to trouble.



“You look like death warmed up Ellie, what have you been doing this past week?”



“Well, I’ve just been going out a lot, that’s all. I’m fine, really. How are you?” Ellie tried to distract her good friend from the blatant lie she’d told. They both knew she wasn’t fine.



“You’re not fine Ellie. Haven’t you been sleeping? Please talk to Gavin. He loves you. Just tell him how you’re feeling, please, for goodness’ sake.”



Ellie didn’t respond immediately. How could she tell Claudia about the past week? The sex club, John her new fuck buddy, Liz and Bob the swingers…



Hmmm, Liz and Bob…. her drug-addled brain flashed back to Wednesday night at their house in New Hills. She’d already been aroused when she was greeted at the door by Liz.



“Welcome to our love nest Ellie. We’re both so glad you could make it.”



It was clear from the address, the architecture and the décor that Liz and Bob were very well off. The house wouldn’t quite make mansion status, but it certainly came close. The foyer and main living room where they passed through first were all gleaming white surfaces, wooden antique furniture and plush fabrics.



“Can I get you a drink at all?” Bob offered, with that twinkling smile of his that went all the way to his eyes.



“I’m fine actually, thanks. I, ummm, errr, I’ve taken something.” Ellie responded shyly.



“Oh?” Liz wondered aloud and arched her eyebrows in Bob’s direction.



“Look, don’t worry, I’m fine – really. The last few days I’ve had quite a bit of practice with ecstasy, you know? I know what I can handle.”



“No, no love, you misunderstand. We don’t mind at all. We do prefer coke though. We don’t have any tonight. We thought it wouldn’t be appropriate, for your sake. We didn’t want to scare you off.” Bob smiled his twinkling smile again and Ellie suddenly realized that the ecstasy was doing its job.



“Oh my god Ellie, I just saw your pupils dilate all of a sudden…. Bob, it’s time get to down to business.”



As they swept her off to their boudoir Ellie felt a rush of arousal and a wonderful feeling of calm and happiness sweep over her. Before she knew it she was undressed down to her lingerie and stilettos and Bob and Liz were both sitting on the bed admiring her from across the room.



It felt like they were miles away and she imagined she was stripping for an audience. She ran her fingers through her own hair, down the front of her body, over her black lace bra and rested her hands on her hips over the suspender belt.



She hadn’t bothered to put knickers on and had to resist the impulse to go straight for her clit. With enough of her conscious mind still active to realize they were watching, she swayed in time to the raunchy soundtrack that was playing in her head. Even the swaying of her own hips was building up sexual pressure down there, so when she felt Liz and Bob’s bodies in full contact with hers, she was almost ready to explode.



They might have been whispering compliments in her ears. There may have been real music playing. Ellie didn’t know or care. All she could think of were the sensations sweeping through every nerve in her body.



She’d always thought of her heart as her centre, until that night. That night she was acutely aware that every part of her was connected directly to her pussy.



Liz’s soft mouth was all over hers and Bob’s hands were massaging her breasts from behind. Are all girls’ mouths so soft and luscious? Ellie moved Liz to the bed, with Bob in tow, and positioned herself between her legs.



The soft folds were glistening with moisture. Ellie and Liz moaned softly in tandem as Ellie closed her mouth over them. Ellie proceeded to take Liz’s most sensitive parts into her mouth, as if she were slowly and sensually devouring a mango.



She made contact with Liz’s clit and applied very firm pressure with the flat of her tongue. Liz responded immediately with a moan and by lifting her hips of the bed. It was Liz’s unconscious physiological reaction though that brought Ellie close to the edge, the way her body sent forth more moisture and her opening suddenly relaxed and softened.



Bob had been massaging Ellie’s breasts and she was vaguely aware for a moment that he’d stopped. The explanation came in the form of the rustling of the condom packaging and a moment later he was back.



He put a finger inside Ellie and she unconsciously did the same for Liz. But one finger wasn’t enough for Ellie, so she ground two fingers inside of Liz while she simultaneously went back to firmly sweeping her tongue around and around her clit. She was hoping Bob would get the message and he certainly did – jamming his cock into her waiting body with gusto.



Ellie couldn’t think now about what she was doing to Liz, it just became a mash of thrusting fingers and moaning pressure as they all came at once.



Claudia’s concern burst rudely into her pleasant thoughts. “Ellie, look at you, you’re in fairy land. You’re clearly not fine. Call Gavin.”



The confusing mix of sadness and anger that Ellie had been feeling suddenly overwhelmed her. It was as if the ecstasy she’d been into lately had taken all the happiness from today and tomorrow and had used it up over the last week.



She knew she was unreasonably angry with Claudia over what was, after all, an astute observation by a caring friend – but she said it anyway. “Oh Claudia, would you shut the hell up please about Gavin. I’m not seeing Gavin anymore, I’ve been screwing a guy called John and it’s been great OK?”



The shocked look on Claudia’s face gave Ellie a tiny sliver of perverse pleasure in what was otherwise a very bleak day. That is until she followed Claudia’s gaze over her left shoulder and saw Gavin standing within earshot. The look on his face wasn’t pleasing at all and tears burned the back of Ellie’s eyes.



“Oh Gavin, I’m so sorry.”



“It’s OK Ellie, I didn’t know we were that far gone, but I’m glad I know now. I’ll leave you alone.”



“No, no, please, please don’t go. I want to explain.”



“I’m not sure there’s anything to explain. I think I’ve made enough of a fool of myself, pursuing you when you’d made it clear that… my love….” he choked on the words, “wasn’t welcome.”



“No, no, that’s how I felt, foolish for having pursued you. Scared to believe you. Can’t you see that?” Ellie could hear the pleading in her voice. A week ago she would have been embarrassed to be so open about her feelings, but the loneliness and the drugs and the lack of sleep had stripped her bare. Honesty was her only option.



At that moment Claudia quickly took her leave and Gavin sat down in her place.



“I apologized Ellie. I’m very sorry for what I said. I don’t know what you want from me. Why are you seeing someone else? Do you have feelings for him?”



Ellie laughed in spite of herself. Feelings for John? Ha, not likely – unless orgasms count as feelings? She realized just a second too late that she was chuckling. Gavin looked extremely confused.



“Are you laughing at me?”



“No. No. Not at all, it’s just that, well, he’s just a fuck buddy. I couldn’t, you know, come, with Trav and so I went to a sex club and met John.”



“So, in the past two weeks, during the time you’ve refused to speak to me, you’ve had sex with some guy called Trav and picked up a fuck buddy called John at a sex club?”



Even with the sleep-deprived haze she was in Ellie could see this wasn’t going well and had to try to gather her thoughts. Definitely not a good time to confess to him the wonderful time she’d had with Liz and Bob.



She held up her hand, gesturing the waitress over to their table.



“Do you want a drink?”



Gavin just sat there in silence, not even able to consider her offer of a drink. He’d believed when they were together that he’d had the best of her in a sexual sense – brought her out of herself in a way. This news that she was actually much more experienced and confident than he’d known left him feeling… betrayed. He knew it wasn’t fair. She’d never actually said that he’d taken her further than anyone else… and yet, the feeling remained. The weird sense of betrayal, combined with the sickening sense of jealousy that was gripping him suddenly made him acutely aware of the blood pounding in his temples.



Ellie had to say something. She couldn’t sit there in silence with the waitress wondering what was going on.



“I’ll just have a Pepsi please.” Yes, that might help, she thought with desperation. Her one week experience with ecstasy had taught her that a little caffeine and sugar could bring some focus back after a big night.



“Look Gavin. Yes, I was trying to forget you. It was really difficult. I called Trav, an ex-boyfriend – but only because when you visited the shop I was left so on edge. But that didn’t work, so I was talking to Jake and he suggested the sex club.”



“Jake!” The incredulous look on his face told her that it wasn’t even a question.



“My gay friend from home.”



Ellie’s brain was completely fried and it seemed that the Pepsi wasn’t doing the trick. How to avoid making this worse?



“Gavin, I’m really tired right now, I haven’t slept very well this week and I’d like to talk to you when I’ve got myself together a bit more. Can you call me in the morning?”



“OK. If that’s what you want.” She could hear the disappointment in his voice, but couldn’t think of the right words to reassure him in her exhausted state.



“Thanks.” She leaned over to kiss him goodbye and he turned his face so she could only reach his cheek.



Gavin was immediately sorry that he’d elicited that crushed look from her again, but a kiss like the one she’d given him a couple of weeks ago would have shattered his heart. And after the way she’d boasted about her sexual exploits today he knew that he had to protect himself from her. It seemed like she was determined to constantly find new ways to hurt him – and he knew for sure she didn’t love him. Still, if she wanted to see him again, maybe he could love her enough for the both of them.



Ellie went home. She couldn’t help but cry, even though she took some comfort in the knowledge that she was finally going to sort everything out with Gavin in the morning.

Although they were both single and he certainly didn’t look his age, he was still aware that she was in her 20′s, while he was in his 30′s. Her legs hadn’t gone unnoticed though; the more she wore leggings, the more they accentuated her thighs and ass so well. Flitting from one relationship to another, she wasn’t seemingly looking for anything long term and they were friends first and foremost. Then the Xmas night out took place. During the meal, they’d spoken and she’d asked his advice about guys, but later in the pub, he knew he was starting to look at her in a different way. They were talking about another failed date for her when he chimed in.



“You know L, maybe you just need a guy for a bit of fun” he quipped.



“Totally. That would suit me perfectly. But where do you find someone you’re comfortable with and don’t feel pressured by?” she asked wistfully.



“I empathise. I was so bored last night, I went on this website. Um, might shock you though” he joked.



“No way. I’m tipsy already, nothing would shock me. What was it?” she challenged him.



“Well, actually, here’s a cool pic from it” he said, flipping open his phone and selecting the image he’d found.



It showed a guy kneeling in front of a woman in an office but in her hand she held a leash which was fastened around his neck. Her legs were bare and one of them was over his shoulder.



“Now that looks like heaven” he admitted.



“Phew, you’re not kidding. I want to be that girl!” L said drunkenly.



“L, hope you don’t mind me saying this, but you’re totally hot. I bet a thousand guys would be happy if you were that girl” he complimented her.



“Nah, really?” she asked.



“Yep, I’m definitely one of the thousand” he said bravely, with a smile.



“P! You’re terrible!” she gushed but he could see she was beaming.



“I’m only telling the truth. Anytime you wanted. I’ll bring the leash” he joked.



“Let me know when you have the leash then” she replied saucily.



They tried to make small talk but the conversation had clearly aroused both of them and after rejoining their colleagues, they had another drink, before he decided to put all his cards on the table.



“L, can I say something frank? Don’t get annoyed, just hear me out” he said.



“Go for it” she told him, smiling.



“Well, a leash is all well and good, but perhaps I’d need some practice first. And erm, it’s not that late, I have keys to the office. And I’d love to put a smile on your face” he blurted out.



L looked surprised, then embarrassed, then aroused, then unsure.



“Okay, I didn’t expect that. Besides, it would be too risky” she said.



He was elated. Rather than simply say no thanks or even worse walk away embarrassed, she had said it would be too risky!



“It wouldn’t. I have keys, the bosses are off home and it’s close to Xmas so no-one will be going back there of a Friday evening. And I’ll make you a promise. I guarantee you won’t regret this. I’m quite talented” he assured her.



L looked around the room and seemed to reach a decision.



“What, you please me and I stand there? That’s it, no onus on me to do anything?” she checked.



“None whatsover. Unless you want me to please you in any other ways. No, I just want to turn you on” he added.



“Okay, you leave first. Then I”ll be out in about 10 minutes” she told him, walking away before he could say anything more.



He approached a few of the group and said he had to head off and meet an old friend for Xmas drinks, then left. Going across the road, he waited at the bus stop until eventually, L came out. He crossed towards her and they walked to the office in silence. 5 minutes later, he decoded the alarm and once in, locked the door behind them.



“Um, your desk at the front, or my office?” he asked.



“Your office” she responded, walking past him to reach it.



They entered and he approached her, but she turned away when he went to kiss her.



“No kissing” she said and he nodded; it was her call.



Instead, he knelt down as she leaned against his desk. She had tight trousers on and he removed them, with her knickers. She still wore her shoes as he held her hips and without waiting longer, he leaned forwards to kiss her bush. Then his tongue parted dark velvet and he tasted her for the first time. She gasped but didn’t say anything as he began to lick her pussy, but one of her hands came down to press on his head, while the other leaned into the desk.



“You have unbelievable legs” he told her a little muffled.



That seemed to break the ice and she visibly relaxed.



“Thanks. I go to the gym 3 times a week; I’ve always had good thighs but I’ve never wanted skinny ones. What do you think of my ass?” she asked him, her boldness returning.



“Well, it’s always looked divine in leggings but I’ll know better when I lick it in a bit” he replied boldly.



“Will you indeed? I’ll hold you to that” L replied and then paused as if remembering something before a smile broke on her face and she hooked one leg up, one thigh draping over his shoulder.



They didn’t talk for the next 15 minutes and as he began to try out some of his best known results achieving oral moves, she didn’t seem any closer to orgasm. L must have been enjoying it but felt the need to explain too.



“If I was sober, I’d be halfway to my 2nd orgasm by now. But I’m drunk although I still want at least 2. So you’ll be there a while I guess. Unless you’re not much good and that’s the reason” she said jokingly, trying to wind him up.



“If you were sober, you’d be on your way to a 3rd one. Don’t worry, I’ll be here for as long as it takes” he assured her.



Saying that to her made him realise his knees were starting to protest on the wooden floor. L had both her hands on his head now, one of them entwined in his hair. He held onto her firm thighs, caressing one of her asscheeks while he licked her velvet pussy.



“This is going to take ages. Are you sure you’re not just rubbish at it?” she continued, berating him.



“I think you should be the judge of my efforts. I’m merely here to please you” he replied.



“My ex used to really struggle to make me cum, it really bugged me. I thought you were, oh hang on, yeah, now that feels awesome. Get your tongue all the way in me again like that” she insisted as he had begun to tongue fuck her.



Gradually, his insistent probing was turning L on more and more until she grabbed his hair and pulled him up a bit higher until he was sucking on her now engorged clitoris.



“Fuck, yes! Don’t stop, I’m cumming!” she yelled then her thighs shook and she almost tore his hair out with pleasure as he brought her to orgasm.



Gradually the pleasure peak subsided and as she became aware of how sensitive her clit felt now, he knew that too and stopped. Turning her around gradually, L put her hands on the desk then gasped again as she felt his tongue snaking in between her ass cheeks and searching for her asshole. He found it quickly and after a few attempts, his tongue was inside and he began to drill gently in and out of her asshole.



“I thought you managed to hold an air of mystery but when it comes down to it you’re just an asslicker, aren’t you?” L said mockingly to him as he did just that to her.



“How can I help it? Your ass is amazing” he tried to placate her in between thrusts.



“Thanks, I’ve always thought I had a nice ass. I’m not complaining at this, I’m just saying from now on when I see you I’m just going to think of you as an asslicker” she continued, a little degradingly.



“I’d lick your ass anytime you want me to, as often as you want” P said in response.



“That’s because you’re just a dirty fucking asslicker. Aahh” she sighed as his tongue buried itself to the hilt in her anus.



“You’re enjoying it though” he tried to counter her insults.



“Fuck, aah. Yeah, keep doing that, really deep. Yeah. Um, I’m not denying I’m enjoying it. But really, I wouldn’t jam my tongue up someone’s ass. What kind of person does that? Shall I tell you? A dirty ass tonguer. Aah, even though I’m pissed, this feels good” she declared smugly.



He didn’t respond but kept drilling her until he suddenly became aware of something going on above him. L had turned on her camera phone and glancing behind her at him on his knees, she had the phone poised above with her arm stretched behind her. He didn’t say anything but kept going while L kept the phone in place. After about 5 minutes, her arm became tired and she withdrew it, along with the phone.



“Guess what? I’ve just filmed you asslicker. It’s pretty clear from this you have your tongue up someone’s bum but no-one knows it’s mine. I think this might come in handy, what do you reckon?” she told him.



“Um, for you to enjoy after?” P said timidly.



“No asslicker! So other people can see it” she slurred drunkenly.



“C’mon, no-one would be interested in that” he tried to say as if it didn’t mean much.



“They would if I stuck it on youtube with your name attached” she said triumphantly.



“Please L, c’mon, I thought you were enjoying this” he pleaded with her, resuming his tonguing of her ass.



“That all depends. We can maybe come to some arrangement to make sure it stays out of the public domain. Fuck, you can go deep. Oh, that’s it. My leg’s are getting tired though” she muttered.



“Why don’t you sit on my face and have a rest?” he offered her.



“Why didn’t you suggest that earlier? Okay, lie down then and then keep going. This is really turning me on now” L said excitingly as he lay down and she let her crotch descend until it was comfortably on his face.



“L, please don’t upload that” P asked her again as softly as he could.



“Depends really. Actually, before I tell you, take out your cock” she said suddenly.



He reached down and freed it from his jeans and all 8 inches sprang to life.



“Not bad, not bad at all. But if you think you get to fuck me, you’re wrong. You’ve not really earned that yet. Anyway, if I do let you, at least I know it’s a good size. Now then, how about this? Whenever I want oral, I’m just going to click my fingers and I want you to come running really fast to get on with it. That includes asslicking obviously. And I’m going on my hols to Spain in September with my girlfriends so when I want to go out for drinks in town and I want to avoid spending lots of money, I want you ready to come and buy all my drinks so I can save for my holiday. And if I’m in the mood and I haven’t taken a shine to another guy when I’m out then I might use your tongue. How does that sound?” she summarised excitedly.



“You are so sexy. I would be happy to be at your beck and call” he said, hoping this would prevent her from drunkenly humiliating him online.



“An hour ago, I didn’t expect to be doing this, but here we are so I’m going to enjoy it. And you’re going to spoil me in so many ways, aren’t you?” said L, sitting down hard on his tongue.



“Uh-huh” he managed to say and she laughed.



“Your dick looks quite good but I’ll keep it for another day maybe. Get back to my pussy and show me how much you love licking it” she told him and gasped as he did what she wanted.



“You taste amazing” I said, hoping to win her over more.



“You bet asslicker. Say, next Friday I’m meeting the girls and guess who’s going to keep the vodka’s and cocktails flowing? Oh and make sure you are looking hot; I want my friends to be uber jealous when they see you. I want you to be looking as handsome as possible because I know that I might be fucking the living daylights out of your face afterwards” L said with lust in her voice.



Over an hour later, she had cum twice and was exhausted. He booked a cab home for her and made sure she reached there safely. The following week, as arranged he met L in the pub, where she was with her friends.



“Hiya, erm can I get some drinks in?” he asked her.



“Sure. Margherita’s all round” L said smiling broadly at him.



He was dressed up and her friends were indeed eyeing him enviously.



“Who is that L?” they asked almost in unison.



“Just a guy I know. Think he has the hots for me; honestly, it’s embarrassing how much he grovels though” she said smugly.



Her friends were impressed though and she let him buy more drinks when that round was finished. By this point they were feeling tipsy and L approached him as he stood at the end of the bar.



“Stick around in case I have a use for you later. Asslicker” she whispered in his ear then drifted back to her friends.



Time ticked by and at one point, L was flirting with a guy at the bar while her friends were either talking amongst themselves or also being chatted up. The guy leaned down to whisper something and L walked outside with him to the beer garden which was fairly empty. P was standing near the door to it and could see her as she began to snog her admirer. After several minutes they stopped and she giggled as the guy passed her his number and took note of her own mobile. Then they went back inside. L spotted P quickly and sidled up to him.



“Well, are you going to give make me cum or just stand there and irritate me?” she asked him.



“Um, sure thing” he responded.



Her friends waved her off, no doubt thinking she had scored with a hunk when all the time she had him wrapped round her finger tighter than an elastic band. P had no initial plans to fall for L but seeing her kissing another guy had created a slight pang of jealousy.



“Um, did that guy get your number?” he asked innocently.



“He was nice. Yeah, I gave him my number; he wants to meet me next week. Got to admit, I wouldn’t mind getting it on with him. Anyway, why are you asking?” she quizzed.



“Um, just wondered. You’re free to do what you want” he quickly added.



“I know I am and you’ll come in handy tonight. Actually that’s a good point you raised though. While we’re having our fun, don’t you embarrass me by dating any girls or getting up to anything with anyone. Not while we’re having fun, okay?” she told him.



“But you just said you might meet that guy” he said confused.



“Duh! Of course I did. I will do whatever I like. But the same doesn’t go for you” she swiftly explained as they approached his apartment.



Once inside, he wasn’t sure how to progress things and moved to kiss her, but she shoved him away from her.



“Don’t ever kiss me! Trust me, I could have kissed every guy in the bar tonight but I don’t need to kiss you. You know exactly what we’re going to do” she said, rolling her skirt up and turning to lean over the counter.



He shrugged and nodded.



“Whatever you say L” he agreed and began to kiss her asscheeks first, before moving to the dark valley in between them.



“That’s it, get right in there. I feel so horny tonight and I’d better get a top class asslicking from my own filthy grovelling asslicker. C’mon get right up me” she insisted as his tongue slipped inside her tight opening after some effort.

Real Selfish Lover was written a few years ago and I’ve only posted it now. The follow up is part 2 of this relationship. It details when we got back together and our subsequent journey from then. Enjoy.







After splitting up, we didn’t see each other for 8 years. During that time, I had a few relationships and she had a couple herself. By this time I was single, but on the other hand, she was still in a relationship. I had been wondering how things had turned out for her as I’d moved south and when I found her email address, I dropped her a line. She didn’t reply for over a month and was polite but short in her response. Typical I thought; even a conversation with her had to be earned! I figured she must have put on a bit more weight now, as I’d watched it rise a bit as we separated. But in my mind, I was still wondering if she was as sexy as ever. Eventually, after another couple of emails and passing my mobile number, she rang me. By this time, she was almost 40 while I was coming up for 34.



“Hiya Listen, I thought it best I call you. My guy doesn’t know we’ve been corresponding” she said conspiratorially.



“No worries. Um, so things are working out for you then?” I said to her casually.



“Well, put it this way. I have kids to think about and he’s loaded and doesn’t want any more, so at least I can be relieved at that! He’s a nice guy, but his wallet is stunning” she joked.



It seemed she was settling for someone safe who would ensure stability; unfortunately, I think she always felt that although we were happy together, I couldn’t give her the stability she needed in her life. We arranged to meet for lunch in another town; she had the day off and I had a hotel there for 2 days. After we had a bite to eat, she didn’t want to be seen in town with me, in case anyone saw us together but still wanted to catch up. I suggested we use my hotel room and promised not to try it one with her jokingly! She just smiled at me not saying anything. Her hair was still relatively short, dark natural blonde and instantly I wondered if her bum was still as hairless as before. I’d never met a girl who was naturally so un hairy down there and it was such a turn on.



We seemed to really enjoy catching up and eventually, I could tell the air between us had changed. She seemed to be her sarcastic self, the one I knew when we were together. When I offered a drink, I was standing in front of her and I leaned to try and kiss her.



“I still want you” I whispered, kissing her ear.



“Oh, I don’t know” she said, sounding pouty and nervous now.



“You can’t deny the mutual attraction” I pressed and was delighted when she kissed me back.



After a while we withdrew and the wine glass she held tilted and splashed onto her trousers. Quick as a flash, I tried to turn it to my advantage.



“You can’t go home with wine on them. Let me dry them on the airing machine” I threw at her.



She glanced at me, her emotions masked.



“You trying to get my trousers off?” she asked pointedly.



“Yes and no. Well, I’d love that, but seriously, they do need to dry” I pressed.



“Thing is, I know you’re right. I can’t go home with a wine patch on them and it’s white so it should dry without a visible stain” declared, reaching a decision.



She sat on the bed and kicked off her shoes, then began to unbutton her trousers. With a quick glance at me, she slipped them off and I took them, positioning them so they would dry quickly.



I moved to her and kneeling in front of the bed, my added height brought my face in front of hers. I moved to kiss her again when she hesitated.



“Look, I’m with someone. It’s not perfect but I need his security. So I’m sorry, but I’m not shagging you” she said firmly.



“Okay. You know I’d never pressure you” I answered gently.



I could tell there was a conflict going on as she was clearly aroused but remained adamant we would not have sex as that would amount to cheating. Then a change came over her and she smiled. It wasn’t a smile that someone would give when they saw a long lost friend or had a surprise gift, it was the smile someone might give when they beat the other team in a pub quiz. With her mind having reached a decision, she dropped her hands to her hips, swiftly slid her panties off then sat upright again facing me.



“Oral’s not really cheating though. So, c’mon” she said, letting herself fall back on the bed as she did so.



I still sat at the side of the bed, surprised but aroused. Did she mean the oral she preferred, namely receiving? Or would I be the recipient of some pleasure later? EIther way, she seemed to have judged the mood well. I eased myself between her thighs and took a first lick. Gradually, I settled into a slow rhythm she seemed to approve of and she gave a slight sigh at one point.



“We have sex and that and we do oral but I dunno, I guess I got used to it being top quality like. But he has helped out loads and the kids are happy, so I’m not changing things” she stated while below I tasted her for the first time in years.



“Well, I could be your bit on the side” I suggested between long sweeps of her pussy.



“That’s tempting. But only for oral. I’m a rubbish liar as you know, so if I was playing away and he suspected, he would know I was lying. But if he asks and we’re only doing this, I can say I’m not fucking anyone else. Which is true. Sorry but this is as far as we go. However, as long as it’s good I’ll be full of compliments” she informed me casually.



It was amazing how easily she could slide back into a comfortable way around me. After licking her wetness for some time, I could feel her thighs start to shiver.



“Don’t stop, I’m cuming, fuck this is soooo gooooood!!” she yelled, as her legs wrapped around me and she reached orgasm.



I stayed with her through it until she pushed me down a bit.



“You know what else I rate you at” she said mischeviously.



I knew what she meant and licked around her asshole. Then I was in and she pressed on the back of my head, sighing contentedly as I rimmed her steadily, in and out, in and out. She decided to start mapping out how it might work out from here on in.



“I’m free every Friday just now. I reckon we should meet up every Friday morning and as long as you’re gone by about 3pm at the latest, that will work out perfect” she declared as I dilligently maintained an effort to pleasure her ass.



“Do you give him oral?” I asked, a little curious.



“No way. Well, I’ve not done that for years. He does do it to me when we have sex, but as I said, it’s not brilliant. If the kids weren’t settled and he wasn’t so eager to provide a good life for us, I’d probably not want to be with him” she responded to me, while I resumed rimming her.



“Go up again to my fanny. That’s it, mmhhmm. Listen, I know it’s maybe not perfect for you, but it’s the best you’re going to get” she told me.



“So you want oral every Friday?” I questioned.



“Yep, well maybe break it up with a foot massage or something! But why not? Don’t you think I taste amazing?” she quizzed suddenly.



“Yes” I had to agree.



“Well, this is perfect then. I like this and I miss you doing it. And I know you love doing it” she summed up.



Eventually, she reached a 2nd orgasm, then looked past me to her trousers.



“Go get them then you can drive me home” she said confidently.



I did so and we were soon in the car. Before we reached her place, I pulled into a country lane.



“If I was earning well and the kids didn’t mind, why don’t we make a final go of things? I could offer you so much. I’ve done very well for myself over the last few years so finance is not an issue” I offered.



“But what’s wrong with our arrangement?” she asked.



“I want you to myself” I admitted.



She sat thinking for while.



“I’m not just going to drop a bombshell because you want to fuck me. Look, lets see how things go over the next few months then ask me again, okay?” she offered.



It was a long shot but I knew that only by having her feel she couldn’t do without me would have her choosing me over this other guy. I started up the car again and pulled up at the hedge that marked the start of her garden. I leaned to kiss her before she departed the car but she turned away from me.



“I think we’ve had our kiss. Save it for next week” she said suggestively then closed the door and sauntered off, seemingly in high spirits.



I watched her bum retreating, wondering if I could be happy with those arrangements but deep down I knew I’d come to her if she wanted selfless pleasure. Sure enough, the following Friday, she texted me to say it was all clear to head to her place. I arrived and she opened the door, only her head visible to me on the porch. I entered and as I turned round, I could see she only had a t-shirt on. I was about to say something but she laughed.



“They were only going to come off in a minute anyway” she explained, walking away from me confidently.



I followed and she padded through to the lounge where 2 cushions were on the floor. She saw me looking at them and chuckled.



“For my knees. C’mon hurry up and get down there” she chided and I walked over and lay on the ground.



She wasted no time and sat down, facing my feet. I didn’t waste time either and my tongue sought her cunt, delving inside immediately while she sat down to maintain close contact. Her wet lips weighed on my face but the smell and sensation of doing this to her was turning me on, although it would be some hours before she would call it a day, seeing as it was only 10am. I guessed I’d be there until around 3pm at the latest though.



“Aah. You just seem to know how I like it” she said, a rare but valued compliment.



My response was probably what she’d hoped for, an effort to really showcase my skills as it were!



“If we were together properly, I’d do this to you every day” I said, hoping to persuade her again.



“I’ll settle for every Friday at present. You’re not going to persuade me unless I want to change things in my life. The here and now is far more fun” she quickly responded.



I ate her pussy slowly; there was no rush and she was enjoying the lingering pleasure while she sat there. At one point she slid forward and I found it relatively easy to start rimming her. She moved around a lot until she suddenly got up. Walking to the sofa, she sat down and I sat upright, turning round to kneel in front of her. She didn’t bother to tell me to start again as I sought her wet pussy again. I began to lick up and down her whole length then moved up to her now exposed clitoris.



“I want the first one sitting here. Yeah that’s it, don’t fucking stop” she groaned and her legs gripped me as she reached her first orgasm of the day.



I kissed her thighs and whole crotch while she recovered, before she looked at me.



“That footrub would be good about now” she said with a sidelong glance and I moved down to start slowly kneeding her feet with my knuckles while she recovered.



After about 15 minutes in which we remained silent, she moved her feet away and stood up.



“Let’s go upstairs” she said to me and I shrugged, rising to follow her upstairs.



Halfway up, she stopped and turned to look over her shoulder.



“Kiss my cheeks” she said, her voice full of lust.



I knelt on the stairs and kissed one cheek then the other. She let me continue for a few moments before moving again and I rose to follow once more. Turning left, she entered a bedroom; it looked like her own one. She patted the bed and I got on it. While downstairs, I had taken my top off and my torso was now bare but my jeans remained on. Once I lay down, she climbed up to sit on my face, this time facing up my body so she could look down at me. I resumed my oral attentions, rolling my tongue up her whole length before slipping gently inside. As she sighed happily again, I wondered about something.



“Is this your bed?” I asked.



“Yeah” she said absentmindedly.



“Does he, well do you sleep here with him? Is this where, you know” I said trailing off.



She looked down at me and I sheepishly began to tongue fuck her again while she watched me.



“I’m not sure what you want me to say. There’s no point making yourself jealous” she tried to reassure me.



“Well, I just wondered you know” I pressed between slurps.



“Wondered?” she asked.



“Well, I figured this is your bed and, um is this where you sleep together?” I asked her.



“We don’t sleep together that often, I’ve told you that” she answered coyly.



I didn’t want to say much more but I couldn’t help being curious. This very bed! I really wanted her for myself and if it meant the incredible sex we had, well, I could give blow jobs a miss I reckoned.



“Why do you want to know?” she finally added and I shifted my eyes but kept up my ministrations.



“Well um” I said hesitantly but she cut me off.



“I get fucked in this bed, is that what you want to find out? That I have sex in this bed. My fanny gets licked, I have a cock inside it sometimes” she said, pausing to see my reaction.



“And today it’s where I’m going to do my face fucking” she added swiftly, rolling her hips to slide her pussy over my face and settle on my mouth again.



“Sorry, you know how I want this to end finally” I said sheepishly.



I had agreed to this, partly in order to win her over so she had no reason to feel guilty.



“Yes, I know but you’re going to have to stop hassling me about this. If circumstances between us change, it won’t be for pressure from you changing it. It’s my house and you know the situation. Maybe that will change but not right now. I have a life and in that life I get fucked sometimes. Hell, I could choose to have sex tonight and it would be my choice. We have Friday and we have something special” she stated while I decided not to reply.



Instead, I reached up to fondle her breasts, while I licked her slowly and deliberately. She relaxed again and really got into it, actually bouncing on my face at one point as she came again. After another rest, she reclined on the mattress, while I moved down her body and ate her out.



We didn’t have much more personal conversation and by 1pm, she was actually tired and decided I should go while she had lunch and recovered. I left by the back door and she was heading for a shower as I left.



“I’ll need to build my stamina. We’ll go for longer next week” she assured me as I left.



What I did hope for though was that if she did get intimate with the other guy she might realise she wanted me more. After all, I’d entered her life again and was telling her to leave a comfortable lifestyle by trying to reassure her she would have a comfortable and enjoyable one with me. So I was over the moon when she texted me the following Thursday evening, telling me not to reply but to come the next day at 9.30am. She added that something had happened and it made her just think of me instead and wish I was in her bed. I was quite elated!



The next day dawned and I was there at 9.30 on the dot. Not long after, I was licking her to a rushed first orgasm as she reclined on her bed, totally naked this time. It was so hard to only have our oral liaisons but I was patient. I concentrated on the sexy 39 year old woman in front of me, with the body and face of someone years younger. She had 4 orgasms by 2pm and I was gone moments later. I didn’t push things with her but my efforts were hopefully paying off. When I was leaving, she put her hand on my chest and looked at me.



“I guess it’s until next week then” she said, a little dejectedly.



“I guess” I replied then winked and left.



Another thing I had done was give her plenty of compliments which she seemed to be pleased at. I was therefore surprised when I arrived the following Friday to find her wearing a skirt! She never wore one normally, despite having great legs; in fact, only when she was abroad on holiday would she wear one. In the living room I slipped to my knees and ducked my head under to find no knickers. My mouth wasn’t long in locating her insatiable pussy which led to another day of oral for her. When I was about to go around 2pm again, she said goodbye and I began to walk away. I stopped though and turned, to find she had also turned to look back at me. In one of those rare moments two people have, our minds seemed to be synched. I walked back as she watched me and held her in my arms. We gazed at each other for a while before I moved to kiss her but just as our lips were about to touch, she shook her head.



“Kissing you is so intimate. I want it to be right if anything further happens, not just a stolen kiss while I’m with someone else” she said then noticed my disappointment.



I turned to go but she stopped me.



“Hang on. I still want a kiss” she said, but turned away from me, lifting her skirt a little.



“Right on my derriere” she said, sliding back into her turned on mode.



Me? I didn’t disappoint. I got down and kissed one cheek then the other, before my tongue slid towards her centre. Eventually, I had it in her asshole while she ummed and ahhed in satisfaction.



“You’re creating a pleasant problem for me” she said, leaning forward over the kitchen worktop as I rimmed her steadily.



“I’m glad to hear it. Do you mind me asking how?” I responded before resuming my efforts.



“Well, a few nights back, um, it’s hard to say. basically a few nights previous” she continued, clearly something on her mind but perhaps not wanting to hurt me by saying anything.



“I don’t mind, just say whatever it is” I responded.



“Okay, good. Well, we had sex a few nights back. He went down on me before he fucked me and, aah keep doing that, well after my lovely Fridays it just seemed so rubbish. I struggled to cum and then he just moved up and entered me before I’d even reached orgasm!” she said a little miffed.



“Oh. Not very considerate” I said in sympathy.



“Exactly. Withdraw a second, now lick around the entrance for a bit then go back inside me. Ah yeah, like that” she said as my tongue licked around the tight entrance like an ice cream cone.



“Where was I? Oh yeah, so once he came, I told him he had to go back down and finish me off. Lazy bastard acted a bit put out but he did it. The whole time though I was thinking of you though and I just thought maybe you’re right, maybe just Friday isn’t enough to really satisfy me” she said while I pushed my tongue steadily back in and out of her asshole again.



I was happy I was getting to her and felt a small victory.



“There’s that pain in the arse neighbour of mine out in her garden. Ha ha! Bet she never has her bum worshipped” she said a little triumphantly.



I realised she had said worshipped rather than just licked or kissed. It was clear she felt the pleasure was particularly devoted to her needs.



“And she has no idea what I’m having done to me right now. I’m going to give her a wave. She’s waving back. Honestly, she so nosy, the village gossip” she said smugly.



“You don’t have much time for her then” I said breathlessly.



“Nah. Hey, concentrate asslicker. Get your tongue all the way in, not just halfway. Yeah like that. When it’s in all the way, I can do this” she said, squeezing her sphincter muscles to trap my tongue inside her.



She held me there for a moment then let go so I could resume my ministrations. One thing that really turned me on about her was that her language was dirty and her regard for me lessened when she was in the middle of a long session of pleasure. It was quite a turn on to witness it, even from my current vantage point. As I drilled away behind her, she would hold my tongue once every other minute.



“What was I saying? Oh yeah, she’s the village gossip. Wonder when the old bitch last had sex. I’ll bet she has never had a tongue all the way up her arse. Bet she’s never had a tongue near her arse at all” she continued, obviously feeling very pleased with herself.

My tongue was in sore need of some respite but she was having a great time and in no rush to hurry an end to her pleasure. Her muscle held me inside her again and she let out a long sigh of satisfaction. When she let go, I resumed my probing in and out.



“What’s going on back there?” she asked me.



“Huh?” I said confused.



“There’s a little less enthusiasm” she quipped.



“My tongue’s tender” I explained to her.



“You’ll be gone pretty soon so what the fuck are you moaning about? I’m trying to enjoy myself; if you’ve got a problem doing this, then I know someone else I could get to do it” she answered a little pissed off.



“No, no, I guess I just meant I was out of practice. Practice makes perfect though huh?” I responded enthusiastically.



“It does. Mhhmm, that’s better. See how much more enjoyable it is when you put the effort in” she said, thinking about how it felt to have this done to her.



I kept up my heroic efforts, not wanting anyone else to be doing this to her and although my tongue was still tender, I resolved never to mention that again. Just when I thought my jaw could take no more, she leaned just a little further over the work top.



“Okay, you can try some of that tongue action on my pussy. And make sure you catch any stray droplets. I don’t want them landing on the kitchen floor. Get in here now handsome” she said, a little compliment to measure against the efforts I’d put in to pleasing her.



I responded as she hoped and my tongue coaxed enjoyment out of the pussy I knew so well. While I slipped into her wet cunt with relish, my nose began butting against the ass I’d been exploring for the last 20 minutes. She giggled slightly above me.



“Brings a real practicality to the term brown nosing, doesn’t it?” she quipped at my expense.



“I only brown nose you” I assured her.



“Mhhmm, I know you do. That’s why we’re so compatible” she mused.



I was pleased at this comment, figuring it was another step closer to her wanting me as her permanent partner again. My efforts soon had her excitement mounting too. Eventually, she turned around and looked down at me, holding onto my head.



“Are you close?” I asked her slyly.



“Not far off. Now keep going” she urged me, clutching my head to her as I began to lick the familiar pussy.



Her hands held my head to her as her excitement mounted and she approached orgasm.



“Ugh, fuck I’m cuming. Don’t you dare stop” she warned me as a cry escaped her lips before she tried to stifle her continued arousal.



Her orgasm hit and my hair felt like it was being tugged out as she shook and groaned against my tongue. After a few minutes, she pushed me away and I could see she was a little tired after that. She had enough presence of mind to absentmindedly wave me towards the door within 5 minutes, while she went off to have a shower presumably, nothing more said about our conversation.



The following week she called me on the Wednesday and we spoke briefly.



“This is hard for me you know. On the one hand, I love just having my way on Friday and a normal life the rest of the time, but when I’m with him, I wish it was you” she pouted on the phone to me.



“I’m doing very well just now. I could look after you and trust me, you would enjoy every day of us together” I offered.



“I don’t doubt you would. I’m torn between leaving things as they are and progressing things. Look, I guess one way or another I’m going to reach a decision soon, so just a warning, no pressure” she said.



“Absolutely. I’m your man friday until you want it otherwise” I said to her.



Later that evening I received a text from her.



‘Are you looking forward to Friday?’ she asked me.



‘Can’t wait. What you up to?’ I replied.



‘In bed’ she sent back.



‘Oh; is he not there?’ I said.



‘Um, yeah. Under the covers. Sorry, you made me so hot last week I was climbing the walls thinking about this Friday. I just had to have some relief. He’s not a patch on you though’ she responded.



‘I knew he wasn’t. So Friday then’ I sent back.



‘Yep, be here at 9am sharp. I’m going to fuck your face senseless!’ she shot back.



‘I was hoping you would’ I shot back.



‘Are you horny then’ she asked me.



‘Damn right. Wish I was under there’ I responded.



‘Mhmm that would be great. But you’re not. Pretend you are though. Tell me how you would lick me. Your words will turn me on more than what he’s doing’ she said.



‘Well, I’d just gently explore by kissing and sucking on your outer lips, then slip inside. And you know how deep my tongue can go’ I sent to her, the other hand furiously jerking my cock.



‘I’d want it really deep. Like a silky, pliant cock. Hey tomorrow’s Thursday’ she sent.



‘And?’ I asked.



‘Well, I just know how strong your desire can be. Don’t play with your cock tomorrow, keep your energies for Friday’ she sent.



‘Okay. Well, I guess’ I sent back reluctantly.



‘Mhmm, I’ll enjoy all your efforts on Friday. Got to go’ she said.



I was frustrated it wasn’t me with her but I was getting to her and it didn’t bother me too much she hadn’t told him it was over yet. That time would come I was sure.



That Friday, I arrived at 9am to find her in a dressing gown. I was on my knees within a minute! We started off as soon as I was through the door, in the hallway, but she wanted to move upstairs. She plumped up some pillows and reclined back on them while I positioned myself lower down the bed. Soon enough, I was pistoning my tongue in and out of her fragrant pussy.



‘Did you cum on Wednesday night?’ I asked her suddenly.



‘Wednesday? Yeah, about 10 minutes after I stopped texting you’ she said to me.



‘I wish it had been me’ I said with honesty.



‘But you’re my Friday man’ she said with a smile.



Then I watched her face turn mischevious.



‘Anyway, you weren’t there Wednesday so I hope you’re going to make it up to me today’ she pouted in mock hurt.



‘I will do my utmost’ I assured her.



I continued just lazily licking her whole pussy while she relaxed and nothing more was said, but the sexual atmosphere seemed to be heightened as she looked down and began to watch me, a twinkle in her eye. I’m not sure why, but I started looking at the duvet and she saw me doing so.



“Something on your mind?” she said.



“Sorry, getting distracted” I said.



“You were picturing me under there” she said.



“I couldn’t help it. I just wondered, were you erm, like this but under the duvet on Wednesday?” I asked timidly.



“Yeah, more or less. Curious? Jealous?” she asked me, clearly turned on.



“I wondered. Does he get to do it a lot?” I asked.



“Fuck me with your tongue and I’ll tell you. Just like that. Well, he’d bought me a coat I had my eye on so I thought we should probably have sex and I was horny thinking about last Friday so I fancied a fuck. And he knows I always want an orgasm first and that means going down on me. So we ended up having it off” she said, her voice wavering with excitement.



I continued but by now, she was utterly turned on.



“Fuck, this is so horny. I can read you like a book too; you want to know how you compare, am I right?” she said.



“Yeah, I do” I admitted.



Part of me didn’t want to, but I wanted to know if I was better. I really went to town on her, trying everything I knew she enjoyed while she sighed then decided to talk again.



“Well, he was licking up and down like you are now, oh and inside me too. But not like this; his tongue couldn’t go as deep as you’re going now. Oh fuck, this is something else. Um what was I saying? Well, I’d been texting you and imagining you were under the duvet licking me out so I wasn’t far from orgasm at the time” she told me with a quivering voice.



“Did you cum then?” I asked between feasting on her cunt.



“Yeah, I came; no don’t go up to my clit yet, I don’t want you to make me cum yet, I’m telling you about Wednesday. Go back to giving me some deep tongue. Yeah, like that. Well, he slid up me and his cock went in me, probably about as deep as your tongue is going now. Uh yeah this great. His cock’s only about 5 inches but it was available. So um, we fucked for a while then I told him to pull out before he came and he got off me” she continued.



“He is so lucky. What I wouldn’t do to fuck you” I commented.



“Well, you don’t. If I want fucked, I can do that between Saturday and Thursday. You give me head on Fridays. Just imagine your tongue is a cock. A talented, tireless long cock and it just loves driving into me. Hey, you’re not going to avoid coming here after today are you?” she added.



“Um, hey” I said, starting to answer but she cut me off.



“You will be doing this next week. Because I want you to. Are you going to be doing this next week?” she asked.



“Yes” I answered resignedly.



“I knew you would” she retorted triumphantly.



“You are so sexy” I told her.



“You’ve always thought that. Mhhmm, okay, lick me slowly up to my clit, I’m close” she commented, sighing again as I did so.



Her sighs became cries of pleasure and she held me head between thrashing hands as her orgasm washed over her and I had to swallow her juices to ensure they didn’t go over her bed. It lasted for a couple of minutes then I sensed she needed a break and pulled away. She let me kiss up her body but pushed me to roll over before I reached missionary position over her. We just lay for about 10 minutes before she sat up and with a knowing smile, mounted my face.



“Now I’m going to really fuck you” she said a little aggressively.



“I’m all yours” I said.



She rocked against my face, fucking my tongue like a miniature cock. I slurped and gulped a slow release of her aroused juices as she slid her wet pussy over my face before settling over my mouth again. Occasionally when she felt an orgasm was too soon, she would slide forward, engulfing my nose in her warm slit while my tongue slipped into her needy ass.



“You know something? My friend knows about what’s going on and she’s been a great source of advice and a sympathetic ear for me. Anyway, she reckons I should keep things as they are for a while longer” she told me.



I wasn’t sure how to respond but I definitely didn’t want to only give her oral every Friday. Not that I didn’t enjoy this, but I wanted an exclusive relationship with her. I wanted her to myself.



“Um, well I’d never try to influence you, but you know how much I would show my gratitude if we ended up together” I tactfully replied.



She sat down firmer on my face, her eyes betraying her excitement.



“I know. But she said if I’m enjoying a comfortable lifestyle and I can indulge all my sexual enjoyment every Friday with you, what’s in it for me to change things?” she responded challengingly.



“If he found out and we stopped, you’d miss me” I replied, surprising myself at my own boldness.



“I guess you’re right. Fuck, I would miss this” she said more to herself than me.



I knew she had feelings for me, but when she became turned on, thoughts of her partner were often forgotten and she became caught up in a cloud of her own pleasure. It was never easy to have a fair or sane conversation with her when she was horny like now, but that was one of the things I liked about her. The fact that she could get so into sexual pleasure.



As her excitement mounted she became more animated and began to bounce a little on my face. Her whole crotch was attacking my face furiously, but gradually as her excitement mounted, her grinding humping of my face intensified until at last she screamed with pleasure and her legs gripped me tighter than a vice, one hand holding the headboard for support, the other entwined in a death grip through my hair.



When it was time to go, I had given her 4 orgasms and she seemed keen to have another but time was against us. I left but received a call later that night. She asked me to pop over but to park the car down the street and cut through her neighbour’s garden.



“What if she sees me?” I asked.



“Just make sure she doesn’t” she quipped.



I managed to get past her neighbours garden and over the fence. When I reached her garden, I saw her standing in the kitchen, wearing just a nightie. She opened the door and I stepped in. I was about to speak but she cut me off.



“No time for chit chat. The girls are at their dad’s house, he’s off to get a dvd in town and I HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU! And I thought, just one more would be so good. So” she said, lifting her nightie suggestively.



I knelt down. Her hands were on my head in a flash as I began to lick.



“Imagine if we could meet up every day. I’d have my own personal pussy licker on call whenever I wanted. Fuck, that would be fantastic” she idly mused while I lapped hungrily at her slit.



Her excitement was obvious and after only 20 minutes she groaned and came as I licked and swallowed her juices. After a minute, she let go of my head and turned around. I didn’t need a comment, just kissed her ass then licked up between her cheeks. I dropped down again and had no trouble slipping my tongue inside as she sighed happily, leaning over the worktop.



“When does he get back?” I managed to ask.



“He’s going to call when he’s 10 minutes away” she said reassuringly.



After about 10 minutes, I was still there, her sexy ass claiming my tongue for it’s own.



“I wish every day was Friday” she said out loud.



Just then her phone rang and despite our situation, she answered with a calm voice.



“Eh? You’re around the corner? Okay then” she said, hanging up.



“Fuck, I told him to phone me when he was 10 minutes away. I wanted a 2nd one” she said angrily, as I jumped to my feet.



She let me out the back door and I began to approach the fence then decided on a course of action and instead hid behind a rose bush. It was indeed him. He was in his 40′s, not in as good shape as me . I was a little jealous of him and felt I had to chat to her soon. I couldn’t just accept our Friday liaisons, despite my enjoyment of them too. I wanted her all the time. Instead though, I watched. Call it jealously, curiousity or whatever but I stayed and sneaked over to the side of the window. The guy came through to the kitchen and must have noticed her in the nightie because he seemed quite interested in her. Then I spotted the window was open; it was spring and although not light every night, it was reasonably good weather. I was trying to hear what they were saying. As I crept closer and put my head close to the open bit near the top, I could see him watching her and then he spoke.



“Hey, why don’t we go upstairs instead tonight?” he asked hopefully.



“I’m not in the mood” she answered him.



“Oh yeah, sorry, you need to be aroused first of course. Silly me” he said jokingly.



Then with the speed of an alley cat, he knelt in front of her. As he licked her, she looked up and suddenly noticed me at the window. He was otherwise engaged to be aware of this but she held my gaze.



“You’re never this wet normally, you taste so good” I could hear him say.



If only he knew it was me that turned her on, not him. As he licked, her face took on one of lust again. Her eyes never left mine as he slowly brought her level of excitement up. Her face had the look of someone who was too far gone in enjoyment for it to suddenly stop. She often did this when in the midst of pleasure; her sense of fairness vanished and she became totally focused on the moment and her own pleasure.



“Fuck, I am still horny. Put your tongue inside me” I heard her say and she sighed as he did so.



A little later, she was nearing orgasm and as her peak hit, she sighed with pleasure, looking at me with glazed eyes and her mouth open. Finally, after another minute, she regained some control, the 2nd orgasm having been reached.



“Let’s go upstairs then” he said and tried to get her to join him.



“Get up there and warm the bed. I’ll be up in 10, just going to grab a water and turn the lights off down here” she said helpfully.



He nodded and left the room. She waited a minute then crooked a finger at me and moved to the back door. I was waiting as it opened and as it did her hand curled round my neck and pressed down a little. I knelt and she looked at me excitedly.



“Taste the juices of my orgasm before you go” she said to me.



I did, taking a long sweep up her whole crotch then kissing her clitoris as she revelled in the excitement of it all.



“You can have 5 minutes then I’ll have to go upstairs” she said.



I made the most of it, tasting her, even her sensitive clit and taking broad sweeps of her pussy to capture her juices.



“Do you have to have sex with him?” I said a little dejectedly.



She looked down at me, not answering immediately.



“Look, he gave me the 2nd orgasm that you didn’t” she told me.



“I didn’t have time” I tried to tell her.



“You have no idea how horny I was and just when I needed you, it was over. I thought about avoiding anything with him but then I realised I’d never get to sleep unless I came. That was so exciting; I could see your face and feel a tongue inside me at the same time. Sorry it wasn’t maybe the view you wanted to see but I had no idea you were lurking outside. I thought you had gone. Why were you there anyway?” she asked me.



“Um, I guess I wanted to see my competition. I know I’ve only come back into your life but we could be so happy together. I needed to see who this person was that you were with” I said between licks.



“Don’t think of it like that. Look, I am giving consideration to it all. Friday’s are so good, I struggle to enjoy other days so you are getting to me, but I can’t change things overnight. I have to keep some normality and that includes occasional things like fucking” she told me.



“But maybe you’re satisfied now” I said hopefully.



She stopped me and turned around. Once her ass was presented to me, I held her cheeks and began to lick the dark entrance.



“You know what to do, yeah that’s it. Actually, I quite fancy a fuck and I’ll be going upstairs shortly for one so stop dwelling on it. If I want to have sex, I can. I’m so wet, I’ll have no trouble slipping a cock inside me, mhhm. Go lower, taste my honey again, get me as wet as you can. I’m going to have a cock in me so I want to be nice and wet for it. Get your tongue right in my cunt” she urged me.



I did as she promised and despite wishing it was me getting to fuck her.



“Are you jealous?” she teased as I continued eating her.



“Of course I am” I said between slurps at her love hole.



“Mhhm, I thought you were; makes you try harder every Friday to convince me doesn’t it? You can promise me something and picture this; think of me wearing a short little skirt next week and sitting on your face” she said.



“Okay, what is it?” I asked between licks and thrusts.



“Don’t brush your teeth tonight. Go to sleep with the taste of me in your mouth” she said.



“Um, okay” I promised.



“Stand up and take your cock out” she told me suddenly.



In about five seconds I was standing unzipped with my cock ready and hard.



“Now put it against my pussy lips” she told me further.



I did that and yearned to thrust inside them.



“Okay. Put it away and get back on your knees” she said cruelly.



Even in my heightened arousal I did as she said. I tucked away my erection and knelt again, my tongue finding her cunt even more wet than before.



“I know how much you want to fuck me. Keep trying harder and maybe, just maybe one day you will” she told me, giving me just enough hope to devote more pleasure to her in order to win her for good.



“Okay, you know I will” I said and didn’t have to see her face to know she was smiling while I resumed licking her from behind.



“Good. Well, I’m off upstairs. See you next Friday, 9am sharp. You could leave by the front if you’re quiet” she said, then with a little roll of her hips she pushed me back, dislodging my tongue at the same time.

The door was shut and locked and I stood up to see her walking out of the room, to head upstairs.



I went home wishing it was me taking her upstairs. But it was arousing to see her so animated in pleasure. The following Friday dawned and true to her word, she greeted me wearing a short green skirt. In no time I was on my knees as she let my tongue slip into her pussy. After an initial orgasm she let me work on her ass before I lay back to let her sit on my face.



“Listen up. Last week was hard but I want you at the back door tonight at exactly 8pm. There’s something you need to see and if you can visualise doing it to me, then I might just plump for you all the time” she casually informed me.



“Anything” I told her genuinely, consuming her cunt with even more eagerness.



“Just be here at 8pm okay” she said gripping my hair before beginning to fuck my face excitedly.



I nodded agreement and later that day, turned up at as requested at 8 o’ clock. I sneaked towards the kitchen window and could see her standing there. She was watching the window, no doubt for me and then I saw him kneeling in front of her again. She spotted me and smiled; it was a smile of lust. I watched as she enjoyed a build up to orgasm and then it hit. She came, her eyes glazed over again, before he stood. It was only at that point I realised he was unzipped. She turned around, leaning over the worktop away from me and he stood behind her. He slid in and although both their backs were to me, I watched them fucking.



“Hurry up small cock” I heard her say at one point and stifled a laugh from my vantage point outside.



To my amusement, he didn’t last long, 10 minutes if that. She hadn’t uttered a sound, obviously not aroused much from his efforts but then it struck me he had cum inside her. Not something I thought she enjoyed; however, she wasn’t finished. I ducked out of sight as they turned round and she approached the window. This time, she leaned over the worktop facing the window and he knelt behind her this time, a position I knew only too well.



“Are you sure I have to?” he must have said to her.



“You made the mess, you can clean it up. C’mon!’ she urged him.



He must have complied because her eyes rolled as he began to clean his cum from her pussy. As he did so, she caught my eye and made licking motions with her tongue at me while he licked her from behind.



“I’m sure it went deeper than that. And try sucking it out too” she chided him and he must have tried to go deeper as her mouth opened into an ooh shape and she raised her eyebrows theatrically at me.



He just wasn’t able to go as deep as me though and she knew it.



“Have you cleaned all of it out of me?” she asked him.



“Yeah, all of it” I heard his muffled reply.



“Okay. Well, get you know what” I heard her say and he seemed to locate something they had nearby.



It was a dildo and as he slid it in, he began to lick her ass. Now that she had something decent sized inside her and he continued licking, she looked at me again as her eyes glazed over with excitement and she smiled casually, no doubt enjoying the feeling of the events behind her. Before long though, she began to reach orgasm again. When it hit, she was bucking against the dildo and his tongue, uttering a gutteral groan of pleasure until finally it washed over her. She remained like that while he got up and I stayed out of sight as he went to fetch a glass of water before heading upstairs. As she turned to follow him she turned, blew a kiss to me then vanished upstairs too.



I left, horny but knowing it had to be soon that we made a decision as to whether to get together or not. However, I didn’t have to fear ending things as much as I realised. She ended up calling me on the Tuesday.



“Look, I’m sorry about that the other night. He was persistent and then he knew I was aroused and well, it was kind of hard to just stop at that point. And last week, well you know what I’m like when I’m horny. A red mist descends and all I can think about is my pleasure” she tried to tell me.



By the Friday, I was round at her place by 9am again and she welcomed me by having me lie on the floor in the lounge before sitting down and riding my face until she came. Afterwards, she went through to the kitchen and boiled the kettle to make herself a cup of tea, while I knelt behind her with my tongue pistoning diligently in and out of her asshole.



“Take out your cock and put it to my lips” she said out of the blue.



I shot to my feet, my straining hard on making it out and pressing against her in seconds.



“Well?” she asked casually.



“Please F, let me fuck you. It will feel so good for both of us” I implored her.



“Nah, I’ve got a better idea. Put it away and follow me through” she said matter of factly.



Despite the extreme frustration, I did so and once in the lounge again, she pointed to the floor. I once more lay on it, while she went to a locked drawer and opened it to retrieve a dildo. Once held, she carried it to me and then before I knew what was going on, she sat on my forehead, facing my feet. I couldn’t see anything as her arse covered my upper face but I felt her loop something around my jaw and behind my head. Then she rose and turned around to look at me, then sank her pussy down on the dildo which was sticking up from my chin.



“Now then, answer my questions truthfully. Can you stay harder for longer than this can?” she said.



“No” I answered.



“And are you bigger than it?” she pressed.



“No” I said, knowing that although I touched 8 inches, it looked a little bigger.



“So, why do I need your cock? What difference can it make, mhmm?” she teased more.



I wondered where this was going and knew she held all the aces. I could cum, but she didn’t do blow jobs and if I came inside her, well she would want me to lick her clean. I said what she no doubt wanted to hear anyway.



“I can clean you after I cum and you can tease me when I’m hard because you know how much I want to fuck you” I finally responded.



“Yes, that is true isn’t it? How about a trial run?” she asked me.



“I’m yours” I said in hope.



“I know. No matter what, your mine’s to have how I want. Well, let’s see how long you last” she said and with that, she slid off the dildo and down my chest.



Reaching my jeans, she giggled at the bulge as I freed it again in record time. Then I felt her amazing pussy slide over my cock and I was in heaven. She rode herself on me for a while, as I held back valiantly from cumming, then she got up and approached the window, leaning over the ledge. I followed and slid into her again as she gasped.



“Oh fuck, you are so much bigger than him. Fuck me hard, I need it!” she yelled out as I began to pound her pussy with wild abandon.



Eventually, it was too much and I couldn’t help cumming as her hungry pussy milked the cum from my cock. At last, I was spent and withdrew.



“Well? You wanted to fuck me, you know the price. Get on with it” I heard her say and opened my eyes to see her glancing over her shoulder at me with a smile.



I knelt and looked at her pussy. I couldn’t see anything but put my mouth over her and began to lick. Then I tasted the combined juices as she flexed her muscles too, releasing our combined sex.



“Now you know your place, maybe we can think about a future” she surmised as he cleaned her pussy behind her.



“Look, I think I love you and I want to be with you. I can’t just be Friday man only anymore, I’m sorry” I said.



“But twice now when we’ve been together, you’ve let things end between us in the past because you want something back. You just wouldn’t accept the way I was” she said accusingly.



She was referring to the lack of oral I received from her and the fact her current man had just come to accept this. I hadn’t and after a big row, we had parted those 8 years ago.



“I’m not putting myself and the kids into another relationship where you start moaning about something again and it ends. At present, he doesn’t complain” she told me.



I had thought long and hard about it and knew what my offer would be though.



“Look, it was wrong of me to expect you to do something you don’t enjoy. And I’ve had a long long time to realise that, believe me. But I want you and I’m able to look after you now. I’ve grown up and trust me, if you just let me prove it to you, I will promise you now, I will never ask for something you don’t want to do. Ever” I declared.



“Could that really be possible? Us as a future together?” she asked.



She sounded torn, but I knew she did like me.



“It won’t be overnight, I’d need to end things with him first. And you have to swear to me, you won’t ever ask me to do something I don’t want to do” she continued in response, referring to blow jobs.



“I swear. Having sex with you is reward enough and I know everything else you enjoy. Lets just go with what you want. I mean that. As we go forward, I want you to feel happy and making you happy will make me happy. And there are no limits to that” I pressed.



“Okay. I think I might love you too. Oh I dunno. I’ll admit this is so appealing but if I take things forward with you, it will be to my timetable. No pressure from you. This could take weeks and months, not days, okay? Just, oh fuck I can’t concentrate. Just clean me then eat me properly and we’ll talk about this again” she asked.



“Anything you want” I told her honestly.



“Good. Right now, I want your tongue deeper” she said.



“I’ll work around to what’s best for you” I said.



We didn’t meet the following Friday for the first time in ages and then she did call me the next week to say she felt it wasn’t working to the other guy. He tried to argue but he was a little older than her and when she said she didn’t want to be intimate with him at all now, he knew the writing was on the wall. It did take a full month, for him to accept fully and eventually move out while she continued to meet me on Fridays. This was to relieve stress as she called it!



When the kids met me, they were happy and I was chuffed to move back in. I had hoped things would progress to a proper sex life, well maybe the oral would be about her receiving but at least we would be fucking too. But that didn’t happen right away either, not for a further few days. She knew how eager I was to have her properly and had her reasons why another few days wouldn’t matter.



“8 years it’s been until we started this a few months ago. 8 years! Do you know how many nights and days I lay thinking about having a tongue in me and had to go without? Sometimes months at a time without any oral. So you have a helluva lot of making up to do, don’t you?” she said to me on my 2nd night there.



“I suppose I do. And I’ll hold to my promise” I said to reassure her there would be no awkwardness in our sex life.



“Glad to hear it. Well, the girls are both at their friend’s this Saturday so you can woo me then. And you’re not going to go back on your promise are you?” she challenged.



“I can’t wait until Saturday and I no, I won’t go back on anything we’ve agreed” I assured her.



She smiled at that and then looked slyly at me.



“Will you still be giving me loads of head when I’m 50?” she asked.



“Every day if you can stand it” I quipped back.



“No fear there. I’ll hold you to that” she shot back.



It was Wednesday night and I couldn’t wait to fuck her on Saturday. That night in bed, I finally kissed her properly. In fact, she seemed happy to spend ages just kissing me and I grew more and more aroused. Eventually though, her lust rose too and she rolled her face away so that I was kissing her neck. Soon I was sucking her breasts, taking turns between them before sliding down further. I enjoyed giving her this orgasm more than any other as I knew it was one closer to being with her in a proper relationship.



That Saturday, I brought her to orgasm but after she came, I slid back up.



“Fuck me, fuck me” she said and boy did I ever.



Driving into her, I was on cloud 9 as I fucked her, varying my speed to slow and strong then fast and hard. She was loving it, I was loving it and I wanted to last forever.but when I was about to cum, I pulled out and came on her instead. I lay recovering with her and she looked at me sidelong.



“I’ve missed fucking you” I said in between thrusts at one point.



“I’ve missed having your cock inside me” she replied and my head felt giddy with excitement and happiness.



Eventually, I couldn’t hold back any longer but when I was about to cum, I pulled out and came on her instead. I lay recovering with her and she looked at me sidelong.



“You were something else there” she said to me.



“I’m good to go all night” I assured her, my passion only just awoken.



“Hard and soft, hard and soft” she said to me.



I looked puzzled and she laughed.



I’ve had something hard, next you can give me something soft. Then something hard again and so on” she said.



I caught her meaning. Something soft inside her meant oral, something hard and I would fuck her.



After a break, I kissed down her body and she got comfortable as I began to eat her out again. Some females enjoyed oral sex; she loved it.



“I’m terrible. I just can’t get enough of this” she told me as I tasted her again.



“Lucky I have good jaw muscles then” I joked.



“And I have you where you belong. Face between my legs” she continued, already becoming aroused.



“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be” I admitted.



She had told me that when the youngest had to move out for University, we could spend our evenings in the living room. Her on the sofa, me on the floor. In fact we’ve discussed a lot of sexual scenarios and ideas to try; most of it centres around a build up of pleasure for her and my tongue in one or both of her orifices but although I’ve had relationships with balanced girls, submissive girls and girls who prefer to receive, she just seems to be an ideal sexual fit. It took 6 months then her daughter was off to University. It meant that although we had them at weekends and visitors or friends popping round, most weekday evenings were just the two of us. By the time night fell and the curtains were drawn, she would just be wearing an old t-shirt of mine or a shirt, making sure I had easy access to give her pleasure. When she felt like giving me a treat, she would put on one of the two short skirts she possessed and usually only wore on holiday. In fact, she usually wore trousers or jeans so this was her way of giving me a little reward; of course, it still ended up being oral for her.



“You know, some women like back rubs to relax. I like having my fanny licked” she said one evening while sitting on the couch. She was wearing an old work shirt of mine and I was kneeling in between her legs, just slowly pleasuring her so as not to rush an orgasm, while she chose a chocolate from the box I’d bought her that afternoon and popped one in her mouth.



Some evenings, she would just let her inhibitions go and have me going down on her with a few short breaks for most of the evenings before a final orgasm in bed. On other occasions it would begin with plenty of pleasure for her before we moved upstairs and she wanted me to fuck her. She thought it was hot that I never knew if it would lead to intercourse or not, which of course meant I always put in lots of effort to please her orally.



It went from having sex 4 times a week to twice a week but I was going down on her every day now. She found it amusing to sit on my face and touch my cock, feeling my balls and telling me to wait another 24 hours to fuck her so that I was desperate to be in her. Her logic was always that if she kept me on tenterhooks to have sex with her, then the oral in between would be more enthusiastic from me and result in better orgasms from her.



She also had a new kink; when she wanted to be particularly dominant, I had a choice. I could either lick her over and over, broken up only by using a dildo on her or I could fuck her, cum inside her and clean her up afterwards. The first time, I was so desperate to fuck her I said yes to the 2nd option. It was only after we’d had fantastic sex and I’d pulled out a little tired that she looked straight at me and smiled. Then she pushed me onto the bed and mounted my face excitedly.



“Clean me then eat me” she said, sitting down firmly on my face.



The next occasion, I opted for the 1st offer. Of course this left me feeling frustrated as after licking her to orgasm, she had me hold the dildo in my mouth and fuck her with it. I had the sight of her pussy close up and watched her enjoying something big and pleasurable driving in and out of her, without receiving any relief myself.



It was Easter the following weekend and we had the Friday off. It was a lovely sunny day and I’d been up early, cut the grass and made breakfast by 9am. Afterwards she had a shower and came down wearing one of her skirts, smiling at me as she knew I was aroused.



“Lets go out to the garden this morning” she said and I followed.



“Hang on, I’ll get the deckchairs” I said and fetched them from the shed. It was a reasonably sized garden.



On one side was a hedge which prevented the neighbour from seeing in to our garden, on the other was a fence over which her nosy neighbour lived. I brought some lemonade out and we lay back, just enjoying the sun and knowing we had 4 days off before work on Tuesday. After a while though, she flicked her sunglasses onto her nose and looked sidelong at me.



“How about a leg massage?” she asked me.



“Um, sure thing darling” I immediately replied.



I hunkered down as she flipped her sunglasses over her eyes again and began at her bare feet. Massaging them, I worked over the contours gently, taking my time. Then I moved gently over her calves and pressed the muscles tenderly at the back. She relaxed even more and after a while, I moved up again to her knees and thighs. I began a slow rhythm working from near the tops of her thighs down to her knees when I felt a presence nearby.



“Oh hello there. Day off today is it?” the nosy neighbour called at us from over the fence.



“Yep. Just having a nice relaxing morning” she replied while I kept working on her legs.



“Oh good. So, any plans today then?” asked her neighbour.



“Nothing definite. Well, actually having this massage has given me one idea. Hang on a minute” she said, getting up.



I wondered what she was up to when she entered the kitchen. Just as she went through the door, she glanced back at me, pointed at her bum and walked in. I had a fair idea of what she was suggesting. Once inside, she approached the sink and ran a glass of water while I knelt behind her.



“So, how’s things with you?” she called to her neighbour from the open kitchen window.



“Oh, not too bad. Keeping busy” she said.



Her neighbour was probably about 50, I surmised, but acted a lot older. By this time, I’d already realised she wasn’t wearing underwear and my tongue found her asshole while I held her pert apple cheeks in my hands.



“And how’s that man of yours? Keeping you happy?” she quipped sarcastically, wiggling her bum a little in my face at her excitement.



“Oh, um, yes, I guess. Your erm, with that guy who was outside earlier? You too are together?” I heard her neighbour say.



“Yep, couldn’t be happier. He always goes that extra inch for me” she said, clearly enjoying the conversation and giving me a subtle hint of what she wanted.



I jammed my tongue in as far as it could go and she gave an appreciative murmur of content. After only a moment though, she spoke again.



“Now my honeypot” she said quietly and still on my knees, I trawled lower, down to her pussy and delved in.



She wasn’t wrong; to me it tasted of the finest honey ever made.



“Oh really? You mean helping round the house and that?” her neighbour enquired.



“I guess. He just does anything I want really. The way it should be. How’s it with your husband?” she enquired, clearly amused at bragging to her neighbour whilst I laved away at her sex.

I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing. I was still in Heather’s bed but she was nowhere to be seen. I was still naked. It was dark out. God, How long had I been out? I looked at my phone and realized Liz was calling. FUCK! I was in serious trouble and knew I was going to have to explain everything to her once I got out of here, but for now I ignored it. According to the clock on my phone, it had been almost 12 hours since I left my house that morning. That would mean that I had been asleep for almost 9 hours!



My mind was racing. I felt well rested and satisfied but my mouth was so dry. I grabbed the glass of water conveniently located on the bedside and drank deeply. I took a moment to reflect. As much as I had enjoyed the sex, I couldn’t let myself be controlled by Heather. Just thinking about the sex was getting my dick hard, but my phone started ringing again, distracting me. It was Liz still. Heather’s voice in the doorway was so startling it made me jump.



“You should answer it, she’s been calling for hours.” She was wearing a pink silk bathrobe, the light material hugged her breasts but hung loosely around most of her lower body other then her round ass. Her hair was hanging down to her shoulders. She looked like she may have just showered. She was smiling at me, the same coy smile she wore when I first submitted to her earlier that day.



“Jesus, Heather you fucking scarred the shit out of me!” I shifted my legs so I was sitting on the edge of bed. My dick was semi-hard from thinking about our sex earlier, but I was desperate to not let her take advantage of my lust. I had to admit she looked good though. I took another gulp of water to buy some time and silenced my phone with my other hand. I decided to attempt to settle this. “Look Heather, what happened earlier was crazy. I have a girlfriend and a life! What happened before, that was just a sexual fantasy. I have to go.”



I stood up and immediately felt light headed. My stomach felt slightly nauseous. I closed my eyes for a second to regain my composure.



“Are you OK baby, maybe you should sit down for a moment?” Heather asked. I tried to shake it off. When I opened my eyes I noticed that she was smiling at me. The V of her robe seemed to have lowered a bit, showing me a little more area at the top of her large breasts. I could see a little bit of cleavage line and my dick might have jumped a little.



“I’m fine.” I looked around and found my underwear, stepping into them on awkwardly. I felt off-balance and stumbled as I pulled them up.



“You really don’t look so good. If you won’t sit down at least drink the rest of this water.” She extended the cup from the nightstand towards me and I muttered some thanks. I drank the second half of the cup in a few gulps, hoping to shake the odd feeling. I started to get scarred, my head definitely felt woozy. I found my pants and sat on the bed to put them on.



“I think you should relax and let me take care of you, lover.” She opened her robe slowly. I could only stare as the soft silk slide down her body to the floor. I expected her to be naked underneath, but what I saw now might actually have been sexier. She was wearing a matching black bra and crotch-less panties with a black garter and red thigh-high stockings. My mouth hung open and my body felt exhausted and heavy, even though I had just woken up. My dick, on the other hand, was rising slowly as blood filled my erection. I tried to control it, but my dick seemed to have a mind of its own. I knew something was definitely wrong.



“What did you do to me?!”



“Oh nothing.” She said while walking towards me, slowly… deliberately. “I just put a little something in your water to make sure you didn’t make the biggest mistake of your life. You’ll thank me soon enough.”



“You drugged me! You’re fucking sick!” I could feel my tongue getting heavier as my words slurred slightly. “What the fuck did you give me? A sedative?” My body felt heavy so that would make sense, but it certainly wouldn’t explain why my dick was hard as steel or why my heart was fluttering in my chest.



“A mixture of my own creation…..a lil Viagra, a little bit of MDMA, some tranquilizers. You should be feeling heavy from the tranq but you’re dick will stay as hard as ever because of the Viagra. The molly will make sure that everything is extra sensitive, keep you really horny, and it should counter-act the sedative to keep you a little more awake. For the next 12 hours or so, you’ll be extremely horny, your dick will be as hard as rock, and you’ll completely unable to do anything about it.”



“Well what the fuck? You’re just going to keep me drugged and locked up in your place? You can’t do this….there will be……repercussions.” I finished lamely. It was getting hard to think. The blood that I need for my brain was flowing to my impossibly hard cock. I could feel the molly releasing the serotonin in my brain as waves of pleasure washed over me.



“No, I won’t need the drugs after this silly. You need my pussy baby, I don’t need drugs to keep you satisfied. But I knew you would be resistant when you woke up, fully satisfied from a good cum and sleep. You would try to convince yourself that it was just a one-time fling. But after the next couple days, I’ll make sure you realize exactly how much you need me.” She was standing right in front of me now, her enormous tits pushed together just inches from my gaping mouth. She placed her hands on my shoulders and gently pushed backwards. My body mounted no resistance as I fell backwards unto the soft mattress. I couldn’t move or think. I felt Heather pull off my boxers and position a pillow behind my head.



“Now, lets have some fun while we wait for the drugs to take their full effect.” I couldn’t move but her every touch was driving me wild. She was running her soft hands all over my body, purposely avoiding my dick. The drugs made my skin extra sensitive, every touch was like fire. My nerve endings were exploding. She lightly touched my dick for the first time and it jumped at her touch. Soon she was stroking it softly, creating a feeling of pleasure I had never experienced before. When I felt her mouth slide over my member, I thought I might lose it. My exhaled hard, looking down at her pretty face. Her eyes looked up right into mine as her lips slowly slid down my swollen member. She sucked harder and cupped my balls. The wetness of her saliva combined with the tightness of her mouth to create an amazing sensation. She sucked me for a few minutes, always glancing up at me to make eye contact. I struggled to keep my eye open. I moaned loudly as I felt her pace quicken. My toes curled from sheer pleasure. My abs and legs tensed and I knew I was close to cumming. Then, suddenly it was all over.



“Did that put you in a more agreeable mood?” She asked.



I was frantic. The feeling of her mouth on my cock had been so overwhelming that I craved it. Now my penis just felt cold from the cool air on its wet surface, but I was as horny as ever.



“Now, its time for you to show me how much you need me. You want me to fuck you baby?”



The drugs had sapped my will. I couldn’t move my body but was more desperate to cum then ever. I didn’t just need to cum, I needed her to make me cum the way only she could. I muttered yes at barely a breath.



“Good…but first you need to earn it. You were very naughty to try and resist me again. Who else would fuck you this good? That tight bodied little slut? I don’t think so! You would end up masturbating 50 times a day to the thought of me just to satisfy your cravings.” I felt Heather straddling my face. I opened my eyes quickly to see her plump thighs on either side of my head. Her black lingerie left her pussy exposed, just inches above my face. I gazed at it hungrily, remembering its taste.



“Eat my pussy baby. Submit. You’re tongue should still work fine. Show my pussy how much you love her.” She lowered her lips onto my face. I extended my tongue as she ground her already wet pussy into my mouth. I worshipped her pussy the best I could, considering how the drugs had sedated me. I don’t know how long I ate her, but it felt like forever…I know she definitely came more then once. Eventually, she unmounted my face. My mouth was slick with her pussy juice, there was a desperate fiery glint in my eye. I was breathing very hard, almost growling like a beast. It was if some fire inside me, some primal instinct, had been awoken.



“I think you’re ready baby.”



I grunted and saw her position herself above my cock. She slowly lowered herself down my shaft, taking me deep inside of her and holding me there. The drugs made her pussy feel so soft and warm, Undoubtedly the most overwhelming sensation my cock had ever felt. It was pure heaven. I wasn’t getting any stimulation though, as she remained motionless with her weight settled unto my hips. She reached behind her back and undid her bra. Her tits looked as soft and luscious as ever.



My phone started ringing again, momentarily distracting both of us. We looked over to see that Liz was once again calling me. Heather leaned forward, grabbing my phone and positioning her beautiful tits just inches above my face. I tried to sit-up to start sucking, but my head was too heavy, She handed me my phone.



“Answer it….I know you’re tongue is working fine.”



“Please….I can’t.”



“Answer it, and I’ll lower my tit into your mouth when you’re done. I’ll fuck you just as good as I did last night. You know you can’t resist me.”



I was defeated. I needed her tit in my mouth and I was desperate for her to ride me like she did the previous night. Heather’s grin couldn’t have been any wider when I opened the phone.



“Hello.”



“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?”



“I’ve been really busy, seeing old friends and stuff.” It wasn’t much of an excuse, but it was the best I could do in my drugged state. Slowly, Heather started to ride me to reward my obedience.



“WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU’VE BEEN GONE FOR HOURS!”



I moaned as Heather rode me faster. “Mmm, ssorrryyyy.”



“ARE YOU FUCKING DRUNK! YOU’RE SLURRING YOUR WORDS AND GROANING! YOU’VE GOT A FUCKING PROBLEM! I’M GOING HOME, CALL ME WHEN YOU’RE READY TO APOLOGIZE YOU ASSHOLE!” She hung up.



“Good boy.”



“Give me that fucking tit!” I did my part, now I wanted the bliss she promised. She lowered it to my mouth and I sucked furiously. Her riding increased in pace and she talked to me slowly, just like the night before. Her pussy slid up and down, drowning my body in pleasure. I let her ride me to heaven. Her pace quickened and I felt her body tighten as she too approached orgasms. I felt myself cumming hard. I jerked my hips violently and the increased sensation was all her clit needed. She was coming too, screaming loudly and grinding her pussy into my public bone. My body went limp.



The next few days passed in blur of sex and sleep. At first I used the drugs as an excuse for obedience, but after the following day I knew I was no longer under there influence of the drugged water. I was under the influence of her pussy though! We hardly left the bed except to shower and use the bathroom. We ordered food to her place and she paid with the cash in my wallet. She decided what to order, not that in mattered to me! I was in heaven. She fucked me nonstop, just the way she promised.



I remember the first time I woke up before her, already hard from dreaming about her. She laid next to me, asleep and vulnerable. I knew I could grab my things and finally leave…I even considered it. Instead, I went down stairs to cook her some French toast. I brought breakfast upstairs and placed in next to her. Then, I buried my face in her pussy and started gently lapping her sweet twat. You should have seen the smile on her face when she woke up and realized what was happening! She came quickly and she fucked me extra good that day!



When we needed breaks from the fuckfest, usually to eat and rejuvenate, we would listen to music and talk about sports. Sometimes we would just bullshit about the old days or Heather would tell me what she had planned for the future, always making vague plans for what was to come, always telling me only half the story. Other times we watched porn casually, always of Heather’s choosing and usually with a femdom theme or featuring round girls. It always got me horny and it wasn’t long until she would notice my dick getting hard. She would put my on my back, with her tits in my mouth, and ride me to orgasm.



I ignored all the calls I got from Liz that week, and soon she stopped calling all together. I didn’t care. I was already growing to love my new life. However, I knew it wasn’t real life….it was fantasy.



The week passed in an enjoyable blur, but I didn’t think it could last forever. Heather had told me her parent’s were on vacation, which was why we where able to use their house as a sex-den for a week straight. In 2 days, they would be coming home from their vacation, effectively ending ours. Heather, as it turned out, had already thought of a solution for this.



When she first started to explain why she should move in with me, I was unsure. We had barely been together for a week! However, you can bet how quickly she convinced me! The thought of spending hours together like this, getting my brains fucked out every time I wanted was too great to pass up. In addition, I needed Heather’s special kind of sex, and actually craved it like it was a drug. I needed her close for when the cravings became too much. She would smile at me knowingly and lead me to bed. How could I live without her?



So we decided to move in together. Or rather she decided it. We called a moving company later that day. I packed up her things and she directed me around the house like a construction manager, placing things in boxes and having me carry them out to the rented truck. The following day, she fucked me particularly well, riding me to orgasm before she let me get out of bed. Then we got into the moving truck and drove to our apartment together for the first time.

I have recently joined the ‘twirlies’- pensioners who get on the local buses for free after 9.30 in the mornings. If the bus arrives at my stop at 9.29 I have to ask if I am too early…hence the nickname. The driver who asks for payment is always the loser as I call him a little Hitler and lambast him verbally at the front of the bus for a minute or so until it is freebie time…



This morning I am travelling to my daughter-in –law’s with my plumbing tools at her request wondering why she just hadn’t called a plumber. I guess she wants to keep me busy since my wife died last year. At least Mamie died happy in the knowledge all our kids had married and we had three lovely grandchildren from our two daughters. Our son had been a slow mover and at 30, still single and socialising only with his football mates, I had begun to wonder about his sexual orientation.



Then out of the blue arrived Nicole. She was petite, brunette, brown eyes, great tits and just drop dead gorgeous. My late wife had dug me in the ribs and told me to close my mouth when son Steve had first brought Nicole to meet us. Everyone loved her. She had been orphaned at thirteen by a car crash and raised by a maiden aunt who promptly sent her off to a convent boarding school to finish her education. Nicole was as beautiful on the inside as she was on the outside. She had studied to become a nurse and had treated our Steve after he had broken a few ribs playing soccer. A year later Nicole and Steve were married and everything in the garden was lovely.



Three years on, my wife is at peace and life revolves around my extended family. I stopped driving and use taxis or buses so I could have a few beers without having to worry about alcohol levels too much! My day dreaming was ended as I arrived at my stop.



I got off the bus and walked up the lane to their little cottage and rang the bell. There was no immediate answer so I wandered towards the rear of the building until I heard my daughter in law’s voice calling me back to the front door. To my astonishment Nicole (the epitome of modesty) was wearing a loose white bathrobe and I was not able to avoid looking at her beautiful cleavage and seeing just a hint of a pink bra. . She kissed me on the cheek, took my jacket, made me a cup of tea and asked how I was and then I asked her to show me where the problems were with her washing machine and kitchen sink.



I tackled the machine first and soon unblocked the filter. Job done! Next was the leaky sink. I got down on my knees and soon found where the drip was coming from and had to get right under the steel bowl to tighten the leaking joint. As I did so Nicole said quietly and distinctly ‘Would you consider having sex with me?’ I could not believe my ears, started to get up, cracked my head on the underside of the bowl and knocked myself out.



I came to minutes later with my head cradled in Nicole’s lap on the kitchen floor and found myself looking up at two beautiful breasts almost spilling out of the bra and wondered if I was in paradise. Nicole was in tears thinking I was badly hurt as I had cut my scalp. I soon put her mind at rest by asking for a whisky and dabbing her tears dry with my handkerchief.



I went into the lounge with her, took the scotch, swallowed it in one gulp and then motioned her to sit beside me on the sofa. The bump on my head throbbed a little but the bleeding had ceased. My mind was racing as I took her hand and asked her to repeat what she had said minutes earlier.



‘I think you heard me first time’ Nicole said.’ I am serious and want to know your reaction’.



I said’ You are my son’s wife Nicole- what has gone wrong?



‘Steve and I keep trying for a baby’ she replied ‘three years on and I feel desperate. We applied for fertility treatment but Steve’s sperm count is too low. When we make love Steve suffers from premature ejaculation but you must never let on you know. I do not want just anybody’s sperm and the closest to Steve’s will be yours. Does the idea disgust you- am I so repellent?’



‘Nicole you are the most attractive sexy female I have ever met. Mamie used to give me hell if she caught me even looking your way. I sometimes fantasised about you and what you would be like in bed but that is as far as it went. I am twenty five years your senior. You must realise I have always had great respect for you and Steve. What would he think?’ I replied.



‘Steve must never know’ she said ‘We both want a family and if I get pregnant by you then the child will have all the features and looks Steve will expect and never question the paternity. Are you going to help me?



I paused for a moment and thought about what Mamie would think about this. She was always the one with the cool head. Mamie is saying yes.



‘Is this a no? Nicole asked tearfully as I took so long



‘Mamie says go for it!’ I replied. ‘I always talk to her when I need advice. I feel sure she is up there watching over me. She wonders if I am still up for this sort of thing!’



‘There is only one way to find out’ whispered Nicole undoing her robe. It fell off her shoulders revealing the lacy bra and matching thong and I gasped at her loveliness. She stood up, took my hand and led me towards the bedroom. Sensing that I was a little nervous, Nicole suggested a shower and as I undressed in the bathroom I reflected on the situation. I showered for longer than normal and as I towelled myself Nicole appeared in the doorway.



‘Need any assistance old man? she said smiling. ‘I know this has come as a shock to you whereas I have been working up to this for months- I did not have the courage to ask you till now.’



‘I feel like an oldish car that has been left in the garage a few years Nicole and I need a battery charge. I answered



Nicole looked at my limp penis and smiled. ‘No problem’ she said.



I was led to the bed and as I sat down Nicole knelt before me, removed my towel and put my penis between her lips. Her tongue rolled around the tip and I immediately felt a stirring in my loins and the beginnings of an erection. I leaned over her and undid her bra. Nicole stopped for a moment and said ‘No rules Dad, nothing you say or do will offend me’



At that I cupped both her breasts and began to caress her nipples gently as the blow job continued and I suddenly knew as my cock stiffened that I would cum too quickly. Nicole sensed this too but she carried on sucking despite my warning. She pulled away from me at the last second and I spurted into the towel she had picked up from the floor. I was in ecstasy for a few moments but dismayed at cumming too soon.



Nicole saw my expression and said ‘I know what you are thinking but remember I am a nurse and your semen must have been inside you so long it was most probably dead. I want your next effort inside me.



That will be fine if I can get another erection this year I thought to myself. ‘I can only make love to you in the same way I did with my wife and never twice in one night’ I said.



‘I am OK with that Nicole replied’, slipping off her thong and climbing onto the bed. I slid in beside her and told her to close her eyes. I leaned across her and kissed her right breast and sucked on the nipple which was very hard. Moving to the other breast I did the same but my left hand wandered to her brunette bush and as I stroked it Nicole moaned with pleasure. I kissed each rib one at a time and worked down to her navel which my tongue probed.



My head moved further down and Nicole opened her legs as my tongue parted her labia and found her clitoris. ‘Steve never did this’ she sighed- ‘please keep going’



I had no intention of stopping and was really enjoying myself licking and probing around her clit, making her writhe with pleasure. I moved around into a 69 position so that my flaccid dick was over Nicole’s mouth. She obliged, gently cupping my balls and taking my cock into her mouth again.



Gradually my cock hardened and I began to feel ready for action stations! Nicole murmured ‘Take me soon’ and I gently moved into position feeling her wetness with my fingers and then easing my cock into the entrance of her vagina. As the head slid past the labia Nicole said ‘cum now, don’t tease me’.



‘I am not quite in yet.’ I said but Nicole protested ‘Yes you are’ and wrapped both her legs around my bum as I pushed into her, thinking she was not used to the size of my dick, and then she screamed.



I shall never forget that moment: as she screamed I realised that I had penetrated her hymen and that my son’s wife had been a virgin after three years of marriage. I lay inside her and waited before moving. ‘So sorry that I hurt you Nicole- I will be very gentle from now on’ I said.



Ever so slowly I inched my member to and fro and heard an encouraging soft ‘more’ from Nicole. Gradually I increased momentum and her body responded by pushing upwards against me and the ‘more’ became louder and louder as she shrieked in climax. I felt my balls tighten and then felt her cunny muscles grip my cock as I exploded inside her.



‘Aaaargh! Yes! Yes!’ Nicole gasped. I lay on top of her for several minutes until my erection subsided



‘This has been the best sex I have ever had…thank you so much’ she murmured



I lay beside her, my brain still coming to terms with the mind blowing discovery of the last few minutes.’ Nicole,’ I said quietly,’ this may have been the best sex you have had, but it was also the first real sex you have ever had!’



I felt her body stiffen: she turned towards me and said ‘Don’t joke with me: Steve always tells me how great the sex is.’



‘Nicole’ I replied ‘I would never joke about loving you, but please put your hand where mine is’. My left hand was stroking her pussy and as she reached down I guided hers to her wetness. I pulled her hand into view and let her draw her own conclusions from the blood on her fingers.



As the tears came I hugged her and kissed her neck as she shook with emotion. ‘How can I tell Steve?’ she sobbed. ‘How can this be true –it is not possible. I was a virgin until I married Steve.



‘Nicole you are a nurse – how did you not know you were still a virgin? You must have had sex education at school and during your nursing training ‘



She paused before answering, still finding the facts difficult to take in. ‘Looking back’ she replied ‘sex education at the convent school covered gestation in rabbits, and I am a psychiatric nurse not involved in gynaecology or maternity. I have always avoided internal medical examinations as they are so degrading and uncomfortable. I have regular periods and the medics took that as sufficient sign that all was well in that area.



Finally’ she added, ‘no one ever tells couples how deep the penetration should be and I always assumed Steve was inside me when actually he was only in the entrance hall shooting his load prematurely. Like me he was also a virgin when we married so he had no idea of how far to go’.



For the third time that afternoon I dried her tears. ‘There is no shame attached to this Nicole and this will always be our secret. Steve will never know about today and the next time you have sex with him use a gel lubricant on his penis and he will most likely think that the gel has increased his penetration.



Nicole saw the sense in what I was saying I saw the beginnings of a smile appear. She rolled out of bed, looked at the sheet and said ‘Thank God you mended the washer!’



We showered together which was a first for me and so sexy. Nicole gave me Steve’s bathrobe and told me to fetch a bottle of bubbly from the fridge. She now had a twinkle in her eye again and I wondered what she had in mind!



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When I returned with the champagne and glasses I noticed clean sheets on the bed. Nicole was sitting up in a diaphanous see through negligee that left little to the imagination. I popped the cork and the bottle overflowed before I could pour the first glass. The new sheets got splashed and before I could apologise for my clumsiness Nicole said ‘ I really have something to celebrate and I owe you so much for this afternoon. Lovemaking will be so much better now.



‘You owe me nothing Nicole- I shall remember this day forever. It will be our beautiful secret’. We toasted each other, we toasted Steve and we toasted the wine growers until the bottle was finished. I cuddled my daughter in law for a while and then prepared to put on my boxers.



‘What do you think you’re doing Dad’ she said…’what is your hurry? You have no one waiting for you at home and I have plans for you..my sex education is still not finished ..I want to pop your cork again’



I dropped my shorts and lay on my back beside her again but deep down I thought she was asking for miracles.



‘Take me again’ Nicole purred as she slipped out of her nightwear. She had stood up on the bed and then she lowered herself on top of me. She gave me a champagne kiss on the mouth and then let me kiss her breasts. She worked her way down my body to my flaccid member. Hopeless I thought..as the blow job got under way. She really was an expert- I guess Steve had been the recipient until now.



I fondled her breasts and stroked her neck as my dick slowly responded to her pampering. I reflected how lucky I was to be having the best shag ever and wondered if I could really get a third erection.



Suddenly the doorbell chimed. I went rigid..Steve is home I thought. Nicole read my mind. ‘Steve is away all week at a conference so you can relax! She ignored the chimes and as she went back to work I realised the shock had helped me get a hard on again.



Nicole sat up and I looked up at her lovely body. She leaned over me and told me she was going to do all the work. As I lay on my back she straddled my hips and lowered herself onto my erection. There was obviously no pain as she took my entire length and she began to rise and fall gently as I squeezed her tits. I then reached down and found her clit massaging it with my fingers as she started to moan in ecstasy. I soon brought her to a shuddering climax and she collapsed on top of me. Bliss!



My stiff cock remained inside her and after a while Nicole sat up and beamed at me and started again with a wonderful rocking movement. I pulled her down and rolled her over so that I was on top and I started going for it hammer and tongs. Nicole writhed in my arms and as I pumped into her I still don’t know where I got the energy from but sure enough she shrieked again as she climaxed.



I stayed inside Nicole as we lay entwined for what seemed like hours. I am pretty sure I did not cum during this third session but we were both very happily exhausted. We made a pretty picture as I had one hand on her breast and she caressed my tired member!



Nicole kissed me and thanked me again and again until I told her I would leave if she said thanks once more. I took another shower (a record for me!) and popped my clothes on again.



Nicole had cooked us a casserole so I stayed on till late and missed the last bus. Did I care? Let me put it this way. I didn’t manage to find a taxi and as I walked home it rained but I was on cloud nine and did a Gene Kelly performance on the way.



The following morning the phone rang. It was Nicole..’Don’t tell me I left my toolbag’



Yes she said ‘Dad are you any good with electrics?’

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Bryan had been working at his job for three years when he got the call. He had been expecting it, these last several weeks, and now here it was. He went into the meeting, and there Chris explained what they wanted.



He was to take three other people with him to Detroit to look at a bank, analyze it, pour over the books, and come back and make a recommendation as to whether his company should buy it or not. Cool. He was there. He had been waiting for this opportunity for quite a while.



And, besides: Detroit. There was someone he knew, someone he talked with on the internet, and now he would be able to meet her.



Bryan got to his hotel room, finally. He took a shower and walked around his room naked. He turned on the TV, and switched it to a music channel. He was debating on whether to stay naked or put some clothes on and get something to eat. Or, he mused, I could stay naked and get something to eat. He wondered how far through the lobby and into the hotel restaurant he could get before being stopped. If he brought cash with him, he could bribe his way to a table before—



There was a knock on the door.



He wasn’t expecting anyone. Well, not really. He had chatted with Kim online, through their blogs and eventually, through email. They had threatened to get together when he found he was going to her city, but it was a playful flirtation. Besides, they were both married. And how would she find him anyway?



Another knock. He tried to think. How much information did he give her? He dismissed this as wishful thinking. Probably someone in his company travel group, he thought. He approached the door, looking around for the clothing he would have to grab. “Who is it?”



“It’s me, Kim.”



Holy shit. That was her name, and that was her greeting. He wanted to make sure he handled this right, he wanted to impress her with his intelligence. “Who?”



He heard a sigh from the other side of the door. “It’s Kim. Come on, Bryan. Let me in.”



“Hold on a second.” How dressed should he get? He grabbed his sweatpants out of his open suitcase and pulled them on quickly, grabbed a t-shirt and slipped it on. He opened the door.



There stood this woman he had talked to but never met. She was pretty, and smartly dressed. She looked like she was dressed for a job interview. Reddish-brown hair? He could never tell hair color. Very light makeup, almost a natural look. Older woman? Well, compared to what? She was his age, in her 40′s. Her brown eyes seemed to twinkle, her mouth in a nervous smile. He tried to take in the shape of her body. A little plump, but aren’t we all, he reminded himself. She was shaped nicely, although he imagined that, like most women, she was self-conscious about her body.



All of this in an instant as he opened the door, looked at her, and motioned her in. She quickly stepped in, stood and looked around nervously. “Uhm—are we—are you alone?” She looked up with searching eyes.



He had to make a decision, right then and there. “No, I’m not alone.” Her face dropped, the smile faded, she backed up a step. He stepped up to her, and lifted her chin, looked into her eyes. “You’re here with me.”



She looked at him and smiled, and her entire demeanor changed. He stepped closer, and she dropped her large purse and went into his arms. They kissed. She seemed to melt into him, and her breasts grew warm against his chest as they kissed. A first kiss, the first one, yet filled with passion and knowing. They had known each other for two years, they had just never met. They each moaned as they kissed. Kim’s hands moved down his back to a more comfortable place, on his butt. She held his butt cheeks, squeezed them, she could almost feel them through the thin material of the sweatpants.



Bryan’s hands moved as well. From her face and neck to her back, and down her back to her ass. One hand played from her ass to her side, and his hand was big enough that he was able to keep a hand on her side as his thumb brushed the side of her breast. He moved forward with it, and put his fingers on the top of her breast, right near her nipple, and caressed it.



She shivered and moaned into his mouth as they kissed. Her tongue was warm and wet, and all over in his mouth. Her breath was sweet and hot. Bryan was glad he had just brushed his teeth before she arrived. As her tongue tangled with his, he could feel his cock beginning to grow, and it pressed against her belly. She had had her eyes closed while they were kissing, but upon feeling this, she opened her eyes.



Eventually he did to, to find her looking at him. One of her hands traveled from the back to the front and touched him through his clothes. It sent a shockwave of pleasure through his body, just to be touched.



Kim guided him to the bed, and he began to speak, saying, “I’m so glad you’re here. I don’t know how—”



She cut him off as she directed him to put his back to the bed. “No talking now. We can talk anytime. Now is the time for action.” She grabbed the top of his sweatpants, worked her fingers inside them casually as she added, “I remember what we discussed online, but I think I’m going to start with you. That way—” she pulled his pants down—”that way, you will have time to recuperate.” She added, “You’re going to need it.”



She knelt down and pulled his pants all the way off in one quick movement, then guided him to sit on the edge of the bed. He leaned back. She had been eyeing his cock ever since she pulled his pants down to reveal it. And now she grabbed it. It was not a humongous, porn-size cock, but it was more than adequate. And it was very thick. She could not close her fingers around the base. And right up close, at eye level, it seemed big. The head was smooth and glistening, some pre-cum already dribbling out. It was rock hard.



Each touch, each movement she made with it elicited a moan or a noise of some sort from Bryan. He leaned back, but his head was up, watching her. He wanted to see it. Alright, he wants to see it—



She put her head close and stuck her tongue out, and tongued the head like an ice cream cone. She didn’t bring it into her mouth yet, just tongued it, top side, and edge where the head meets the shaft. She felt his cock quivering and jumping in her hand, throbbing under her tongue. She knew instinctively that he both wanted to cum right away, and wanted it to last. She would make it last. This was a special time for them. She wanted him to never forget how good this was. She wanted to give him the best blowjob he ever had in his life.



She turned her head sideways and ran her open mouth up and down his shaft as she pressed her tongue against it. She did this several times, on all sides, top and bottom. Bryan was moaning louder and louder, too. He alternately watched and bent his head back in ecstasy. He wanted to watch, to see her mouth and tongue at work, but the pleasure was to much for him, and all he could do was lay his head back and writhe in pleasure.



Kim was licking the bottom his cock, and the base where his balls met. Wow, she thought, these are some gigantic nuts! She put her lips on them, and realized she would never get them both in her mouth at the same time. But one at a time she could. She first took one, then the other, gently into her mouth. She knew from experience that these were delicate and vulnerable. She took one into her mouth, hair and all, and gently sucked as she ran her tongue around it. She used her tongue to move it around in her mouth. She did the other next, the same way, and then spread his legs apart slightly and licked the sensitive underside of his balls, the taint.



All of this had been going on for many minutes—Bryan could not keep track of time, and Kim was in no hurry—and all of this time, his cock had still not entered her mouth. He was dying for it, begging for it, but no words would come out. When she raised up from under his nuts, his cock was right there, full, hard, throbbing, jumping, with even more fluid dribbling from the top. She grasped it in her hand and felt it pulse. She put her mouth near it, and gently blew on it, and looked up at Bryan, and waited.



Bryan’s head cleared out of the fog, and realized something was different. He felt the hand on his cock, and the gentle, warm blowing. He raised his head to see that Kim was looking at him, and waiting as she gently blew air at the top of his cock head. She was waiting for him to look. So that he could watch as she slowly licked her lips, wetting them, and then opened her mouth a little bit, and put her lips on his cockhead. Then she pushed her mouth onto it slowly like a Popsicle, letting the cock open her mouth for her. Bryan’s entire body shook, and he moaned loudly. Kim thought he was cumming at first, but nothing came out, and his cock was not doing a spasmodic jump like it did when guys came. He was just enjoying it very, very much. He was in the complete throes of ecstasy.



As she continued to slide her mouth up and down his shaft, she alternated with some head licking, and shaft licking, and then would go back to the full mouth treatment. She would start slow, and then pick up the pace gradually, and pump his cock with her mouth. She could feel the cum rising in him, feel his balls tighten and pull up to his body, and his breathing pattern would change, and he would begin rocking his hips into her mouth.



Then she would back off. She let go completely, pulled her head back and stretched her neck and waited. His cock was straight up and down, and jumping. A tiny drop of fluid seemed to jump off of his head, and landed on her arm. She licked it off. His breathing would return to normal, or at least slow down, and he wasn’t moaning as much, and then she would do the same thing all over again.



It was more pleasure than he could take. Bryan was delirious, moaning and bucking; he couldn’t form a coherent thought. The electricity running through his body was immeasurable. He had never experienced this much of this kind of pleasure. Any blowjob he had experienced in his past was just that: in the past. He remembered his first one, quick and clumsy. But it was still good.



He remembered “training” his previous girlfriend to give head. She was willing, but had no idea how. He would work his shaft with his own hand, while her mouth kept a firm grip on his cock head. Gradually, he got her to use her own hands, and also to slide it deeper into her mouth.



She got pretty good at it. But the important thing was, she was willing to do it and did it often. He could stop by her work in the middle of the day and get a blowjob. Some days she worked alone in the office, and no one was there. She would lock the door, he would pull it out, and she would suck it. He would cum in her mouth, zip up and then leave to go to his job. That night, he would fuck her.



He remembered the ones his wife gave him before they got married, how great they were, and how that well seemed to dry up. He would still get some head on occasion, but never as much as he wanted, and never to completion. Except one time, he got up early on a Saturday morning, the kids were staying over somewhere, and his wife was up already, sitting at the kitchen table, working on a project, He walked around in his underwear, opening cabinets, opening the fridge, looking around.



She said to him, “What are you looking for?”



Then and there it occurred to him. He came over to her, and the bulge in his underwear started to grow. “Just looking for a little action,” he said, and flipped down the front of his underwear. She just looked at him.



“What do you think you’re going to do with that?” she asked.



“Not ‘what I’m going to do with it,’ what you’re going to do with it.” His cock was now staring her in the face. She took hold of it and gingerly placed her lips on it, then just began to suck on it, in a very natural fashion. After just a couple of minutes, the excitement of getting some surprise head right there in the kitchen got to be too much for him, and he unexpectedly (to her) came in her mouth. She quickly jerked her mouth away, and got some cum in her mouth, on her mouth, and from her nose to her chin dripped a thick creamy bead of cum.



Bryan was pretty happy with himself. He had been wanting to cum in her mouth for years—and it had been years since she last allowed this. It felt really good. She stood up, hacking, and said, “What did you do that for?”



As she went to the sink to wash her face and rinse her mouth out, he answered, “Hon, that’s the whole purpose.”



And now he was back again. He floated back and forth through time and space, anchored by his cock in this woman’s talented mouth and hands. Again she stopped right as he was on the brink. He had no idea how much more he could take, and what he would do about it if he couldn’t take it? Cum? Yes. He had no idea how long it had been going on, but a long time, to be sure. By the clock it was almost half an hour. Kim had stalled again, and was giving her neck a break, turning her head, popping it, stretching it. She shook out her hands. He was lying there with his cock hopping and throbbing, wishing for release. The entire head and shaft were glistening wet from her mouth.



Bryan felt at once like he had come, and also like he still very much needed to. He was ready to grab it with his hands and finish it. He just wanted to come now. His arms jerked at his sides and raised, then dropped back down.



Kim said to him from between his legs, “Are you ready now? Are you ready to cum? I want you to cum in my mouth. I want you to shoot the biggest load you’ve ever shot, straight down my throat. Are you ready?”



Bryan just looked at her with a delirious look on his face. He thought he smiled, he thought he said yes, but in fact he said nothing, just looked at her. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes.’”



While he lay there with his head back, she reached into her purse and pulled out a small dildo. She stuck it in her mouth and got it wet without Bryan seeing it. This, she thought, is going to do more than put him over the edge. This will throw him over. And then I’ll have him right where I want him.



She had the little dildo lubricated with her own saliva, and then, as she engulfed his cock in her mouth, with one smooth motion she pushed it firmly into his ass. He went from moaning with pleasure to yelping in surprise. “Oh—Hey! Hey! What the—Hey! What are you doing? Hey!”



She smacked her lips as she released his cock for a second and said, “Relax and enjoy it. And shut up and concentrate on filling my mouth with cum.”



And he did, as well as he could. He still couldn’t believe all the pleasure he was experiencing from her mouth, but this new sensation in his ass puzzled him. His approaching orgasm made him tense his legs and butt, and when he did, he could feel his ass squeezing it. It felt . . . Good.



He decided to enjoy it. He trusted Kim, and would let her do anything she wanted, and he knew she was doing this for him. She occasionally pushed or pulled on the dildo as she sucked his cock, or lifted it up and down. But mostly she paid attention to the sucking, as her hands were around the base of his cock and also his nuts.



She was still amazed at how large his nuts were, and even when they were pulled up to him and tight, they were big. She held them and rubbed them as she went up and down on his cock, now with an increasing pace.



Bryan spread his legs out, it just felt more natural that way, and gave Kim more room between his legs. She was bent over, lying on one leg now for support, as she continued to go up and down his shaft. Her hand was gripped around the base, squeezing and, her other hand was slowly kneading his balls.



He could feel the sensation rise in him, like it had twice before already when she had stopped. But now she didn’t stop. She had increased the speed of her head moving up and down earlier, and now, now that it was close, she was careful not to increase it any more, but kept it at this steady pace. The pressure mounted within him and just built and built. He could feel the waves begin to flow over him, slowly, like no other orgasm he had ever had. Suddenly, finally, he had reached the point of no return, and his legs began to thrash and his hips bucked up and back, and his head went from side to side. His moaning became louder, more of a scream. He held onto the headboard and his toes curled as if reaching for something to wrap around.



With Kim’s mouth firmly attached to his cock, she struggled to keep hold of him, and as wave after wave of ultimate pleasure and release rolled over him, his cock released its prize: wave after wave of cum squirted with (what felt like to him) tremendous force and pressure. He bucked a few times and it pushed his cock deep into her throat. Cum filled Kim’s mouth, and she began to swallow it hungrily, even as drops of it dripped out the side of her mouth. She still had her lips around his cock, and was licking it like a melting ice cream, anxious to catch every drop. Some of it had shot straight to the back of her throat, but she had been ready for it, and swallowed it.



Bryan was still in the throes of orgasm, thrashing had calmed down a bit, but he was still bucking and yelling. The yell quieted to a loud moan and continued. Since Kim still had her mouth on him, and he was still hard, she continued to suck as she had before, except more gently, and concentrating on licking up all of the cum. She noticed that his balls had started to relax, and relaxed her grip on them, but still gently massaged them. She licked the sides of his shaft just as she had in the beginning, and then attached her mouth to his head and kept it there while she gently licked it with her tongue and sucked every drop of cum from him. She used her hand to squeeze upward on his shaft like a tube of toothpaste, forcing every last bit to come out.



She marveled at the fact that he seemed to still be coming. It had been a couple of minutes now since he had first started to squirt cum down her throat, and here he was, still moaning and thrashing and delirious with ecstasy.



She decided to help him along.



She grabbed the little dildo that was in his ass and pumped it in and out of him a little bit. Each movement brought new noise from him. And, she noticed, more cum started dripping out of him. She continued to do this, pumping the dildo and sucking his cock, for several minutes as he felt the final waves of his orgasm finally ebb. His legs relaxed, his butt relaxed, he fell back onto the bed, to the extent that he had been levitating. His cock, which had been so hard and throbbing for all of this time, finally relaxed and turned soft, and Kim let it slip out of her mouth and flop onto his belly.



He was moaning softly, and breathing heavily, still not a part of this world yet. She rolled to the edge of the bed and stood up, and deftly removed the dildo from his ass and walked to the bathroom.



He was going to be incapacitated for a little while, she thought. Might as well let him enjoy it, she thought. She wanted to take a shower, anyway, before he did anything to her. From what they had discussed online, she was in for a treat. .. She hoped. Plus, after what she just did for him? He better be good. He better be damn good.



As she was in the shower, she thought about all the conversations they had had online in the last two years. He could make her wet with a single sentence. She was washing herself off, and her hand wandered to her pussy. It was ready. She played with it a little as she thought about all the times she had masturbated thinking about him. She heaved a sigh as she realized that was the closest thing to real sex she had had in several years. How many? Three? And when was the last time she had it good?



She couldn’t remember. But doing herself and thinking about him was better than any she ever had with her husband, the fucker. She stopped fingering herself, thinking, I don’t want to cum now—I want Bryan to make it happen. For real, this time. I want to feel his tongue on me and in me, I want him to suck my clit, I want him to fuck me, I want him to make me scream!

She was wet, inside and out. She toweled off when she got out of the shower. The dildo was now clean, too, sitting by the sink. She walked out into the room naked. Bryan’s eyes were closed, he was breathing slowly. Sleeping. Hmmmf. Well, after that, I guess that’s fair, she thought. She walked around the hotel room. The lights were all on. In typical hotel fashion, the shades were completely drawn. The TV was on, just playing music, with some generic public service screen on. She walked around and shut the lights off, leaving the TV on. She left the bathroom light on, around the corner, but closed the door somewhat, bathing the room in dimness about the level of candlelight. Thusly prepared, she went to the bed and sat next to him, put her hand on his chest.



Bryan’s eyes slowly opened. He looked at her and smiled. “Musta dozed off there—wow. Oh. You took a shower? How long was I asleep?”



“About half an hour.”



“Oh, Kim, I am so sorry. I guess—I guess you just completely—completely—took it out of me.”



“Don’t worry about it.” She smiled at him, sexy. “It was exactly what I planned to do. I wanted to take a shower. I did this morning, but I should have before I came over here.”



He pulled her on top of him and kissed her. “And I want to hear about how you found me right after I got here, but I have something important to take care of now.”



“Oh? What?”



“You.” He kissed her again, long. Then he kissed her neck and her ear. “I need you to lay back and hold still, okay?” She just looked at him, and he rolled her over onto her back. He was to her side. “What you did for me—was the most amazing thing I have ever, ever felt. I just hope I can do half of what you did to me.”



While he spoke, he lightly caressed her body, her legs, and back to her breasts, to her nipples. She was already tingling in anticipation, and beginning to breathe heavy. “I think you can,” she whispered in a husky voice.



He moved down to between her legs and positioned himself. This was where he liked to be. He could see her face, head raised up on a pillow, and she was watching him, partially biting her lip. From this vantage point, her breasts were on either side of her face, the weight of them pulling them to the side. Her soft tummy, her waist, and her legs, which almost straddled him. She smelled good. He loved the clean smell of a recent shower. But he could still smell her natural fragrance. And finally, the target. The pussy. As she had promised, no hair. It looked delicate and smooth, and tasty. He breathed in, taking in the scent of her pussy. He loved the smell of it, the anticipation. Up close he could see the pores of her skin. Her lips just barely peeked out of the crack. It seemed as though they came out just for him, to find him. With no hair, he could see her crack lead down to where it stopped, a brief pause, and then the crack of her ass. He was going to lick it all. He slowly put his face to her pussy and looked at it. He looked up over it to see her, watching. While he made eye contact with her, he slowly stuck out his tongue and touched it, near the top. Near the clit. Her entire body shivered, but she kept her eyes on him.



He stuck his tongue out again, and this time licked the crack from bottom to top, very gently. When he looked up this time, her head was back and all he could see was her chin. Good. He proceeded to lick. He loved the look and feel of this hairless pussy. Normally, as a habit, he closed his eyes. But he wanted to see this one. He wanted to get the full experience. It was sweet and fresh, and when the lips opened up for him, a beautiful pink color. He licked the bottom, close to her ass, and worked his way up. He stuck his tongue to the outside of the lips, between the opening and the lips. He worked his way up, and got to the clit area. He gingerly stuck his tongue out to touch it, then pressed his tongue against it harder, then did it lightly again. He alternated pressure for a minute, then just gave it light pressure. Then he took the clit into his mouth, between his lips, and sucked on it, and while he did that, he rubbed it with his tongue.



Kim was going wild. At first she inhaled sharply in surprise, at the first tongue touch. She watched him. She couldn’t much, but she could see his eyes, and they were intently interested in what he was doing. Then he looked up. And put his tongue to her. She felt a shiver run the course of her body, starting in her pussy. She felt a wetness grow there immediately. God, it had been so long!



Then he began licking from the bottom of her pussy to the top. When he did that, she thought, Oh yes, this is going to be sooo good. She knew she could cum multiple times, but she wondered if she could handle it. She put her head back and also put a hand on his head. It was good to feel the rhythm of what he was doing. In a way, it was like masturbating when she had her hand there.



Except this was so much better.



This was real, he was really eating her. She loved the open, naked feeling of having her legs open, and having a man’s head between her legs. It was so wonderful that they were able to get together. She was glad now that she did him first, because she is going to want to jump on his cock when he is done eating her. But not now. Not yet. I want more of this.



He was getting a rhythm going on her clit. She was aware of a sensation of a wave of pleasure spreading over her in what seemed like a diagonal. She realized that he had his head turned and was licking her clit side to side. The constant stimulation made her start to climb a bit, and she started gently rocking her hips into his face. Her hands still on his head began to rub and caress his head, and they held it loosely so his bobbing head would move between them.



Suddenly she gasped, and went “Oh-ooh..oh.” She began to moan softly as he worked solidly, consistently. He tried very hard not to apply too much pressure. It was making her climb, driving her toward cumming. Her grip on his head started to firm up, and she started pushing his face a little harder into her pussy. She rocked her hips more, and it was in time with her hands pushing his head. She started to cum. He hips stiffened, then pushed against his face, and her hands pushed his head. He was buried in sweet, cumming pussy. He could hear her start to get louder, and call his name. Finally, she relaxed a bit. He continued to lick.



She said, “oh—oh no—I don’t know if I can take any more—oh—oh—stop—oh—” Her hands tried futilely to push his head back, but they didn’t have the strength or determination that her hands had earlier, when they were shoving his face into it. “Oh,–oh, stop for a minute and let me—let me catch my breath—Oh, Bryan. It’s been so long, I – I’ve forgotten how good it is.”



He was still down there, in front of her pussy, waiting. He kissed her inner thigh, then the other one. He licked the meat between her leg and her pussy—very close. And then he saw her ass, just below her pussy. Kim’s legs were now up and bent, but her feet were still on the bed. He kissed downward, avoiding the pussy, and headed for her butt. He pushed on the back of her legs, upward, to raise them up and raise her pussy up, and expose her ass even more.



He licked from the top of her pussy, to the bottom of her pussy, to the taint below her pussy, to her butt hole, to just past it, and back again. He could hear her protest mildly, but she had since turned to Jell-O. He licked from her pussy to her asshole and back to her pussy again and again. She had a rhythm going too. “Ah-ah—ooooh. Ooh, ooh, Hey. Oh.” Repeat.



He liked how sensitive her butt hole was, and every time he went over it, she made a noise. Then he put her legs down, and concentrated on her pussy once more. With one orgasm under her belt, she was more relaxed, and much easier to please, and came again quickly. This time, he sucked hard on her clit while sticking his middle finger in her pussy. She bucked and moaned and screamed, and her pussy squeezed his finger as he slid it in and out of her. She finally had to push his head away, and as she did, saw him take his finger that had been inside her and lick it slowly. This made her ready again.



Only this time, she wanted to do something different. “Bryan.”



“Yes?”



“Can I sit on your face?”



He smiled very big. “Of course you can. That is what I have dreamed of!” She sat up, and he pulled himself up on the bed and rolled over. His dick was hard again.



She grabbed hold of his cock and gave it a quick suckle. She said, “Which way do you want me?”



“Any way you want to go. I just want it. Right here, in my face.”



She climbed over him, straddled his face, facing the top of his head. She slowly sidled down onto his face, and his tongue was waiting. She held onto the headboard to keep herself up on him, and just pushed down slightly, until she could feel him. She said as she moved into position, “Bryan, I have dreamed of this, too.”



“More!” she heard him say in a muffled voice.



Okay. She spread her legs apart more and squatted down on him, which had the added effect of opening her pussy up for him. He tongued it hungrily, breathing heavily through his nose. His hands grabbed her by the ass so he could control how close she was, so he didn’t have to strain his neck, but also allowed him to breathe.



Kim arched her back and tilted her head back, which moved her pussy up. His tongue was now in line with the bottom of her pussy, and he stuck his tongue into her as far as he could, and licked her inside. He took a breath, and did it again and again.



Kim was completely out of her mind in sexual pleasure. She had never had this feeling, in this position before, and it felt new and completely different, and she felt open and free and —



And she was coming again. This time it was different. She was already pushed down as far as she could go, so she grabbed the back of Bryan’s head and pulled it up into her. His tongue drove even deeper into her. He was having trouble breathing, but he knew when to catch breath when he could. He timed it with her rocking. As she was in the middle of an orgasmic spasm, Bryan managed to lick her from top to bottom, and then stick his tongue in her butt. She moaned loudly. She kept hold of his head and just rocked and rocked against his face. Her pussy was completely all over his face. She started yelling, “Oh my God! Oh my God!” Over and over again, and her voice became a shrill “OH! OOOOH! OOOOOOOH!” as she continued to cum. The new wetness and heat her pussy created and put over his face was intoxicating.



Finally, she stopped moving. So did Bryan. She sighed heavily, and lifted off of him to one side. She turned to face him and smile.



“Oh, my God, Bryan. That was fantastic. I didn’t think I could handle that much. But I did. Wow.”



He smiled up at her. “We’re not done yet.”



“Oh–?” she said, with expectant eyes. “Are you going to fuck me?”



“Yes I am. But not yet,” Bryan said. “Roll over on your stomach first.” She did. He hovered over her. “I just want you to lay here and relax. Totally relax. Because I want to touch and caress and kiss every inch of your body.”



“Oooooh. Okay.”



Bryan started at the base of her neck and rubbed his fingers lightly over it, and all up and down her back, and up and down her sides, and under her arms. Then he kissed everywhere he touched, lightly with his lips. He kissed up and down her back, stopping at the base of back, just above her ass. Every new spot he kissed earned him an “ooh,” or another moan from Kim. She left it totally in his hands to do what ever he wanted. He then took one arm and then the other, and kissed the back of it, after running his fingertips up and down them, which produced goose bumps on her skin.



He then when down to her feet, and worked his way up. He kissed the bottom of her feet, which tickled her, and then the sides and her ankles, which made he moan more and excited her more than she thought it would. Even with the ebb of her previous orgasms fading away, she felt herself getting excited again, fresh and new.



Bryan then moved up the back of her legs and calves, and the back of her knees, which were all very sensitive areas, and she moaned and rocked her legs a bit, and felt her pussy getting wet once more in anticipation. Then Bryan worked his way up the back of her legs to her thighs and her ass. He got between her and pushed her legs apart with no resistance. He kissed what he could reach of the inside of her thighs, and then moved to her butt cheeks and kissed them both, all over, gradually moving to the inside. Bryan’s cock was very hard, and had been for some time, and he wanted very badly to fuck her, fuck her now. But he knew, he just knew, that he would get his. He would get his again, actually. That was the most fantastic blowjob he had ever experienced. Hell, it was the most fantastic anything he had ever experienced. He was so glad, and that left him relaxed enough to pay proper attention to her. He wanted to make her feel the way she had done for him, and he wasn’t there yet.



But he was also enjoying himself. He didn’t know for sure how women felt about giving oral sex, but he absolutely loved it. He knew that it would get him what he wanted, for one thing, but he just enjoyed the actual act of doing it. He enjoyed being up to his eyebrows in pussy. He enjoyed making a woman cum with his mouth. He loved it.



He was now behind her, bent over her, at the crack of her ass with her legs spread apart. He ran his tongue down the crack of her ass. He said, “I need you to turn over now. But before you do, just get up on your knees first.”



She stirred slightly, then used her arms to push up on her hands and knees. Bryan was right there, and kissed the inside of her ass cheeks and licked her ass. He was able to reach the bottom of her pussy a little bit, which elicited a shiver, and then inside of her thighs again. Then he stuck his tongue in her asshole.



She jumped forward. “Hey! Um, enough of that.” She turned over. He grabbed a hand, started to rub it and then kiss it. Between kisses, he said, “You can shove a dildo up my ass, but I can’t lick yours?”



She said, “I just—that’s a delicate area. I don’t– “



“Well, you should be prepared, because I have stuck my dick in one of three holes so far, and I would really like to give you the full tour. And that would be all three, including your butt.”



“Ha! You think so, huh?” She considered it. “You’d have to get me pretty drunk to do that,” and laughed.



Bryan answered thoughtfully, “Well, that can be arranged. We should take a break and go out later. It’ll be fun. Dinner, drinking, maybe some dancing—”



“And then we’ll come back here and you can fuck me in the ass?”



“Absolutely.”



“I guess that sounds like a plan. . . .” She was now on her back, with her legs on either side of him.



“But we’re not done here yet,” he told her.



She laid back and relaxed as Bryan kissed the front of her neck, and her face, getting giggles when he kissed her eyes and her nose. He then went to her breasts. He caressed them all over and held them, and then began to kiss one, working his way in the middle to the nipple. He kissed the nipple and then began sucking on it, getting a moan from Kim as her nipple became more erect in his mouth. He tongued it and sucked on it, then moved to the other one and did the same. He then rubbed her belly lightly, and kissed it in several places.



He moved down to her legs, and did the tops just like he had done the back. All the while he was kissing one spot, he would run his fingers deftly over another, just one step above a tickle. He kissed the top of her feet, and her toes, and moved up to the ankles, and then the knees. He was again between her legs, this time with her facing him, as he kissed the top of her thighs, then went inside a little, then a little more, and a little more. He kissed all the way up, up to her hip, and stopped, so he wasn’t near her pussy, but his forehead and eyebrows would occasionally brush against it. She was now in complete anticipation of when he would touch her pussy again. She bucked slightly, and pushed her hips towards him, hoping to get his attention with it.



He was done with her legs and inner thighs, and now kissed the area between her crack and her belly button. Since he knew that now she was finally waiting for it, he grazed her pussy with his nose as he raised his head up to that area. She let out a soft yelp; the touch had electrified her. He kissed that area, and traced a line down to her hairless pussy with his tongue, stopping just above it, and licked from side to side, avoiding it. He smiled to himself, thinking about the pleasure he was about to give her. It made him happy, and he really wanted her to come like she never had before. As he licked above the honey spot, his chin brushed against it once or twice. He licked down either side of it, not touching it. Slowly, her hands came up and put them on his head, and pushed to make him go in the right direction.



He resisted. He looked up at her. “Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want to do.” Every couple of words he licked closer and closer. He was right on the edge of her pussy lips.



“Oh–eat me.”



“Is that what you want? Tell me what you want.” He was teasing her, driving her wild without touching her pussy.



“Oh, Bryan! Oh, eat me, eat me out! Make me cum! I want to cum on your face, I want you to make me scream! Oh, baby, eat my pussy!”



With that she grabbed his head and shoved it to her pussy. He was ready, mouth open, tongue out. He grabbed her clit with his lips and pulled it into his mouth and sucked on it, while he stuck his tongue out to lick her pussy right at the base of the clit. He moved his mouth up and down, and side to side. He was achieving a circular motion, and then he reversed it, going clockwise to counter-clockwise, and back again. He concentrated on not applying too much pressure as he sucked her clit and sucked up her juices.



She was cumming immediately as he applied his mouth. This is what he wanted. He wanted her to be completely out of control with pleasure, out of her mind and just quivering and grinding her hips against him as her moans became one long, unstopping moan.



He was going to keep her going, keep her climbing, keep her cumming. Her moaning gradually became a yell, and her arms flailed as if reaching for something, anything, to hold onto. Kim’s entire body was quivering and shaking, and she was out of this world with exquisite, perfect pleasure. Her anchor to this world was Bryan’s mouth, with his lips sucking on her clit as though it was the only thing that existed.



Kim would scream, and then pant, and then scream again. In between she would moan. She thrashed about, and opened her legs wider, trying to drive Bryan’s mouth, or his whole head, inside her. When he finally got her screaming at the top of her lungs, he slowly let off. Her screaming subsided, turned into a heavy pant, and her head went from side to side as she moaned his name. “Bryan-Bryan–Bryan-Bryan—oooh, oh—oh-Bryan-Bryan– Bryan-Bryan—oh—hmmm. Aaahhh.”



This was the perfect time. She just peaked, peaked a lot, peaked hard, and was still up there but coming back down from the intense pleasure. She still had no contact with this world. She felt like she was floating in space. Bryan got up on his knees between her legs. Her eyes were still closed, her head rocking back and forth. He was over her now. His nuts moved, growing and shrinking like a diaphragm, like they were breathing, in anticipation. His cock completely rock hard and jutting straight out from his body. His cock head was throbbing, pulsing, seeking. It sensed her pussy, now inches away, and it was ready. His cock darkened as even more blood flowed to it. Bryan felt as if he could hammer nails into concrete with it.

Hammer? He was about to hammer with it.



Bryan moved closer, and took Kim’s legs and moved them slightly up and into position. Her eyes were still closed, she was still cumming, only vaguely aware of him, or anything. She opened her eyes just in time to see him over her, on top her, and ready to shove his cock inside her. Before she was even aware of what was happening, he thrust it in slowly, but with force, all the way to the hilt. It slid in easily. Her pussy became tight as he put it in, and it was incredibly wet. There was practically no friction, but there was the heat from her body.



Kim looked him in the eyes and they went wide as she gasped loudly, her mouth forming an “O” as she made the sound throatily, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Her orgasm had not completely subsided, and now she quickly climbed back into the land of complete and total pleasure, and she stayed there for a long, long time.



She thrashed and bucked against Bryan as he thrust his cock deep into her cunt. Her clit slid moistly back and forth across the top of it, and his cock applied a steady pressure to it. Meanwhile, his head and shaft relentlessly drove in and out, in and out. He was on his knees on top of her, so he had plenty of staying power, and the ability to apply pressure upwards, towards the top of her pussy, and she responded by quaking downward onto it with her hips with such uncontrollable force that only because he was so hard was he able to stay in her and continue to fuck her.



Bryan had been going slow and steady, and at the top of each thrust, added a little push. He felt like he was hitting bottom, hitting the very top of her pussy, feeling it on the top of the head of his dick. And then he would pull almost all of the way out, till it was just his cockhead inside her, and shove it in again, like a piston.



Every so often he would pull it completely out, and poke at the outside of her cunt lips with it, and then slowly put it in again. It felt just like he was entering it for the first time again. Each move he made, and each new move elicited more noise from Kim. He finally had to stop momentarily, feeling that he was getting close. He rubbed it against the outside of her pussy, against her clit, and up and down.



Finally, when he stuck it back inside her, he only put it halfway in. Then he started pumping quickly this time, halfway in every time, very fast. Her moaning voice vibrated like she was going down a bumpy road, and then the scream that it turned into did the same. When she was screaming loudly, he paused for a brief second, and then shoved it hard, all the way in.



Kim completely lost control of her body. She was screaming with a hoarse moan now, her hands searching for a place to go. They found his arms and her fingers dug in tightly. Bryan had been concentrating on her pleasure, and it had paid off. It allowed him to hold off from cumming long enough to give her pleasure. He was so happy. He felt a sense of relief. He really wanted to make this the best possible fuck for her. For him? It certainly was the best. There was no question.



As he fucked her at medium speed, he thought about how close he had gotten to her on the internet. The friendship, the flirting, the talking dirty. Talking about fantasies that he would never have discussed with anyone one else, even his wife. Or especially. She let him open up, talk about all of it, encouraged him. He had never even said the word “cum” in front of his wife.



He had talked dirty to Kim, and she had talked even dirtier back to him, opening up new avenues of pleasure. He enjoyed masturbating thinking about her as much as he enjoyed real sex.



–Even though it left him with a hole inside, because it was only fantasy, and he couldn’t touch her. And now here he was, and it was real. It was a dream come true, really. He hoped she felt the same way. He was so happy he was able to give her this pleasure. And what she had done for him—that was one fantastic blowjob! And now he was fucking her, fucking her good and hard.



Or were they making love?



He could easily fall in love with her. In fact, he probably had already. When he had cum in her mouth was probably the exact point in time, although it had been building these past few years.



But just sex—just sex would not be this good. He had had “just sex” before, a quickie, or a woman he liked but didn’t know well. Of course it’s always good. But this was special. They had a real connection. When he thought about it, they had actually had an old-fashioned courtship—with dirty talk—before they became intimate. It solidified their relationship. It certainly solidified his cock. It felt bigger, thicker, and harder than it ever had in his life.



He looked down at Kim’s face, in the absolute throes of pleasure. She had been in a constant state of orgasm for a long time now. Her eyes were closed, she was moaning, and she seemed to be smiling.



She was beautiful.



It was time. He adjusted himself to get off of knees and onto his toes, and his thrust and position was different, and the pressure was different. His tempo changed, and Kim responded in kind. She raised her legs up higher, her knees bent, and she managed to take notice and look at him.



She grabbed his arms again, and put her legs around his ass. In between her moans, she bit her lip and said breathily, “Fuck me, fuck me hard, Bryan. Oh, Bryan. Oh, fill me with your cock. Oh. . . . Oh! Oh, fill me with cum! Oh! Oh! Fill me, baby! Fuck me! Yes! Oh, yes!”



She was talking dirty to him, but there was love and passion in her voice. There was a closeness between them, an expectation that whatever she said, whatever she did, he would accept it, relish it, love it, and respond to it. And it was true. They had already been past the discovery, and they knew each other. Now they were old lovers, for the first time.



Bryan’s entire body was stiff, just like his cock, and he fucked Kim with his whole body, moving in and out of her. She was squirming and bucking her hips in slow rhythm, and she could feel his cock bulge bigger inside her. His nuts had been banging against her ass, and they were wet with the juices from her pussy.



He could feel the sensation of orgasm rising inside of him. He could feel the walls of her pussy caressing his cock. He was about to come, he could feel it. Kim could feel it too, and she looked at him and held him, and watched him. She had gotten off so much, she wanted him to really enjoy this fuck. She managed to pay attention to his thrusts, and timed her hip movement to his, to meet him, meet his cock, and she squeezed her pussy around his cock. He felt this tightening, and it made his cock feel even better. He imagined being inside his cock, and sliding in and out of her pussy. If he could, he would eat her at the same time that he fucked her. He would have to settle for squirting his load inside her.



He wanted to come, but a part of him didn’t, because then it would end. This was the best sex, the best experience in his life, and he wanted it to last.



Forever.



He looked down at Kim, who was looking intently at him while they fucked. They moved together, they moved as one. It felt so good, to be inside her, to have him inside her, to be this close. He moved his head closer to hers, and she did the same, and they kissed. They locked lips together, their tongues intertwined, hot and wet, passing saliva back and forth, exploring each others’ mouths, saying with a deep, passionate kiss what no words could say. Kim’s entire body shuddered and quaked at the same time that Bryan’s completely stiffened, and yet he managed to keep thrusting as he exploded. They kept their lips locked to each other as they moaned loudly and almost screamed into each other’s mouths as they came. Bryan shot a load hard and deep into her, and her body responded by releasing even more fluid, more wetness, and more heat. Their tongues intertwined, their bodies connected, their fluids were mixed. They managed to look each other in the eyes, although they started to roll back.



Bryan was having trouble thrusting and stiffened up, so Kim’s legs around his ass pulled him in. He arched his back, trying to put more of his cock inside her. Her legs spread wide, taking every last bit of it in. They had since released their kiss, and were now moaning audibly.



Kim felt the cock inside her pulsing, expanding and shrinking, and quivering slightly. She felt the head inside her, touching the very bottom of her pussy. She felt the shaft as it slid against her wet walls. She felt his nuts, now wet, against her ass cheeks. She was starting to come back to Earth now, as she watched Bryan, who had stopped moving, frozen above her and in her. A drop of drool came out of his mouth and landed on her chest. He quivered again, in finality.



She could feel his cock now start to soften, and he started to get off of her. She grabbed him with her legs and said, “No—Stay like this. Just—stay.” They kissed again, slowly, softly, tenderly, for several minutes.



His cock paid attention to this, and stopped softening. It gradually started to get hard again. Not as hard as it was, and not as big, but enough to stay hard inside her. Instinctively, automatically, he moved his hips against hers, and she did the same.



He couldn’t believe he could be hard again. But there was no pressure here to perform, it was just a very natural thing. They were making out, kissing, fondling, and touching, slowly, while they very casually fucked. Instead of moaning and groaning, each slow, deliberate thrust he made inside her earned a deep, satisfied sigh.



Kim finally said to him, “Why don’t you take a break, and lay on your back?”



“Okay.” He kissed her once more, then pulled off and out of her. Then he turned and lay on his back, with a pillow under his head. Hands behind his back, he relaxed. Kim just lay there for a moment before getting up. She got to her knees. A small amount of cum was starting to drip out of her cunt. She noticed Bryan’s cock, glistening with wetness, some cum dripping down the side. His cock was still hard, but lying down. She grabbed it with her hand as she put a leg over him to straddle him. She stroked the wet thing a bit, and positioned it under her pussy. She had one hand on his chest for balance. Kim slid the head of his cock to her hole and then slowly sat down on it, legs wide around him. Bryan was watching the entire time, enjoying the view of her hairless pussy taking in his cock and sliding down onto it, like it was eating it. When she came to rest sitting on him, she adjusted herself and his cock. His legs were together, and she could feel his nuts behind her. She reached around behind her to touch them, and used her wet hand, the one with cum on it. Then she leaned forward to dangle her tits in his face, and put both hands on his chest.



She began to ride him. She was leaned forward, so it was easy to rise off of him and go back down. Bryan loved this sensation. It was similar to a blowjob. He wasn’t moving, the pussy was moving, taking him in. She was still very wet, and it slid off and on easily. He used this chance to grab her tits and put them in his face, and alternate licking them. Kim was making long, deliberate thrusts, and he felt even more like he was hitting the bottom.



And he was. This is what Kim wanted to do. On top, she could position herself and her cunt to get the right angle of attack, and go as deep as possible inside her. She was able to maintain a constant, steady rate of pumping action, hit the bottom, and go back up. Being on top created a completely different sensation her as well. Much like the blowjob, she was in control. She was in charge. She was doing the fucking. Bryan liked the difference of being in the passive, receiving end of the fuck. The difference was, instead of him fucking for his pleasure, and the woman getting some pleasure from it, she was fucking him, for her pleasure. But he was still getting pleasure from it.



He thought back to the blowjob earlier—how long ago was it? It seemed like days. He had no idea what time it was. It must have been hours. It was early afternoon when she first came over. It might be evening by now.



He hadn’t fucked this much in one day in twenty years. Being with someone new, someone different was a big part of it. But this excitement between them had been building for two years. There was no foreplay, no need for build-up; they had had that already.



He looked at her tits as he licked them, and sucked on them. They were big enough to fuck, that’s for sure. That’s a good size. He alternated sucking each nipple while he played with the opposite one. It was hard to tell how sensitive they were, or how much she liked it. She seemed to be focused on the cock she was sliding up and down on. But she did push her tits at him, and turned each way to help him alternate. The nipples were big, and they were sticking out, which made them easy to suck on.



Soon she stopped sliding up and down, and just sat and ground into his cock and groin. She moved in a circular motion, then back and forth, rocking her hips, then circular again. She kept doing it this way, then raised up again for some deep thrusts, and then was down again grinding her pussy onto him. Suddenly, he felt a warm wetness engulf his cock, and her hands gripped the side of his chest. She ground harder into him, really fucking him, and he looked right at her as she moaned loudly. She was cumming. She was fucking him, using his dick, and cumming. She rocked harder against him, in rhythm. At the forward position of each rock, she would stall briefly, then move back and forward and stall again. Her neck loosened up and bobbed as she moved. The moan turned into an “Oooh—ooooh —oooh! Oh! Ohhhh! Oh! Oooh! Oooh—ooooh!”



The new wetness allowed her to slide up and down on him faster. He was being pumped. She was in control, and pumping him. He thrust his hips forward to meet her and every down stroke, but she was doing most of it. She had used him to cum, and now she was going to make him cum. Again.



Bryan felt no control over it as the pumping done to him and the pleasure was given to him. He felt the sensation rise in his loins, his groin, in his stomach, in his brain, in his cock. He started to come. He felt something come out of his cock, but was unsure if there was anything left. He started to moan, then pant, then scream a little. When he does the fucking, he can slow down when it gets to be too much for him to handle. But she kept up the same steady pace.



Bryan started thrashing back and forth. It was more than he could handle. He wanted her to slow down, he wanted her to stop, he wanted her to keep going. She kept going. His cock was throbbing inside of her, getting too much sensory information, too much contact. He wanted to pull it out, or pass out. He tried futilely to push her hips and make them stop moving. It was too much for him. He was almost in tears. He was saying, “Oh, my God, stop! Too much! Too much! Oh, God!”



It just made her thrust more. She finished, too. She finally slowed down, and Bryan was practically whimpering and laughing, because he didn’t know what else do to. She moved very slowly, then finally stopped, at the bottom, still astride him, his cock inside her. It leapt and throbbed in spasms, and then softened up very quickly, but she stayed on it. She looked down on him triumphantly. His head fell back, eyes closed. He swallowed hard; seeking moisture for his mouth, which was dry from screaming.



Kim slowly rose off of him, enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding out of her, used, spent, soft. She caught a glimpse of the TV, with the time, as she lay down beside him and went to sleep.



The sleep after sex is the best sleep of all. Men know this; women on occasion will experience this as well. All frustration, all tension, is completely gone. It is the most relaxing sleep there is. Bryan imagined he was laying in the grass near a stream on a cloudless, perfect day. Puppies and kittens floated in the sky. Perhaps he was dreaming.



A little over an hour they slept, but it felt longer. Bryan awoke first, feeling really, really good. Kim lay next to him, facing away on her side. He got up and saw the time, realized he was hungry. He got up and went to the bathroom. When he came back, she was beginning to stir. He sat next to her on the bed, leaned down and kissed her. She groaned happily, a wake-up noise, and put an arm on him.



“What do you want to do now?” he asked.



“You mean position-wise, or props, or what?” she asked innocently.



Bryan poked her in the side, where she was ticklish right now. “No, silly. Well, maybe. But not now. I mean, the other part of our plan. Go get something to eat, get something to drink—come back here. . . . “



“Oh. That’s right. And then you’re going to fuck me in the ass.”



He said, “See, I wish you wouldn’t put it like that. It means more to me than that. I was going to make love to you –”



“–In the ass—” she interrupted.



“–Really hard,” Bryan finished, then playfully smacked her on her exposed ass. “But first things first. You know this area. Pick a place. Someplace you’ve never been either, if you want.”



She sat up. “Hmmm. . . Give me a minute to think of something.”



They took a shower together, and played. They lathered each other up, and Bryan became semi-hard, and remained that way for the rest of the shower. Kim turned her back to him, and playfully rubbed her ass against his dick. It slid back and forth through her crack. He could have easily bent her over and stuck it to her then. Instead, he bent his knees to get lower, and let it slide right outside her pussy, which made her shriek and moan, and it echoed in the shower. He hugged her from behind, grabbed her tits, and pumped against her ass slowly, letting her enjoy it. She grabbed his cock and used her hand to rub it against her pussy and her exposed clit. She had cum in the shower, using his cock to masturbate with.



They got dressed and went out. Kim picked a place in a part of town she was unfamiliar with, but had heard about. They ate in the restaurant, then went to the bar and had a few drinks and listened to the live Blues band. Not much of a dance floor, but they did manage to cut it a little.



They danced to a few slow songs, and Kim melted into his arms, head on his chest. She could feel his heart beat. They talked, and as they talked, they held hands, and looked in each other’s eyes.



They stood or sat on stools and watched the band. They place was not very crowded at all, being an early weeknight. It seemed like the only ones there were the band and themselves.



After she had a few drinks in her, Kim stood in front of Bryan, with her ass to him, and just ever so casually ground it against him, or just pressed it to him.



Initially the idea hadn’t appealed to her much, but as she started to get drunk, it actually started to excite her. Plus the anticipation of what it would be like, and the memory of the great sex they had earlier. She turned to him once and whispered in his ear, “I can’t wait for you to fuck me in the ass!”



Her breath was cool, and smelled of alcohol. It blew and tickled in his ear, and the combination of the sensation it created and the words she said sent a tremor down his body, and a twinge in his cock. It jumped in his pants, and in her hand, which was right on his crotch to catch his reaction. Her eyes looked up at him demurely, knowingly. It was damn sexy.



He remembered to ask how she found him. Kim said, “My husband is out of town. At first I told him he couldn’t go on this trip, but then when you emailed me and let me know when you were going to be here, I made him go. You emailed me once from your work, and your signature had your phone number on it. I called it, and actually misdialed the extension and got your boss, Kim.”

“Oh.”



“‘Oh’ is right. We talked for quite a bit. She is a little upset with you for not telling her about me. Apparently you two are very close. If that’s true, I should be upset about it too.”



“Well—see, there’s a—”



“Anyway, I sufficiently convinced her of who I was and what I was going to do to you, that she gave me your hotel info, arrival time, everything.”



“Wow. Yeah, she wanted to get me laid, that’s for sure.”



“In fact, she said, ‘Give him a really good blowjob, he needs it.”



“You certainly did.”



The band started up again, and it was hard to hear themselves at times, so that was the excuse to lean close and talk dirty into each other’s ear. The two flirted with each other and had a good time. It was like being on a date. Maybe not a first date, but it was definitely a great date. The pressure was off of both of them, because they already had sex, and they both knew they would when they got back, so there was no need to try to impress. They were able to be natural with each other, and have fun.



After about 2 hours, when the band was on their last break, Kim leaned drunkenly into Bryan, put her hands on his lap, right near his crotch. He was sitting and she was standing at that particular time. She kissed him, open mouth and sloppy, then said in his ear, “Take me drunk, I’m home.”



Bryan laughed and looked at her. She was a little drunker than he, and he was just relaxed. She was just being funny. He hugged her and pulled her close, and she wriggled her breasts for him. It was time to go.



They made it to the car and then out to the road, and as they passed a drug store, Kim said, “Pull in here, I need to get something.” Then she saw the liquor store across the street and pointed. “Why don’t you get us a little something to take back to the room?”



Bryan went across the street and got some booze, then came back to the rental car and waited, and Kim was just coming out with a small bag. “What didja get?”



“Ha! Wouldn’t you like to know! It’s a surprise for later.” They headed back to the hotel, which was only a few miles away.



They got back, and got settled in. Kim had apparently planned this out, she had a small overnight bag with her, and yet another change of clothes. Bryan went out to the machines to get a couple of sodas and ice to mix drinks with, and when he came back, Kim was in the bathroom changing. She called out to him, “Why don’t you just get undressed? I’ll be out in a minute.”



Bryan shrugged his shoulders. Don’t have to tell me twice. Then he set up a little bar on the dresser, with the soda and the ice and liquor, and mixed two drinks while he stood there naked.



While he stood there, Kim came out of the bathroom. She had brought some lingerie with her, and had hesitated at wearing it, but brought it just in case. After a few drinks, she felt like wearing it. It was beyond description, but Bryan liked it. He turned to see her, and as he held the two drinks up, she noticed that his cock had started rise.



“Well, isn’t that flattering?” she said as she came up to him, took a drink out of his hand and kissed him. She looked down and said, “Hmmm….”



Kim sat in the chair right in front of Bryan. She grabbed his cock and dipped it in her drink, then licked his cock. Bryan was at once startled by the cold of the drink, and excited by her actions, and then by the warmth of her tongue. Bryan looked down and saw the direction she was looking as she did this, and saw they were in front of the large mirror. Bryan watched her watch herself as she sucked up an ice cube from her glass and put it in her mouth. Then she grabbed his cock again, and put it deep in her mouth.



The sensation was unbelievable! The hot from her mouth, the cold from the ice, the wetness from both, and seeing it, and watching her watch herself suck his cock, was all amazing. His legs started to give, and he stiffened up as she worked his cock with the ice in her mouth. She slid her mouth down the shaft, pushing the ice forward with her tongue, top, sides, and bottom. In no time the ice was gone, but the cold remained in her mouth. She bent lower and sucked on his balls with her hot/cold mouth, then returned to his dick, where she could see herself. Bryan noticed that her other hand had slipped inside her sheer black panties.



He backed away, pulling his cock out of her eager mouth. “Hey—” she said, as she looked up. He got down on his knees in front of her.



“I want to get the full lingerie experience,” he said, and lifted her tits up through the lingerie, rubbed, massaged them then began sucking her nipples through the thin material. She leaned back and accepted it, and pushed her tits to him. As he sucked on them, he moved a hand to her panties, and rubbed her cunt through the material as well. Gently, slowly, all over her panties. He began to feel wetness through them. He moved his head from her tits to her crotch, and pulled her ass forward to the edge of the chair. He sucked on her pussy right through the panties.



Kim began to rock and moan. This was a wonderful sensation, it felt so good, and yet it was teasing her, making her want more. But he soon turned to kissing up her belly and back to her tits again, so he could straighten up. He said to her, “How drunk are you? How drunk do you need to be?”



She didn’t quite get what he meant at first. Then she said, “Oh! Oh, I don’t need to be drunker, but I think I want to be. It’s starting to wear off.” She got up and grabbed her drink, downed it. She was swaying a bit, and Bryan watched her. Kim caught him looking at her, so she added more saunter to her step. She made a new drink for herself, made a new one for him. She sat on his lap and started to cuddle and kiss him. She wetly kissed his ear and tongued it until she felt his cock rise underneath her. She slid off of him and went over to the edge of the bed. She bent over in front of him first, so he could see her ass and pussy from that view as she picked something up. Then she sat on the edge of the bed. Out of a bag she got at the drug store she pulled a can of whipped cream. She took off her lingerie top, shook the can and sprayed some between her tits. She said to Bryan, “Come here, big boy, and put your cock right here.”



He was up in an instant and in front of her. She sat up straight, and her tits were lined up with his dick, which was starting to get hard. She grabbed her tits and pushed them together, pushing whipped cream out from between them. He pushed his cock against them, and she opened up to let it fall between them, and then she pushed her melons back together.



Feeling this feather-soft cool friction, he slowly pumped his cock up and down between her tits. Kim looked down and watched as his cock appeared, then disappeared, through the cloud of Whipped cream on her chest. She rubbed her tits as she pushed them together, exciting herself. She then grabbed his whipped-cream-covered cock and started to devour it hungrily.



Bryan leaned back and swallowed hard as he breathed in sharply. She had already sucked his cock quite a bit, but he would never tire of this sensation, and how good it felt. He looked down and saw whipped cream around her mouth as she licked it off of his cock. The white stuff was all over her tits and in the hair on his nuts.



Presently she leaned back and took a break. She fell back on the bed. It occurred to Bryan that he should give her the ice cube treatment. He was ready, he wanted to fuck her in the ass, but he wanted to make it as good as possible for her. She put her hand out for her drink, and he handed it to her, then took a drink of his and sucked an ice cube into his mouth.



He leaned way over and put his arms down, positioning himself right over her tits. He took a nipple into his mouth. She gasped and shrieked in pleasure. She had not seen him grab the ice cube in his mouth, so she was taken completely by surprise. He sucked her nipple, and moved the ice around it in her mouth. She started to moan and she breathed heavily. Her nipple was rock hard and sticking up.



He then switched to the other nipple, and it elicited the same reaction. Less shriek, more moan, and she grabbed his head and pulled hard into her tit. He sucked it vigorously, and she was loving it completely. He still had some ice left, and he moved down to her crotch, where the sheer material covered her moist, hairless pussy. Just seeing it this close in the lingerie, in her sexy panties, excited the hell out of him. He wanted to get her panties, off, but he wondered how sensitive she was through the material. … .



He put his mouth on her pussy through the panties, and could taste it, could smell it, could feel the heat from it. He pushed the ice to it, and she started to scream and buck and moan. He moved his mouth up and down, trying to get the ice everywhere. She was rocking her hips back and forth. Then she pushed his head back a little, and pulled her panties to the side to expose her hot, waiting pussy. He continued to lick and suck on it with his cold tongue, and she went wild. The ice was almost gone, so he moved down just a bit, and pushed his tongue inside her pussy, then did it again with the ice, and pushed it inside her.



He then pushed his tongue in after it, and lapped up the melting ice and her pussy juices. Bryan went back to her clit with his cold tongue, and sucked on it, and didn’t let go. Kim began to come, and grabbed his head and held it to her pussy. Bryan continued to suck on her cunt and ride the wave of her orgasm as she came and came, closing her eyes and holding his head to the right spot for her pleasure.



Bryan finally lifted his head as her grip on him relaxed, and he stood up. His cock was hard, but not amazingly so; he had been concentrating on her pleasure. She finally came down from her orgasm, and opened her eyes to see him standing over her. “It’s time,” he said.



“Okay.”



She sat up, grabbed her drink and finished it. She bent down to the drug store bag once more and pulled out a small container of lubricant. Clumsily, she opened it. Kim grabbed Bryan by the cock and pulled him closer. She said, “Gonna need some of this,” and squeezed some onto his cock, and then used both hands to spread it all over, head, shaft, top, bottom, and sides. She made sure she got it all the way to the base, and then rubbed the excess off onto his nuts. He became hard as she did this. She stood up, kissed him quickly, and said, “I may make some noise like it hurts. Keep going.” And with that, she turned to the bed, and crawled across it on her knees, and put her hands on the headboard, and bent over.



Oh, my God, this is it! This is it! All of his adult life, Bryan had wanted to try anal sex. He really, really wanted to try it. He wanted to fuck a girl in the ass. He had done all the other stuff, and this is one he had yet to try.



He thought about the missed opportunity he had when he was a college student, his girlfriend at the time hinted at it once that she wouldn’t mind doing it, but he wasn’t so much into it then. Fuck! He could have done it then, he could have . . .



He thought about his old girlfriend before his wife, who stated in no uncertain terms that there was no way in Hell he was going to stick that damn thing in her ass! It was too damn big! He thought she was just saying that to make him feel better, but also because she didn’t want to. Plus, she was a tiny thing. His cock looked so huge in her hands, in her mouth. But she was a raging alcoholic. She would drink too much and pass out a lot. She had really pissed him off a lot with her bizarre behavior. He just thought recently—15 years too late—that he should have just fucked her in the ass when she was passed out. Just once. Either he would get away with it, or she would be less likely to drink that much from now on. Either way.



And his wife finally caved, and let him try it. But he didn’t go about it the right way, and he could barely get the head in before she pulled away, crying about the pain.



There had been a small amount of blood, too.



With that he paused. He didn’t want to hurt Kim. But he really wanted to stick it in her ass. Well, she was drunk now. Even now, he could see her on the bed, ass in the air, inviting him, and swaying a bit. She was drunk, she was relaxed, she was ready. He was lubed up. And what did she say to him? “I may make some noise like it hurts. Keep going.”



Okay. I’m going. He put his knees on the bed and crawled upright to her waiting ass. He had grabbed the small tube of lubricant. He gave her ass cheek a light, playful smack, then a rub, with both hands. He could see her crack, and her butt hole, a dark pink target. He kissed it. He looked up at Kim, who had her head up, waiting. He squirted a small amount of the lube right in her crack, then took a finger and rubbed it against her hole. Then he took his finger and slowly worked it into her butt. This was going to be tight. This was what the fantasy had been about. Nothing but his hand could seem this tight. He got his finger in to the first knuckle, and Kim was moaning and ooh-ing in response. He worked it a little more, back and forth, and stuck it in some more. He pulled it back out a bit, working the oil, and then pushed it in again, slowly, twisting. He turned his hand to position it right, and got his finger all the way in. Past the sphincter, inside her, he could wiggle his finger. But the entrance, she was a tight one. He slowly pulled it out as she made noise, then sighed as he pulled it out.



“Are you done yet?” She asked.



“Haven’t started yet. That was my finger.”



“Oh. Oh! Oh, my.” She pushed her ass pointedly at him. “Come on, Bryan, let me have it.” He positioned himself directly behind her, and looked at her ass. He was so hard he could hardly stand it. He had been wanting this for so long, that even after all the sex they had had that day, he was still incredibly excited, incredibly hard. He could see his cock head pulse in anticipation, gleaming with oil, waiting.



He moved forward, and his cock now touched the crack of her ass. He slid it up and down a few times, guiding it towards her tight little ass hole. He pressed the head against the opening, and heard a grunt from the other end. He pushed, and his cock slid upwards and missed.



“Maybe it’s not open today,” Kim suggested.



Bryan tried again, this time holding his cock in position as he pushed. He heard Kim grunt some more, and then make more noise as the head slowly entered her ass and spread it open. He looked down and saw the head of his cock in her ass. He could feel it throb. The sight of his cock going into her ass was an incredible turn-on.



He said, “I just want you to know, I take no responsibility for how long this will take. It might be over quickly.”



A grunt, a bit of a gasp, and she said, “Fine by me.”



Undaunted, he pressed on. He pushed, and his cock slid fairly easily into the tight, tight opening. He went slowly, to savor it, and it made his cock feel bigger, longer. The lubrication helped it slide in easily. But his cock was tapered, so as it went in further, it pried her asshole open even more.



Kim was gasping and moaning, and grunting as Bryan got it slowly all the way in, up to the hilt. Her ass cheeks were spread wide, allowing him complete access. He looked down to see his cock completely disappear inside her ass. He felt the tight ring of her sphincter around the base of his cock, and his cock head felt strangely out in the open up inside her ass. Kim began breathing hard and sharply, and making noise like she was in pain.



Bryan said to her, “Are you okay?”



She answered, “Yes! I’m okay, you fucker! Aaarrghhh! Oh, it hurts! Fuck me! Fuck me now! Fuck me hard! Owww! Aaargh! Fuck me!” And with that she pulled away slightly and pushed back onto him, yelling from the pain. “Aaargh! Fuck me! Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me in the ass! Ouch!! Ow! Go!”



She continued to yell and curse at him. At first he was concerned, but as he slowly pumped his cock into her ass, he realized that this is what she wanted. He fucked her very slowly, very deliberately. Each inward thrust elicited a grunt and a “Fuck me! Ow!” from Kim. When he realized what she was doing, how she was enjoying it, he felt his cock grow larger. Maybe it didn’t, but combined with the sheer excitement of finally doing this that had he wanted to do for so very long, and the tightness and slickness and intensity of her hole, and her reaction, her noise, her screams, her emotion over it, made him feel like his cock was a foot long and three inches wide. He felt the entire power of his body directed through his cock.



He started to move a little quicker, but not much. He was scared. He was scared he was going to come, and then it would be over. He wanted to fuck her good and long and hard, and knew that he wouldn’t be able to. He already felt the pleasure and sensation rising in him, and rising in his cock. He slowed down, and she pushed harder and faster against him. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer. He dug his fingers into her ass for grip, for control, for something to hang onto as he went on this ride. She was bucking and pushing against him, and cussing. She yelped about the pain, but begged for more.



He realized he was going to cum very soon, so he decided to go with it. If he tried to slow it down, he would cum anyway, and not enjoy it as much. And he wanted to enjoy this one. He wanted to cum and cum and cum. He wanted to fill her ass up. He wanted to scream and yell like she was doing. He wanted to –



He started pumping harder, and started grunting and moaning, loudly. He could still hear Kim over his own noise, and in between her yelping and moaning and cursing, it sounded like she was sobbing, crying. But she continued to push her ass against his hard cock and take it deep within her.



Bryan felt the orgasm rise within him, and he pumped harder and faster, and Kim’s voice turned into a constant, not-stop yell. She squeezed her ass tighter around his cock. He started to cum, and despite his desire to lock up and tense up, he kept bucking. Almost mechanically, he continued to thrust hard back and forth inside her. He felt cum squirt out of him, and inside her asshole. She felt it too, the odd sensation of something squirting inside her. She stopped moving, and just pushed her ass toward him and continued to sob and moan, and Bryan kept thrusting, almost blindly. His cock quivered as he came, and each thrust brought more cum out of him. He slowed down, but still he continued to slide in and out of her asshole. His fingers had dug deeply into the flesh of her ass cheeks. He looked down and saw his cock sliding in and out of her ass. The feeling, the look, the experience, it was all incredible. Incredibly wonderful. His cock remained hard as he continued to thrust, despite his orgasm. He was still cumming, still riding his wave as he fucked her. He became one with her ass. He arched his back and could see the ceiling.



Finally, he slowed down more, then stopped. He released his grip from her ass cheeks, then started to pull out, and Kim just dropped away from him, onto her stomach. She had her face buried in a pillow, and Bryan thought her heard sobbing, or crying. His cock was moist and floppy, and he tried not to let it touch anything as he went to her side. He put a hand on her shoulder, got close. “Are you okay?”



She raised her head, and wiped her face on the pillow as she turned to him. She was smiling, but her eyes and cheeks were red. “Yes, I’m fine. Wow, that was something. I’ve never had anything that hurt that much and felt that good at the same time.” She put a hand on his arm. “I think I may have even cum. It was a very unusual kind of feeling.”



Bryan relaxed a bit at this. He didn’t want to hurt her. She added, “But you need to wash off, because you are going to owe me a fuck after that. A good one.” What actually happened is that they both took a shower together once more.

A month later, Joan had slowly reduced his ability for querying anything she told him to do. To counter any office tension Joan had appointed him as logisitics co-ordinator and he was moved to the portacabin office next to the main building. It was easier this way; he worked on his own and if she did need his talents while at work and that just wouldn’t work if he was at home, waiting for her. Instead, she had spent the weekend at her house encouraging his tongue to go ever deeper inside her and informing him that he would now be working in the portacabin.



“So then, are you going to undertake the new role and do as I request?” she said to him.



“Yes Boss” he replied, slightly defeated.



She smiled down at him and looked him in the eye.



“Don’t worry, you will still be paid and I will still be your boss, but it’s necessary. Look at it this way, I need you in there because you are reliable and I can trust you” she had said to him and could see his features softening as he tried to look for the positive in that declaration.



The next day, Joan had told the team he was being moved to the portacabin and he began the first day in his new job. He was the only one in the small building and apart from piles of paperwork, it was relatively featureless. His desk had just one chair for himself and a small filing cabinet for any necessary stuff he needed to keep. His pc was strictly monitored with bbc about the most exciting thing he could look at. At lunchtime, he looked up to see Lorraine walking across the car park. He opened the door and she stepped in with a big smile and walked over to his desk.



“Hi there, I heard you were the new admin guy. Anyway, I need you to find this file for me” she said, waving a form at him.



“Um, sure Lorraine, it’s just down this isle I think” he said smiling and went to find the documentation.



She waited by his desk and five minutes later he returned brandishing the files.



“This should be for that whole month” he declared.



Lorraine was standing grinning at him, holding one of the 2 biscuits he had kept to eat that afternoon. He was also due to go out and grab a sandwich and watched, hunger pangs sounding as Lorraine ate the biscuit in front of him.



“Mhhmm, not bad. Nice biscuit. Well, aren’t you going to thank me for coming over to relieve your boredom today?” she said.



“Um, thanks Lorraine” he said to her but she shook her head.



“Nice polite boys know that actions speak louder than words” she said and sat on his desk.



He knew exactly what she meant and approaching her, he knelt in front of his chair. Slipping her thighs over his shoulders, Lorraine gasped at the initial contact of his tongue, then reached over to his Tupperware box.



“It’s your lunchtime, isn’t it?” she said, glancing down at him.



“Um, yes Lorraine” he replied, then resumed teasing her pussy gently.



Without comment, Lorraine took a hold of his hair in one hand, pulled his head a short distance from her crotch and reaching down with her other hand she pushed the biscuit inside her pussy.



“Don’t say I’m not kind and considerate. Make sure you eat every molecule of that lunch though, I can feel it start to moisten already” and with that, she pulled his head back to her crotch.



His tongue was trying to coax little bits of biscuit gently out and slurp them down. She lounged against the wall behind the desk, eyes half open as he licked thoroughly inside her, valiantly capturing each soggy morsel of biscuit and consuming it, before darting back inside her. It took him at least 15 minutes to get every piece and then he simply began to slowly pleasure her.



45 minutes later, Lorraine let his tired mouth take a rest and slipped off the table. Adjusting herself a little, she looked at him and smiled.



“Thanks for finding that stuff, I’m not sure I’ll get a chance to return it over the next day or two but you can count on me to bring it back personally” she told him, beaming from ear to ear.



He looked dejectedly at the clock on the wall, realising he now had no time to get his lunch and having hurriedly checked he had no chewing gum, he was left with the taste of biscuit and pussy juice in his mouth.



Lorraine chuckled to herself as she walked back to the office. She passed Joan when she got back and mouthed a silent thank you to her. Joan had decided that he could be a useful tool in her armoury. Office politics often meant resolving things, especially amongst a team of talented but strong opinionated women. They were loyal though and Joan had wondered if offering his oral talents to them as a bargaining chip when she needed to bargain over something wasn’t such a bad thing. She had even wondered about trying out a date with another guy and this way, one of her colleagues could babysit him for an evening if she did so, without him being any the wiser. She needed to make sure he wouldn’t be resistant to anything though and an idea had formed in her mind. Clicking on the website in front of her, she hit the order button.



Three days later, her package arrived and she asked him to come round to her house after work. He did so and found Joan in a surprisingly pleasant mood. She even kissed him, leading him to her bedroom and although he kissed his way down her body, licking her to orgasm, she pulled him up so that he could fuck her. He drove into her like a man possessed and she clutched his back, groaning with pleasure as he pistoned in and out of her. Eventually, he pulled out just in time before he came and slumped off her. Joan seemed content to let him rest briefly and stroked his face until he felt himself dozing off. It was only briefly but something woke him and he felt something strange around his genitals.



“Joan, um, I mean Boss, what’s that?” he said confusedly.



Over his crotch was a metal device.



“That? Well, I’ve decided you can fuck me and boy was that good. We are definitely going to do it a lot! But when I decide. So in the periods between us doing it, this will keep you out of mischief; it’s a chastity thingy” she said offhandedly.



“Um, is it locked?” he asked.



“Yeah and don’t think I’m going to give you the key. Just please me and be a good boy and I will take it off quite a bit. You enjoyed fucking me yes?” she asked.



“It was wonderful Boss” he admitted.



“Well, the more you do as I say, the more often it comes off. Now then, I need your help with something at work” she added.



“Anything Boss” he replied, wondering if she might take the cage off him again tonight.



As if reading his mind Joan continued.



“Now, if you agree, the cage thing can come off again tonight” Joan added.



“Just name it Boss” he said eagerly.



Joan smiled to herself. He had no idea what she was asking him!



“Well, you know the women from Portnacraig office joined recently and the cultural fit hasn’t been easy. Keeping them all happy has been even harder. And I’m not sure how they found out but they seem to think you are some willing accomplice for Lorraine and myself to relieve stress and they’re not happy about it. They’ve threatened to go to the press and say you are the office letch and everything. So I’ve had to placate them to help you and keep the team balanced” Joan went on.



“Boss, I’m with you though” he added worriedly.



“I know you are and I’m happy you’ve obeyed me so far. Anyway, the only way to get round this is that sometimes, they may expect you to relieve their stress so you may get the very, very occasional visit to the portacabin from now on” she told him finally.



“Oh right. But I thought it was just you Boss” he said, hoping he was convincing Joan that he really did like her.



“Yes, obviously but just for a short time I need to keep a lid on a potential scandal. So do as I say. Now then, a bit more of this tongue and I think your little contraption might have to come off” Joan said, moving to sit on his face.



The following week at work he was in the portacabin and Joan was at her desk, the new report for north sector already done by Helen. She hadn’t been strictly honest with him as there was no anger or scandal. But she did need things completed and having a team of women to ease her job was worth it. As a bonus they were allowed to use rent a tongue as he was known. Helen was to be the first but there would be others too. In effect, Joan was using him as some sort of oral hooker and she reaped the benefits. Having the contraption wisely on his crotch meant she still had control of his cock and he would do anything she said to have her unlock him.



“Come in” he said, as the portacabin door went.



Helen waltzed in and gazed at him.



“Um, I guess you know why I’m here?” she asked slightly nervously.



He thought then immediately realised what was going on.



“Um, yes. Do you want to sit or stand?” he offered.



She didn’t answer but walked over to his desk and stood in front of it. He immediately knelt and pushing up her skirt revealed her hold ups and a thong. Swiftly parting her material, he licked gently at her pussy and she gasped, chestnut hair shivering on her shoulders in excitement at being licked out. After a few minutes, he glanced up to see Helen watching him work at her. When she saw him looking up, she pressed his face into her pussy so he concentrated on pleasuring her.



Half an hour later, she pushed him away and without a word smoothed her skirt and left. The next day the door went and it was Muriel, the stern, dark haired woman who at 43 was the oldest in the team. Her confident manner unnerved him and she strode to his desk as he got out of his seat.



“C’mon now, don’t go all shy, I’ve looked forward to this all morning” she said.



He helped remove her skirt and she hooked a heavy leg over his shoulder as he licked deep inside her pussy. After some time his shoulder ached from supporting her but it wasn’t for another 10 minutes that she shuffled back and proceeded to lay out on his desk as he knelt in front of her now.



“Don’t forget my asshole” Muriel said lustfully and his tongue dropped lower to do her bidding.



Muriel came twice and it opened up a can of worms in some ways for him as the other women heard he enjoyed licking ass too. First off was Helen who returned before he had even seen any of the other women. She opened the door and strode to his desk.



“Hi Helen” he said mildly.



“Is there something wrong with my ass?” she asked him.



“Um, no absolutely not” he assured her.



“But you did Muriel’s first” she accused him.



“Sorry, I didn’t know you liked that. Um, I’ll show you” he offered.



Helen responded by turning away from him and gripped the desk, letting him roll up her skirt. He kissed her cheeks then his tongue worked gently down her ass crack until it approached her rosebud. Taking a lick, he pressed against it gently until it yielded and his tongue was inside.



“You’d better do as good a job with me. Muriel hasn’t stopped bragging about it” she pouted and then sighed as his tongue responded with a deep probing action into her ass.



Helen must have been aroused as she played with her clit while he rimmed her and reached an orgasm. Then she turned around and hopped onto his desk, pulling his face into her pussy. He ate her to a second orgasm before she left, a little calmer than she had arrived.



The next morning Morvern appeared unexpectedly. Lorraine led her in and smirked at him.



“Morvern has just started with us but I think she’s overdue a proper welcome. I’ll leave you to it. See you later” she said suggestively to Dominic and waltzed out, leaving Morvern looking at him expectantly.



“Hi, um, do you want to come over here?” he offered nervously.



“Sure” she said cooly and moved to stand in front of him.



He knelt and she slowly lifted her skirt and deftly slid her knickers down her legs, stepping one leg out of them. This was a little different for both of them as Morvern had actually been at school with him. He didn’t say anything but licked her pussy as if it were a duty he had to complete. Morvern remained silent at first but the situation was getting to her in a good way.



“You’re quite good” she said a little in surprise.



He didn’t answer but stuck to his task, sucking on her outer lips then darting his tongue inside.



“Ugh, if only the girls knew about this. You’re much better than my boyfriend; that’s it, right inside” she gasped excitedly.



The more excited she became, the more she talked.



“Did you do this when we were at school?” she asked him.



“Um, yeah but not with anyone from school” he replied.



“Damn, if I’d known, you could have done this every day. I’ll be over here every day to make up for it though. And I hear you like ass too. I’ll find that out after I cum” she said gleefully.



Morvern let him lick her a while longer and her excitment was obvious.



“If I hadn’t promised Joan not to say anything I’d let the whole school know but you’re lucky I can keep a secret” she said excitedly, not far from orgasm.



Morvern was true to her word, cumming hard then turning round so he could rim her ass. And Lorraine was true to her word too, arriving that afternoon and sitting on his desk to enjoy a good tonguing while reminding him that he was eating her out before the new girls so she still wanted his best moves.



It was hard enough servicing the girls and as much as he enjoyed eating pussy, it was clear they were happy to use him whether he wanted to or not. His initial days of going down on Joan at her desk seemed like a blissful memory now as he never envisaged this scenario developing.



Meanwhile, Joan had been out with 3 different guys and was with one of them again. He was a real charmer and Joan loved how her new found confidence was making her feel and possibly look more attractive. The guy had her on all fours and she groaned as he fucked her hard before crying out he was going to cum and shooting his load over her back. They lay spent on the bed before Joan glanced at her clock. After quick showers, the guy left asking if he could see her again. She said she would think about it and went into work with the glow of someone who’s just had sex that morning. Her smile faded though as she spied happy looking Lorraine waltzing to her desk.



“You’re looking good Lorraine” Joan quipped to her.



“Yeah, well I had an early visit to the portacabin. Feeling ready to tackle the day now” she said smiling.



Joan wandered off to loos and sat there thinking. It was all very well having this guy and that guy in her bed but she surprised herself by realising she missed Dominic and that wonderful tongue of his. The arrangement she had with the other girls was so that her working life was made easier and so she could date other guys but she was surprised to realise she was jealous. Joan knew she would have to come to a decision soon and it would either be to leave things as they were or have Dominic move to another company and reclaim him for herself only again.



Over at the portacabin, Morvern had led Dominic to a corner of the room where they wouldn’t be seen immediately, even if someone came in. She had let her skirt slide off and now stood slightly bent over a stack of archives as Dominic knelt behind her and rimmed her deeply.



“That’s it, go nice and deep. I’ve got my boyfriend starting to lick my ass now when he goes down on me. He did pretty good last night before he fucked me. It’s enjoyable though just having the oral and nothing else. Say, you think a guy would do that, like my boyfriend, you know just go down on me some nights and nothing else?” Morvern asked him.



“I know I would” Dominic wisely replied.



“Yeah, you would but I would love it if my man did too. Right, I need to cum, hang on” she said and he stopped to let her turn around.



Once in place, he began to lick Morvern’s pussy while she held his head close. It wasn’t long before she came and she reluctantly let his head go, quickly donning her skirt. Joan had walked in just after her orgasm and as she made for the door, she realised Joan was there.



“Oh Joan! Sorry, um I’d best be off” Morvern said quickly, darting back across to the office.



Joan regarded him then sat on the wide seat at his desk. Dominic immediately crossed to her and without any prompting, laid a kiss on her foot first. He followed that by kissing up one leg until he reached her thighs. Joan parted them, her denim skirt and lack of knickers making it easy for Dominic to start licking her pussy immediately.



“I’ve been thinking, how would you like that chastity device to come off for good?” she threw at him.



“Oh Boss, that would be amazing. Really? Um, I would say yes please and thank you forever” he gushed.



“Yeah, I guess you would. And that’s my dilemma. I’ve created a monster here; the girls are all up for this scenario but truth to tell I might want you for myself. I mean how would you like to date me, be my only man, fuck me and go down on me when I want huh?” she offered.



“If you don’t already know I want that, then I would add nothing would please me more Boss” Dominic offered her.



Joan thought about it and Dominic used the time to lick her skillfully.



“You’d have to leave the company. You couldn’t work here any longer, not with the current state of affairs. Besides that Lorraine more than anyone else seems to have forgotten you belong to me, not some joint partnership. So I need you to find a job and soon. I’ll make sure you have interview time off but it has to be as quickly as possible. I have other guys who would love to date me you know, so I’m making a decision to choose you over others” she added to him pointedly.



“I know Boss. My friend owns an IT outfit; I think I could work there without even an interview. And the pay is excellent. And it’s about 10 miles from where you live so I would be close by you” Dominic added.



“Mhhmm, that sounds promising. Okay, well I can’t keep a leash on that lot out there, so sort it with your friend this week. It’s Wednesday today; you can have this afternoon off and tomorrow to see him if you want then finish up here on Friday. Don’t bother working your notice; or that lot will have you spending all day working over their sordid desires. Look, I’ll be honest I’ve tried other guys and well the truth is as irritating as it might seem, you seem to have got to me. So are you ready to give yourself to me or not?” she threw at him.



“I am yours Boss and yours alone” Dominic implored.



“Well show my pussy how much you’ve missed it before I go back to work” Joan urged him.



Dominic took to the task with relish, eating her pussy as if it were an interview he couldn’t bear to fail. Joan sat back and when she came, she felt his mouth eagerly sucking at her juices, as she sighed with pleasure.



“No one can do it as good” she muttered almost to herself.



Then she stood up and left before they could talk again.



Dominic busied himself with contacting his acquaintance in the afternoon and the guy was only to happy to have Dominic on board. He spent the next day sorting out some stuff before returning to the office on the Friday. Joan had also promised him she might take the device off that weekend and he was already looking forward to pleasing her after work. He arrived to find Joan had unexpectedly taken the day off, although it was his last day. She had texted him to say she was out doing stuff but wanted him to be at her house for 7 the following night. Dominic managed to sort any computer files he wanted to keep pretty quickly and sent them to his gmail account, then ran the roost over the place, realising he didn’t have any actual personal possessions at work. By 9.30am, he had little to do but the portacabin door went just then. Lorraine stood there regarding him.



“So you’re abandoning ship are you? Well, life will be a bit duller but may as well make the most of the last day huh?” she asked him.

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