Posts Tagged ‘squirting’

When I woke up that fateful morning I had no idea I would have the best sex of my young life later that night. Don’t get me wrong, I have enjoyed an amazing sex life with myself, my girlfriend/mentor Angela and a small but rewarding number of men. I have pleasured myself with a wide variety of sex toys that I own ranging from the average vibrator, suction cup dildos, inflatable dildos, pussy pumps, anal plug’s and anything else you can find on the internet that I can afford on my students salary.



I had experienced a mind blowing threesome with Angela and her man and most recently I had brought a very nice man home and completely dominated him in every way that I wanted.



As great as all of that had been, it was just a foretaste of things to come.



When I walked in to our local pub to meet my girlfriends for our normal Friday night drinks I didn’t see anyone out of the ordinary. I found my friends and sat down for our normal small talk and gossip. After a few drinks I excused myself for the restroom. On the way back to the table I stopped at the bar to talk to our bartender and order another round for myself and the girls.



As I waited for the drinks he came up behind me. He placed his hands on my lower back with force. He began to whisper into my ear as he pushed his body into mine from behind. At the time I figured it was an old male friend or one of the girls just fucking with me. But when he spoke I knew that it was him. The young, plain, very kind man I had taken home and dominated just recently.



“I hope you had fun using me last time, I know I did. But tonight it’s my turn, and I am going to make you cum until the sun rises.” As he spoke my pussy began to get hot and wet from what he was saying and from my memory of the things we had done last.



It was an amazing night for me, the first time I ever controlled a man completely. The first time I did everything I wanted to do and made him know that I was using him for my pleasure as much as he was getting pleasure from me. It was liberating to say the least.



His words shocked me because the very reason I picked him out of the crowd that night was because I thought he was a complete and true gentleman. Opening doors for women he did not know, having thoughtful conversations and buying drinks without hesitation. He was raised with respect and manners and I knew from this that he could follow my directions very well. So to hear him (and feel him) commanding sex from me like I was his, like I belonged to him was not what I expected in the least.



Regardless of what I expected it certainly excited me! I turned to face him and as I did he pulled me in even closer to his body. I could feel his strength controlling my skinny frame and I could feel his hardening cock pressing into my stomach. A thousand words raced through my mind and not a single one of them was “let me go” or “get off of me.” I was most definitely ready for this night, or at least I thought I was.



“My place again?” I asked and with that he led me out the front door towards his car. As we walked out I caught a brief glimpse of my girlfriend’s faces with their mouths half open as they processed what was happening. I laughed to myself as I thought about the texts and stories they would all be sending and expecting.



He drove me to my house without asking for any directions. The whole time we were in a silence that was almost unbearable but oddly made me that much more intoxicated by the thoughts of things to come. My pussy tingled and grew wetter and wetter as I sat there replaying scenes of amazing sex in my mind. Sex that I had had before or things I had seen from others.



I thought about the drunk girl video who does anal and loves it (do a search for it) or one of my other favorites with the muscular amateur and his tight girlfriend. I love good amateur stuff because I always think to myself “I should be doing that!”



I love the porno of Jenna Haze and belladonna because both are built like me, skinny with not much in the curves department but love to have all kinds of great sex.



I also like Flower Tucci because of her squirting videos. She is a lot like me with her squirting, she has her best “squirt while fucking” sex from anal because the pussy isn’t so full that it can’t release.



When I am in a really “nasty/kinky” mood I can’t get enough of Extreme Kream, especially her videos with brutal dildos or machines. Of course it is graphic and not “pretty” by any means but a woman who can control her body, holes and muscles that well has to be appreciated in my book plus her squirting is amazing!



These are the kind of things I had going through my mind as we sat in silence at the red lights, stop signs and what not. I was getting more and more wet by the second and when we finally pulled into my drive I was careful to get up out of my seat because I was sure that my sun dress was soaked.



As we walked into my house he shut the door behind us and then picked me up and carried me to my bed. He tossed me down and in one fast motion he pulled my summer dress completely off of me to reveal my small bare tits and my black thong. I sat up to pull his pants down and get my mouth onto his dick but as I tried he pulled me up onto my feet and looked me right into my eyes.



“I am going to do things you have never had done to you. You are going to do everything I tell you to and you will do it until I tell you to stop.” He had a very stern tone in his voice. He was not asking me, he was telling me!



With that he turned me around and pressed me against the wall. He pinned his arm above my shoulder and with the other arm he pulled the straps off my dress letting it fall to the floor. Because I am so small in the chest department and never wear underwear I went from fully dressed to completely naked in one swift motion. I could feel his hot body pressing into me and I could feel my dripping wet pussy throbbing for release.



He grabbed my hair and pulled my head to the side so that he could suck my neck.



I don’t mind the hair pulling but this was just a little bit more forceful than I was used to so my body fought a little. He felt the resistance and instead of letting up on me he pressed me into the wall, not too hard but not soft either. It seemed that he was letting me know that he was the strong one tonight, I could not stop him and I would have no choice but to do what he made me.



A sudden panic came over me; I had never been dominated like this. Rough sex was always something I liked watching but I had never been in the fire feeling my body being controlled before. I began to panic a little bit and right when my mind started to race I felt the soft, warm stroke of his hand across my butt cheeks. Then lower onto the back of my leg. My heightened sense from the way he was handling me made me feel every stroke of him, every movement sent a tingle to my spine and straight to my brain.



Just as I relaxed his hand landed hard on my ass. Then again, and again. He spanked each cheek a few times and I felt the blood rushing to my ass with each sting he delivered. It didn’t last very long but I was gasping against the wall when he was done. My mind was racing, my body tensing. Then I felt his fingers running up my inner thigh. I felt his finger brush against my clean shaven, soaking wet pussy and I shuddered at the feeling it left behind.



He picked me up and carried me on his shoulder to my bedroom and threw me down onto my bed. As he began to take his clothes off he told me what to do to him.



“Get over here and suck my cock.” He said plain, deep and stern. And I listened.



I crawled on all fours over to the edge of my bed, opened up my mouth and began to swallow his dick all the way down to the back of my throat. I used all my best skills on him just like the last time and his cock grew steel hard in my mouth. Right when I thought he was about to cum deep down in my throat he grab my hair and began to slowly fuck my mouth like it was my pussy. The last time I had his dick in my mouth I faked like I was gagging on him to give that extra visual and auditory stimulation to him and his ego. This time however he actually made me gag as he increased in speed and literally fucked my mouth hard with a hand full of my hair. I could feel his balls smacking into my chin and I started to have a hard time breathing. But I wanted his cum in my mouth so bad I kept going. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and I forced him out of me as I gasped for air.



While I was catching my breath he walked over to my dresser drawer where I keep all of my toys and he grabbed a bunch of things and tossed them onto the bed by me. With each toy he threw at me I grew in excitement of the possibilities of what he could or would do to me with them.



I sat up onto my knees and started to finger myself while he went through my draw of goodies. He watched me slide a finger, then two and then three into myself while he stroked his cock.



“Get on all fours” he commanded me, and I did as I was told as fast as possible. I could feel him climb onto the bed behind me and I braced myself for whatever was coming next. I felt cool, water like feeling on my back and then his hand began to rub me all over. All over my tight ass and my lower back. All over my pussy and asshole. He slid a finger in each hole but quickly pulled out so that I couldn’t get full satisfaction from him. When he was done I was covered in lube and ready to be used for the rest of the night!



As I reached the limit of how much I could hold back he started going to work on me. He pushed me down onto my stomach and started to finger the shit out of my pussy. While fingering me he used his other hand to spread my tiny ass apart and lick all around, in and out of my little rosebud asshole. Shivers ran up and down my spine as he did his work and my pussy reached the edge.



“I’m cumming” I said…..and right before I could he pulled away from me completely. The sudden shock of him not touching me was crazy and I immediately reached for my clit to finish the job but he grabbed my hands and pulled them behind me.



“Don’t you fucking cum yet. I didn’t tell you to cum for me!” But cumming was all I wanted to do. I could not believe he was making me resisting the one thing I wanted so bad!



“Grab your ass and spread yourself open for me.” He commanded, I could feel his warmth closing in on me and I did as I was told. His engorged cockhead touched the opening of my spread asshole and I shivered at the thought of him inside of me.



“Is this what you want from me?” He asked



“Yes” I whispered. And he pulled back away from me.



“Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you and I beg me for it.” My pussy was literally dripping wet wanting to cum and my asshole was throbbing from wanting him in me. The fact that he wasn’t touching me was driving me crazy and all I could think was…



“Fuck me. Fuck me with your big cock in my asshole. Please make me cum all over this bed. Make me squirt all over you and myself and grab my hair and don’t stop doing it until I can’t be fucked anymore!”



With that he placed his dick back at my tiny opening and started pressing his way into me. It was so amazing, the tight feeling of him opening me up. My ass resisted at first but opened to let him in finally popping him in past the first opening. Once he was in me I sat back onto him to get him all the way in. This wasn’t my first rodeo and I love getting my ass fucked so I started rocking back and forth on his dick. After about a minute I had him all the way into me. Deep inside where I could feel him in my stomach. I love that feeling, for me that’s where my ass cum’s the best. Unfortunately for me his smart self knew that and right as I was hitting my sweet spot with his dick he pulled out of my ass just like he did my pussy!



It was torture, my pussy dripping wet and pulsating, my asshole throbbing and empty. I wanted to finish the job so bad, I wanted him in me at full speed but he was not. He would not give me what I wanted and it drove me to the edge and past where I had ever gone before as I strained to hold back my orgasm.



As I stayed put on all fours waiting for him my anticipation grew. Then I heard him open the lube bottle and I gasped a little at the thought of what was coming, even though I had no idea what that would be. First I felt something touch my ass. It was cool but not cold. It started going in and I did my best to accept it in. but it got harder and hard as he pushed.



“Fuck” I let out as I tried to take it inside me. He responded by backing out all the way to either tease me or let me relax a little bit. Both plans worked as I got that feeling again of needing to be filled and my ass relaxed and took more and more in on the second try. By this time I had figured out that he was putting my largest anal plug in me. It is Pyrex (plastic glass) and its 5 ½ inches long and a little more than 3 and a half inches across at the widest point! It is just about 10 inches in circumference I think!! If you have no idea what I am talking about, do a internet search for it and you will see  It is a great stretch and pretty hard to fit in even for someone who enjoys it but you don’t have to take it all the way in have a good time with it. For me it is a challenge that I love to take on and this night was no exception.



Now that I knew what I was in for I reached between my legs and rubbed my pussy a little bit as he slowly moved in and out with my toy. It took a few minutes but finally I relaxed enough that the entire width popped past my outer ring and slid into me so nice, so full. The sudden fullness made my pussy get tight as hell just from the invasion and I was about to cum all over when he grabbed my hand and literally flipped me over onto my back!



“I still have not told you to cum. You think I didn’t see you playing with yourself? You will cum when I tell you to and if you cum before we will start this all over again do you understand me?” He asked with a hard voice.



“Yes, I understand. I’m sorry.” I responded. I was really starting to get into the submissive role and it was really turning me on being told what to do so forcefully. Just the thought of what he would make me do to him or the things he was going to do to me made me unbelievably horny.



“Lay back and close your eyes.” He told me and I immediately wished I had a blindfold! But I did as I was told. I’ll put the blindfold on my “things to buy list!”



I felt something touch me around my pussy and then I heard the sound of air rushing. Right away I knew he was using a pussy pump on me while my ass was so very full with my plug. I had obviously used both toys before but I had never used them together. The feeling of my ass being as full as it has ever been combined with the pull and blood rush of my pussy being pumped made me feel so tight I don’t think anything else could possible fit inside of me. It was amazing!



“Now come suck my dick some more.” He told me as he laid down on his back.



I got up carefully so as to not pull the pump off of my pussy. As I got down into the dick sucking position my ass went up into the air and the plug and pump shifted ever so slightly into a new, even more intense position. I had to stop everything to gather myself so that I didn’t cum right then and there.



After I got control of myself I went to work on his dick. Sucking, stroking, and jacking him off. I could tell he was close right before he grabbed my hair and pulled me off of his dick.



“Lick my balls.” He commanded as he raised his hips and pushed my face down. I again, did as I was told. I licked all around his balls, his taint, even his asshole. As I passed by his tight butt he grabbed my hair and forced my face into him, making me eat his ass. Normally this is not my favorite thing to do unless I am eating a girl and we have just showered but he smelled like soap and was completely clean of all hair so it was really quite a turn on for me. So I kept going, burying my tongue into his asshole as far as I could.



Suddenly he rolled off the bed, stood up and grabbed me by my face as he started to cum all over me. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth as wave after wave of hot cum hit me and rolled down my young, slutty face.



“Oh my god.” He screamed out as I lapped up as much as he gave me.



He stepped back as I cleaned my face up and he caught his breath. Then he came to me again.



“Turn around on all fours.” I did so, as he took the pussy pump and released the pressure. The rush of blood leaving the area was so intense I started to cum.



“Oh my God please let me cum, it’s so good baby, please let me cum?” I pleaded as I tried to hold back.



I waited for an answer but got nothing. I flexed and squeezed all my muscle waiting for permission and when I didn’t hear him reply I closed my eyes and did everything I could to not release. Just then I felt his entire dick drive all the way into my pussy pushing me completely overboard and making me cum. I was so tight from my pussy being swollen from the pump and my ass being full with the giant glass plug that I could feel every single vein in his cock as it slammed in and out of me. Each thrust was another wave of orgasm hitting me harder and harder like a tidal wave getting ready to crash.



He pulled out fast and grabbed my hips. He swung me around so that I was on the edge of the bed and he flipped me all in one strong motion. He was literally manhandling me, not giving me any option as to what to do, and it was awesome!



I pretended to fight a little as he pushed my shoulders off the bed and down towards the floor but he over powered me and before I knew it I was lying on a pillow upside down looking at my own pussy.



He plunged his dick back inside my swollen lady parts and the orgasm picked right up where it had left off. After about a minute of stroking in and out of me and making sure I saw his dick going in me he pulled out.



“You came on my face last time, now it’s your turn. You can cum now and I want you to push that squirt harder than you ever have before.”



With that I started feverishly rubbing my clit as he slid two fingers inside of me and massaged my G-spot like it was a punching bag. The rough touch was just what I needed and I started to push as that “have to go” feeling came to me.



“Oh my god! Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!” I screamed as my juice sprayed all over my face, my tits, my stomach, my hair and the floor beneath me. I loved it, and when I opened my eyes and saw my swollen pussy pumping and pushing and opening I was in shock and in love with what he was doing to me.



I was pushing so hard I could feel the 3.5″ inch wide almost 10 inch around butt plug trying to pop out of my ass. I was a little worried about that both because of the obvious and because he had not told me to take it out. So I finally began to calm myself down and bring my orgasm back to earth. It had been about 5 minutes since I started cumming and I was literally light headed.



“Go take a shower and remove your toy. Then come back to me ready for more.” He told me almost reading my mind about how sticky and cum covered I was.



I got into the shower and turned it on hot but my legs were so weak I had to sit down on my shower stool. Sitting down on a butt plug that large is an interesting feeling to say the least and it shocked the hell out of me.



After I got my legs back and carefully, slowly removed my plug I washed myself from head to toe, got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a large towel. I walked back into my room to find him standing naked by my bed spread which was laid out on the floor with a strange device lying on top of it.



“Take off the towel and go stand in front of the spreader bar.” He commanded. I had seen spreader bars in those kinky bondage porn clips before but I had never used one or actually seen one in real life before. It was kind of tough looking. All black, a metal bar with chains and leather cuff straps on the end and in the middle.

I walk into the apartment without knocking. I am expected and you are about to fulfill one of my deepest darkest fantasies. You are waiting for me in the living room wearing dress pants and a button-down shirt in a shade of dusty blue. I scan the room but I don’t see Jordan anywhere. You smile and lead me into the bedroom where Jordan is waiting, one narrow hip leaned against the bedpost. His mocha skin contrasts sharply with the gleaming white of his crisp shirt. You lead me to the bed and sit down, drawing me down next to you. Your hands slip around my waist and pull me closer to you, softly kissing my lips. The bed depresses when Jordan joins us and I tense slightly.



“shhh.” your voice is barely audible and your big hands stroke soothingly against the what I have gotten myself into. You turn my back into your broad warm chest and run your fingers down my arms and back up my torso, cupping my big DDD breasts. Jordan leans closer and tips my chin up to brush my lips with his. His hand slips slowly down my throat, caressing my pulse, causing shivers to race up and down my spine.



You move your hands up over my hard nipples to the top button of my dress, slipping it free. Jordan slides his hands up my thighs, drawing my skirt up higher while his lips drop lower to my breasts. Somehow I think you two have done this before because was so preoccupied with what Jordan was doing that I didn’t even notice that my dress was and down off my shoulders.



I feel you move from behind me and find myself pushed back against the pillows. Two pairs of hands quickly strip the dress from my body, giving me no chance to be shy or nervous. Before I can blink, my bra, panties, and shoes join the dress on the floor. Sensing my now eager compliance, you pinch and pull at my tingling nipples. You are less gentle now, knowing I relish your roughness. My breath comes faster now and I squeal in surprise when Jordan spreads my thighs wide and shoves his tongue deep inside my already wet pink pussy.



I reach out for you and find you naked beside me, your big hard cock just inches from my lips. When I stroke you with my hand you groan softly and lean into my touch.



“Lick my cock, baby.” The words leave your lips even as my eager tongue traces a path from the root of your penis to the thick tip. I nuzzle the underside and move back up to draw your broad mushroom shaped head into the warm wet cavern of my mouth. I continue to swirl my tongue crazily around your shaft, making you wet so you can slide deeper between my lips. I moan softly in response to Jordan’s questing tongue, the sound vibrating against your heavy penis. I open my mouth wide and carefully swallow you deeper and deeper. You are so big that it is a challenge but soon I find my nose buried in your groin and your cock firmly wedged down my throat.



Jordan licks furiously at my clit while plunging a finger in and out of my tight little pussy. I feel my muscles clench around the thrusting digit, making him really work to enter my body when he adds a second and third finger.



“Oh my god!” my voice is throaty and hoarse. I grind my hips hard against his long fingers and lapping tongue, glad that you pulled back, allowing me to draw in a few ragged breaths. l whimper and pant, feeling a powerful climax crashing over me with devastating force. My body tenses and electric currents run up and down my spine converging between my spread thighs.



When my body relaxes, you pull away from me completely. Jordan gives my pussy one last slow lick, making me shudder at the intense sensation. He moves up next to my body, stroking my heated skin with soothing fingers. I finally open my eyes and smile at him, reaching out to pull him close. My gaze falls to his hugely erect penis and words fail me utterly. There must be an elephant or a brahma bull in his family tree somewhere because he just can’t be entirely human!



“Like what you see?” Jordan’s amused chuckle wakes me from my stunned state and something tells me he has had that reaction before.



“I think she does.” You lay down on my other side and mirror Jordan’s touches, multiplying the pleasure I feel. They are both right. It goes without saying that im thrilled to be in bed with two handsome men who have almost freakishly huge equipment. My pussy and ass almost ache just at the thought of what I am about to do and it has me getting hotter and wetter by the second.



“Ride him, baby. I want to watch you get yourself off.” Jordan orders me in a quiet voice that makes me shiver and I imediately move to my knees and straddle your hips. I position the thick head of your gorgeous cock against my tight opening, rolling my hips and coating you with my helpless juices. I slowly sink down on you, taking inch after inch inside my body. I can feel my pussy stretch to accept you, gripping your shaft tightly. Finally our pelvic bones bump together and I whimper. I rise up again slowly, nearly letting you go and then forcing myself back down on you hard and fast.



You move a hand to my tightly stretched slit and slowly rub my exposed clit. Jordan gets up and moves behind me to cup my bobbing breasts, rolling the nipples and pulling them up and away from my body. I thrill at the slightly rough treatment, riding your big cock even harder and faster. I can feel my orgasm approaching and I ride you harder, greedily taking all you have to offer until my whole body tenses and I squirt helplessly halfway up your torso. Two sets of hands slowly stroke my body to allow me to come back to myself.



“I want your ass, babe. Get over here.” Jordan’s quiet voice both thrills me and fills me with trepidation. I have never been with anyone quite so big and I have never had anything even close to that huge in my asshole.



“Please be gentle.” My voice betrays my nervousness because both of you cuddle me close and soothe my fears.



“I promise, baby, I will make sure you are ready for me. I want you to enjoy this too.” Jordan’s calming hands lead me to lay down on my back across the width of the bed with my ass just at the edge. You position yourself by my head and guide your penis to my eager lips. I can taste myself on you and I groan quietly. I want to taste your cum, feel you shoot down my willing throat. Jordan spreads my thighs wide and presses them way back with my knees on either side of my chest. I feel very exposed but strangely no longer afraid.



Gentle fingers stroke my clit and I feel the cool slide of lube being applied to my asshole. Jordan enters me slowly with first one finger and then two, stretching me carefully. He begins to move them faster, moving in close to lap at my now hypersensitive clit, making me squeal around the huge bulk of your slowly pistoning shaft. He adds a third finger and my asshole reluctantly stretches to accept the thickness. I grip the sheets tightly knowing I will soon have that gorgeous cock deep inside me. Again he moves his plunging fingers a little faster, making sure I can handle what he is doing.



My mouth is full of cock so to signal my eagerness, I slide my hands up my torso and roughly pinch my own tingling nipples and whimper around the bulk sliding in and out of my throat. I can feel more lube being dripped against my asshole. I am so ready for this. Jordan gives my pussy one last lick and moves up over my body. He positions the blunt tip of his dick against my slippery little asshole and slowly pushes forward, straining to go slow and make it good for me. I can feel my body relax and the first few inches slip inside with relative ease.



Jordan’s head rests against my heaving breasts for a moment while he tries to catch his breath. I reach out and grip his hips, pressing my body up to meet his, physically begging him to give me more. He chuckles against my boobs and bites at my nipples, determined to take his time. He begins a slow pace, pulling back and thrusting deeper every few strokes. I can feel my body stretch to accomodate his thrilling girth, knowing that he is thickest at the base. I want more but I know I am totally at his mercy, pinned to the bed by two massive cocks.



I continue to lick and suck deeply, sometimes just allowing you to fuck my throat. I trust you to pull back when I need to breath. Finally i can feel Jordan’s groin press against me and I know i have all of that huge cock in my ass. I shudder, feeling incredibly full. The position puts pressure on my g-spot and I can feel a powerful orgasm swiftly approaching. Seeing that I have taken all of him without any discomfort, Jordan starts thrusting a little faster, full length strokes that drive me crazy.



Sensing the end is near for all of us, both of you start pounding my body, taking what you want from me. Two sets of hands maul my breasts, the rough treatment only serving to heighten my pleasure. The slow building pleasure suddenly peaks and my body tenses and shudders uncontrolably. I feel your cock swell and jerk in my mouth, pouring thick jets of sperm down my throat. That is is all I need to set off another even more powerful climax for me. Just at that moment I feel Jordan thicken to even more impossible proportions in my ass. He lets loose a torrent of hot cum deep in my bowels. I begin to lose track of everything but the sensations I’m feeling. You pull back just in time for me to scream out my pleasure to the rafters.



We sigh and groan, bodies collapsing in a sweaty heap to kiss and cuddle. Three pairs of hands roam lazily over three very sated bodies. I feel so relaxed and sore but in a good way. It makes me remember the pleasure we just experienced. I stretch my aching muscles and snuggle up closer to the both of you.



“We really have to do this again sometime.” Tired chuckles follow my words and I think maybe this was just the beginning of a very pleasurable friendship.

My face dripping wet, I gently rolled Michelle off me.



“Oh, God Joe,” she sighed as she lay on her back enjoying the afterglow. Kara, somewhat recovered now, curled up next to me as the three of us laid there motionless, simply enjoying our mutual bliss.



I’m not sure at what point or for how long we fell asleep for, but I awoke to the low humming sound of a vibrator. I looked at Kara still lying next to me, but she was sound asleep. I rolled onto my side and saw Michelle sitting up with her back against the headboard. She held a half-empty glass of wine in one hand and was gently rubbing the shaft of the vibrator up and down her upper thigh.



“Well, I guess somebody is getting back into the mood,” I said smiling.



Michelle laughed a sexy laugh and smiled back at me.



“That girl has a drive that’s insatiable,” I heard Kara say as she propped herself up on her elbows.



“And she finished off that bottle of wine. I’ll open another one. Maybe that will get me back in the mood as well,” she said as she left the room to retrieve another bottle.



On her way out she paused next to Michelle and whispered, “I’ll grab that present you bought me as well.”



Michelle giggled and handed her glass to me. I swallowed the last of the wine and placed the glass on the night table. Michelle lay down and curled herself next to me in a spooning position. I wrapped an arm around her and she pushed her ass up against my cock. A low growl escaped my mouth and Michelle pushed back harder against me.



Kara had reentered the room, glass full of wine in one hand and a twin shaped dildo in the other. She took a gulp of chardonnay and lay next to Michelle on the bed. Michelle’s hand traced a circle around Kara’s tan stomach and then ran it down to her pussy. Kara moaned and took another sip from her glass. Michelle pushed back harder against my cock and I reached my fingers toward her moist slit.



“Oh, Joe,” she moaned as my cock rested in the crack of her tight little ass.



Kara had now inserted one end of her dildo into her pussy. Michelle reached her arm behind me and onto the small of my back. Rising up from the bed, but making sure I stayed behind her, she slid between Kara’s legs and allowed the other end of the dildo to slip into her now dripping wet slit. A slight moan escaped both of their lips and Michelle placed her hand on my hip gently guiding me into position behind her.



My chest rested on Michelle’s back as my cock pushed up against her tan ass. I reached for a tube of K-Y laying on the nightstand and drained it over the crack of her ass. With one hand I smeared it over my shaft and gently began pushing my cock into her ass. Michelle moved her hips forward.



“Oh God yes!” Kara moaned as Michelle pushed up against her, their shared dildo penetrating each other’s pussy. Michelle slowly pushed back against me and I allowed the head of my cock to enter her ass.



“Ohhhh,” Michelle moaned. It wasn’t a moan of pure ecstasy, but more of a mix of pleasure and curiosity. She pushed back a little more and my cock slowly disappeared inside her.



“Mmmm,” she sighed and I understood that she was okay.



Her ass was so tight; I slowly pushed myself deeper into her.



“Oh God,” I grunted and Michelle pushed deeper into Kara.



I pumped my cock slowly and gently into Michelle’s waiting ass, each push from me creating a chain reaction of pleasure as the girls’ penetrated each other. Kara raised her hips to take the dildo deeper into her and push the other end further into Michelle.



“Oh yes, fuck me Kara,” Michelle moaned as she moved her hips rapidly up and down the shaft of the plastic cock, each motion sending my cock deeper into her ass.



“Fuck yes!” she screamed as my dick and her dildo penetrated her from both sides.



Kara met our pleasure with pleasure of her own – every one of my pumps sending both women further toward ecstasy.



I grabbed Michelle by the hips and pumped my cock into her one last time, emptying it in her ass. She leaned forward to take all of Kara’s dildo into her, filling the two of them up with it.



“Oh, yes!” Michelle yelled as her ecstasy peaked and trailed off into moans.



“God!” Kara exhaled and pulled Michelle against her chest, holding her there for a moment, her eyes closed, her lips parted.



I rolled onto my side, once again not believing what we had just done. I placed my arm under my wife’s head and held her close as the three of us drifted off into a dazed euphoria.

Later that same night, James and Rachel were still lying in bed naked, holding and touching each other, never letting their arousal fade yet not allowing it to raise either. Hours went by with neither of them giving in to the other yet still teasing the hell out their lover. Hands, mouths and tongues roamed while their lust and love mingled and mixed. There wasn’t a single moment when neither James nor Rachel would give quarter.



They had worked each other up for hours, and the sexual tension continued building until both broke down at the same time. Suddenly, they were all over each other kissing, licking rubbing and grinding their bodies together. The scent of Rachel’s soaking wet pussy was heavy in the air while James’ cock was clearly throbbing with his heartbeat, trapped between them. There was a moment of wrestling for position while Rachel wanted to ride her lover’s fat cock and he wanted to pound her from behind. Eventually a compromise was made, and James was rewarded with the view of his loving girlfriend’s pussy gripping his dick as she straddled it facing away and bounced on it.



James knew he wouldn’t last long in this position; the feeling was far too good for him to hold back. His mind started to wander, trying to think of something to help him to keep from blowing his load too quickly. After a few moments, he felt some extra movement and realized that Rachel had begun rubbing her clit as she slid up and down his wide pole. By the way she was grinding down on him and how fast her hand was moving, he could tell she was close and that if he could hang on just a little longer, she’d go over the edge.



Rachel could feel her orgasm building as she stuffed herself full of her boyfriend’s large member and she wanted to cum quick so she had dropped her hand between her legs to rub her clit and throw herself over the edge. She was nearly there, when she felt James slide a spit-slickened finger into her ass. That was all the encouragement she needed and within seconds, her world exploded into a shower of fireworks. She was screaming her pleasure and not even noticing. As she came down from her reality exploding orgasm, she felt James still pounding his cock into her, starting to moan. She could tell he was about to shoot his cum and she wanted it all. Rachel hadn’t gotten around to telling him that she’d gotten back on birth control, but she suspected he knew because of the ring placed in her vagina.



“Baby, you gotta get up, I’m about to cum!” James moaned. His balls were about to empty themselves and he had no way to stem the flow of his baby batter from spraying all over the walls of Rachel’s pussy. He tried to lift her up enough to get his cock out of her, but she started riding him again, only this time, she was bouncing hard and squeezing his shaft, as though she were trying to milk his spunk using just her cunt. “Rachel, lover, babe… Please, we can’t afford for you to get pregnant. You have to get off me now!” He was at his limit and in less than a second was spurting jizz deep inside her, coating her cervix and pumping so much of his sperm into her, it started leaking out around his pulsating member.



Once she felt the twitching of her man’s cock slow, Rachel got off of him and turned around. She had a huge smile on her face as she took hold of his pecker and sat back down on it, this time, squeezing it into her asshole.” Surprise baby, I got that birth control ring you tried to convince me to get.” She continued smiling as she slowly rode James’ still hard and thick fuck stick with her ass, loving the feeling of his hot cum inside her. She had to stop for a moment when she lifted up a little too far to put his cock back in her ass when some of their mixed cum dripped out of her pussy and landed on her wrist. Rachel quickly positioned James’ tip in her ass and brought her hand to her mouth to lick their mixed cum off.



“Do we taste good, beautiful?” James asked her, trying to keep his focus off of how tight her ass was gripping his dick. He was doing his best to not start pounding into her so he wouldn’t hurt her, knowing they didn’t fuck anally very often. But the smile on her face as she replied made his cock throb hard.



“Baby, I wouldn’t want to taste any other man. Ever.” With that, Rachel slid two fingers into her leaking cunny and pulled out some more of their love juices only to lick her fingers clean again. She kept her eyes locked on James’ the whole time as she meticulously scooped out their mixed cum with her fingers and sucked it off as she slowly rode his thick cock with her backdoor. Rachel let moans escape as she teased herself with her fingers as she slid them deep inside herself to draw out the last of their mixed fluids.



“Oh, shit! You’re so fucking sexy when you do that! Keep fingering yourself while you ride my fat dick with your ass!” James was dragging his fingernails up and down his lover’s thighs, leaving light red trails in their wake. He could feel her flesh prickling up beneath his hands as she took a sharp breath in surprise. His eyes couldn’t stop moving, roving from her face full of pleasure, to her tits bouncing with her efforts, to her fingers fucking her pussy and rubbing her clit and down to his cock disappearing into Rachel’s tight asshole. He knew he wasn’t going to last long at the rate she was bouncing on his dick, and he tried his best to keep from busting his nut deep in her ass too soon.



Rachel felt waves of pleasure radiating from where each of her lover’s nails scratched her and it sent tingles straight to her pussy and clit. Her moans became more frequent as she felt James’ big dick stretching her ass open with each stroke into her. With her fingers alternating between slamming hard into her pussy and frantically rubbing her clit, Rachel was quickly getting close to having another orgasm. Her head was thrown back and her eyes closed as she rode her man hard.



James reached out and fumbled around on the nightstand, searching for the object he knew was close at hand. Finding it, he used his other hand to push Rachel back so he could work the vibrator into her wet cunt and turning it on full power. He nearly came as he felt the vibrations against his solid member in her ass and heard her scream in pleasure and surprise. Keeping one hand holding the end of the vibe, he used his other hand to rub Rachel’s clit, moaning and urging her to cum.



Rachel felt the welcome intrusion and sudden vibrations in her sopping wet hole and almost instantly came. She was just barely able to keep from cumming and kept riding James’ cock and the vibrator, staying right on the edge of her orgasm as she felt the vibrations all through her clit, pussy and ass as well as her man’s throbbing pole. Feeling all of it and thinking about each individual felling coming together brought her over the edge.



James suddenly felt the muscles in Rachel’s ass grip his member in waves as fluid started spraying from her pussy. Shocked, he lay there and watched as this amazing woman was cumming and squirting all over him. Her screams of pleasure ended as she abruptly collapsed onto her back, the vibrator sliding from her pussy and his dick popping out and slapping down into the puddle of his girlfriend’s cum on his stomach. He quickly sat up, checking to see if his girlfriend was okay. Finding her to be unconscious, he got up and rinsed off in the shower.



Rachel awoke to her boyfriend settling back down onto the bed with his towel draped around his shoulders. “Hey babe,” she said as she stretched. She rubbed her hand up and down James’ thigh, grazing his balls and cock with her fingertips, “how long was I out for?” She started lightly rubbing the top of his dick as she looked up into his eyes.



“Not long enough for me to forget that you squirted all over me and left me with a hard cock like the one you’re reviving with your hand there.” He leaned down and kissed her, pulling her closer to his side. As the kiss broke, he let his eyes roam over Rachel’s body, appreciating every smooth curve.



Rachel watched his eyes wandering about on her body and shivered with pleasure as she leaned down to take James’ stiff rod into her mouth. Slowly, she sunk down on it, taking as much as she could before setting her teeth against his flesh and carefully raising her head as her teeth scraped along his swollen tight skin. She listened to his moan and smiled around his cock and kept working him with her mouth, loving the taste and feel of the meat stick attached to the man she loves.



James could feel his balls pulling up and tightening as he neared his breaking point. “Babe,” he moaned, “Babe, I’m gonna cum soon.” He lifted her hair from her face so he could watch her lips tightly wrapped around his member as she looked straight into his eyes. As he watched, she smiled and seeing her teeth set against his cock, he was sent shooting over the edge. He grunted loudly and then he started cumming.



Rachel quickly closed her lips tight around him as she felt and tasted the first spurts of his jizz wash over her tongue. She sucked hard on him as he moaned her name in orgasmic bliss. Shot after shot of James’ cum flew into her mouth as she let it flood the remaining space around his cock and her tongue, she felt shivers down her spine. After what seemed like forever, she felt him start to soften and the pulsing stop as his orgasm subsided. Rachel swallowed the mouthful of cum and smiled again at James as he leaned down for a kiss before pulling her close and drifting off to sleep.

Hi again, readers! Hope you enjoy this juicy little bit…thanks for your great comments on my other stories…



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I was walking through the streets of the little Central American town, headed to one of its many markets. Founded by the Spanish over 500 years ago, it’s nestled in a ring of mostly-dormant volcanoes. You can still see the occasional plume of steam and smoke escaping the crest of one or the other of them.



I stepped across the median of the bustling street, cars, motorcycles, buses, mopeds, and other pedestrians crowding together on all sides. The main market was ahead of me, and I looked forward to wanderings its confines. I was washed in a sea of sights, sounds, and smells. There were seemingly endless rows of stalls, hawking endless varieties of goods. Here, (probably) illegally copied movies and CD’s, over there, soccer jerseys, down the way, a variety of shoes, and across from that, used parts for cars and motorcycles. There were people of all descriptions — black, white, red. This is a favorite destination of European visitors, and I can see — and hear — Germans, Brits, French, as well as other nationalities I didn’t readily recognize. There are those of Spanish descent, or Castilianos, as they are known, as well as the darker skinned mestisos, and still-darker native descendants. All in a hodge-podge of colors, textiles, and textures. I smelled chicken grilling in an open-air cookshop, ripe fruit hanging at every turn, diesel and oil fumes, sweet perfumes, roasting coffee grown on the adjoining volcanic hillsides, the pungent odor of unwashed humanity. It was a paradise of old and new — forgotten and yet undiscovered. And did I mention some of the most beautiful women anywhere? THAT was just an added bonus to my travels.



It was Friday, my first day in this town, and toward late afternoon, I begun noticing even more people on the streets and sidewalks, if that were possible. People were getting out of work, and I also noticed a peculiar addition to the burgeoning population of pedestrians. There began to be uniforms everywhere — specifically, girls in uniforms everywhere. Were they schoolgirls? I didn’t think so…they appeared to be in their late teens and early twenties. I was intrigued, and definitely titillated. The majority of the uniforms were a combination of short plaid skirts in the school’s colors, a dark blazer over a white blouse, and to top it off, knee high stockings and heels. Almost invariably, heels. ‘N-i-i-i-i-c-e,’ I thought to myself.



I continued to shop for a while, enjoying the sights and sounds, but then decided to head over toward the Parque Central, the town’s huge public square. The area was over 100 yards on each side, and in the center a gigantic fountain and attendant sculptures spouting water. I stood near the fountain, turning in a slow circle to take it all in. Along one side was a long arcade, people crowding in a long queue to put their paychecks in the bank. I was told this was an every-Friday occurrence. Along another side was a massive palace-like structure, complete with stone pillars, loads of sculpture and ornamentation, and armed guards along its facade. Opposite this was a string of small shops, restaurants, cafe tables, and bars. But what struck me most was the people. It was a people-watching paradise.



I decided to take a seat on one of the many benches, at the opposite end from an older gentleman, probably in his late fifties or early sixties. He smiled at me genially and nodded. After a while of drinking in the sights, I decided to strike up a conversation with my neighbor. He introduced himself as Francisco. He said he like to come here in the afternoons while his wife shopped in the markets. The two of us sat and watched, as children played in the fountain, or chased each other playing tag. There were people of all ages; mothers walking with their children, homeless begging for spare change, others returning home from work, or most people, like me, just enjoying the fading light of evening.



“Francisco, what is the reason for the uniforms the girls all wear?” I asked my new friend.



“These are girls from the secretarial and business schools,” he replied. “Beautiful, si?”



“Si,” I nodded emphatically.



As we continued to watch, a pair of these girls approached from our right, on one of the pathways traversing the park. One was tall, approaching six feet, with long, slender legs, and the lighter hair characteristic of the Castilianos. Over her shoulder, she had slung a bright pink Hello Kitty backpack. She had a natural beauty, and appeared only to wear a little eye makeup and lipstick. Her companion, dressed identically, was maybe a foot shorter, slightly darker complexion, and noticeably stockier, although still very attractive. She appeared more thick-waisted, with more athletic, muscular legs than her tall friend. All in all, a very sexy pair. I received nothing more than a quick glance from both girls as they made their way in front of us, and off to our left.



About 10 minutes later, as Francisco and I were talking about the history of the town, the same two girls — I saw the backpack — walked toward us again. This time, they eyeballed me a little longer, so I nodded. At this, the two girls leaned in to each other giggling as they walked past. Francisco rattled off something unintelligible to the pair, and the tall one glanced over her shoulder, sticking out her tongue at Francisco, and then gave him the sweetest, most devilish grin I’ve ever seen as they continued on away from us.



“My Spanish is not bad, but I didn’t understand what you said to her.” He had spoken rapidly, in a kind of slang.



“I told the girls to come back and enjoy the company of my friend,” he said. At this, I blushed, and told him I appreciated him looking out for me. “It is still early — there is still hope for you, my friend. Well, it is 6:00, and I must go and find my wife. Enjoy the rest of your time here,” Francisco told me as he stood up to go. I rose and shook his hand, and we said our goodbyes.



I wandered the square somewhat aimlessly, coming to the idea of enjoying a beer at one of the cafes. Just as I started to head toward one called La Abondanza, I heard a voice from behind me.



“Buenos tardes,” said a sweet voice. I thought maybe it was one of the many people wandering the square, selling jewelry or weavings to tourists. To my surprise, as I turned around, I saw the two girls Francisco had tried to entice earlier. I stopped in my tracks, trying to believe whether my look could really be this good.



“Buenos tardes,” I returned in my best Spanish. “Me llamo Estefan. Mucho gusto.”



The two introduced themselves as Esperanza (the taller one), and Mariadela (the shorter one). After a minute or so of agonizing awkwardness in all parties involved, I suggested getting a few beers at the cafe where I had been headed. The girls said they knew a better one, where it would be a little less crowded. I agreed, and we set off across the park. At first, I decided I needed to keep on my guard. Not knowing the area, I didn’t want to be taken in by a possible scam or get set up to be mugged by an acquaintance of the girls. Luckily, we didn’t walk very far, and ducked into the coolness of a small restaurant on one of the side streets just off the square. I relaxed a little, feeling like I didn’t have to worry as much now. I still wouldn’t drink too much, just in case.



We three sat at a tiny table in a back corner of the establishment, the two girls flanking me on either side. As I asked the two what they wanted to drink, they each flashed me the sweetest smiles. I was hoping it was going to be a good night. We ordered three beers, which the little elderly waitress brought back momentarily.



After an hour or so of questions about each other’s lives, boyfriends, girlfriends, or luckily the lack thereof, how I was enjoying my touring, and just general harmless chit-chat, the two got up to go to the bathroom. When they returned, Mariadela asked me how long I would be in town. I told them I was to leave tomorrow afternoon, and they both said that was too bad, that they would like to have shown me around. For a moment, the girls put their heads together and then returned their attention to me. In a flurry of Spanish, Esperanza spoke to the woman behind the counter, and in five minutes’ time, two bags of food and two bottles of wine arrived at our table. At first I was uncomprehending, but when Mariadela stood up and took my hand, I realized we were getting our dinner to go. Better and better.



It was only a short walk up the street to the girls’ apartment. Since it was still early, there were plenty of people on the streets. We passed the bolted doors of shops that had closed up for the night, and now there were the sounds of the night in a bustling town. People out enjoying themselves, lively music coming from a number of restaurants and clubs. The cobblestone street was a narrow affair, tiny sidewalks on each side, the ironwork grilles of windows punctuating the walls of the buildings we passed. It was a decidedly picturesque place. I was definitely coming back to visit again.



We arrived at an oaken door studded with brass nails. The house’s walls, right at the edge of the sidewalk, were a coral-colored plaster, and a window grille looked out on the entrance. Mariadela took out her keys and unlocked the entry door, while Esperanza ushered me inside. It took my eyes some time to adjust to the dim light of the single lamp that sat on a small table in the corner. The apartment was cozy, a tiny little living space with whitewashed walls that was virtually stuffed with two oversized sofas and a low coffee table. The few antique photos and prints hanging on the walls gave the place a definite Old World feel.



I dumped the two bags of food onto the coffee table and sat on a sofa, while Esperanza put on some music. I recognized the same type of dance music that I had heard coming from one of the clubs we had passed earlier. After this, Esperanza came over to where I sat and kicked off her shoes. In a moment of cruel teasing, she put her left foot on the sofa and slowly, ever so slowly, unrolled her white stocking to take it off. Without even trying, I got a glimpse of silky white panties beneath her dark skirt. She caught me looking and flashed me a wicked grin. She then switched feet and repeated the entire agonizing process right in front of me.



Taking her cue from the taller girl, Mariadela did a mock strip-tease, spinning and undulating in time to the music as she removed her blazer. She looked deep into my eyes and began unbuttoning the top of her blouse. First, one, then another, then another button…and stopped. I realized then what a tantalizing display of cleavage she was putting on. The tops of her lacy black bra cups just peeked over the edges of her partially opened shirt.



Now that both girls were comfortable, they flopped down onto the floor, heedless of their short skirts, and started digging through the food to pass it around. I slid off the couch and deposited myself on the floor between the two of them. I realized I hadn’t eaten for hours, and the food was delicious. A semi-spicy mixture of meats and tortillas, tamales, and good red wine. Bookended by the two beautiful sirens, I was in heaven!



We all laughed as the two told me stories about things that happened at their school, or some of their adventures on weekends when they weren’t in school. Everyone was having a good time, loosened up from the wine, but not to the point of drunkenness. At one point, Mariadela jumped up and yelled, “I love this song!” She began undulating to the music, her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of moving in rhythm. Esperanza stood up to join her, and I got a “floor’s-eye view” of the two friends locked in a steamy embrace, each holding the other close, arms encircling waists. Occasionally there was a kiss on the lips, or a stroked cheek. It was obvious the girls adored each other. As the music heated up further, Mariadela moved one of her thighs so it was between the legs of Esperanza and they danced in a style similar to Meringue. Their sexy hips gyrated back and forth as they continued to hold each other tight. I felt myself getting incredibly turned on by this candid display of intimacy. The two kissed again, and I saw one of Mariadela’s hands slip between the two of their bodies, rubbing the both of them from the outside. Esperanza let out a gasp as she enjoyed the feel of her friend’s hand on her clothed pussy. In a frenzy, the two kissed eagerly one last time, and then collapsed on the floor next to me in a tangle of legs, laughing and exhausted from the dancing.



We talked for what seemed like hours — I couldn’t remembering having so much fun in a long time. It was somewhat of a surprise when Mariadela asked me what hotel I was staying at. I told her the San Lucas. As if on command, Esperanza stood up, saying it was getting late, and it was probably time to go to bed. The statement hit me like a ton of bricks, and I went instantly from being on top of the world, to being absolutely depressed. I was NOT looking forward to returning to my tiny hotel room alone to jerk myself off. Been there, done that. I stood up slowly, starting to say my good-byes to the two girls, when Mariadela giggled and said something in rapid-fire Spanish to Esperanza.



“Silly man! I meant you are to come to bed with us!” Esperanza told me, laughing. Holy shit! I couldn’t believe my luck.



Mariadela grabbed my hand and led me down a short hallway to a small room with a huge antique-looking bed at one wall. The headboard was ornately carved wood, dark with age, and must have been at least 8 feet wide. As I looked around the room, she explained that they shared a bed, since they needed to save money, and a one-bedroom apartment is much cheaper. From behind me, Esperanza chimed in that over time they had become lovers, and that they shared virtually everything. I think my cock stood at full attention at this last thought. As I stood contemplating this, the tall beauty spun me toward her and leaned in for a kiss.



The two of them lighted a series of oil lamps — it’s cheaper than electricity, one of them explained, and the room was thrown into a warm, golden glow. As Esperanza went back down the hall to turn out the living room light, Mariadela reached down and pulled the hem of my shirt over my head. She purred in delight as her soft hands caressed my chest and shoulders. I heard the music grow louder as Esperanza carried one of the speakers into the hallway. A second later, I felt her behind me, her breath on my skin as she planted tiny whispers of kisses on my back. Her strong, supple arms encircled my waist, and I felt her fingers working to undo the button of my pants. Mariadela leaned closer to give her a hand, and soon my pants and underwear slid to the floor. I continued kissing first one girl, then the other. After a while I told the girls I had really enjoyed watching them kiss each other earlier.



“Anything you wish,” said Mariadela. And with that, she wrapped her hand in Esperanza’s thick mane of dirty blonde hair, pulling her head down for a long, slow kiss. They were locked in a sensual embrace, lips pressed together, mouths open, tongues intertwined. Hands roved each other’s bodies, exploring, teasing. Esperanza leaned down even further as she continued to kiss her lover, running a hand up under Mariadela’s skirt, and stroking her sopping pussy. Mariadela’s breath hissed inward, and she exhaled a sigh of delight. Esperanza pulled the shorter girl’s panties to the side, running a finger up an down the wet slit. Mariadela spread her legs wider as she stood soaking her friend’s finger. Another gasp of pleasure issued from her mouth as first one, and then a second finger, disappeared deep inside the girl’s aching pussy. Esperanza was fingering her good now.



At last releasing her hold on Mariadela, Esperanza brought her hands up to the front of her friend’s blouse, undoing the remaining buttons. The garment slid off her shoulders. Next came the skirt and panties. Soon I was taking in the gorgeous sight of Mariadela’s body. She was thick hipped, lovely athletic thighs (she had told me she was a soccer player) met just below a pussy with one small tuft of dark hair, and a pair of grapefruit-sized breasts sat high on her chest. Luscious, huge nipples shone proud. I moved to take one into my mouth, and felt her hand wrap around my now-rigid cock. As I ministered to the shorter girl’s breasts, Esperanza finished undressing herself, and joined me in pleasuring her.



Esperanza knelt down between the two of us, first licking her roommate’s pussy, then taking the head of my cock in her mouth. Mariadela’s head was thrown back, a constant stream of moans and obscenities streaming from somewhere deep inside her, as her lover continued to stimulate every inch of her dripping cunt with tongue and fingers. I kissed from her ear, to her exposed throat, down to the tops of her breasts, using my tongue to circle her diamond-hard nipples. Esperanza’s tongue was working magic on my cock, swiping up and down the shaft, flitting underneath to my balls, and then playing with the head. Before long, she stood up and pushed me toward the bed, where I fell onto the edge and slid myself up toward the head.



“I want to ride that pretty cock,” Esperanza practically growled. With that, she moved up to straddle me, teasing my cock mercilessly. She knelt on one knee, with the sweet mouth of her pussy just millimeters away from sucking me into her. There was that ever-present wicked grin — she knew damned well how to drive me insane. Her hips lowered a fraction, so that just the tip of my cock pushed her outer pussy lips aside. I tried to move my hips up in response, but she had apparently anticipated my move; shaking her head teasingly, she moved back up, so I was left high and dry. She grabbed both my hands, putting them on her luscious, small breasts, and this time, sank ever so slowly down onto the shaft of my cock in one long, deliciously slow movement. She was now impaled down to the balls on me. A long, low moan of satisfaction was all she could let out. As she adjusted to her pussy being filled up, she leaned forward to kiss me deeply, and I circled my arms around her, holding her tight to me. I didn’t want her to get away to tease me again.



Now that she had perfect access, Mariadela situated herself between my legs, behind Esperanza, and stroked her hands down her roommate’s back. She massaged the other girl lovingly, stroking and caressing, kneading the supple flesh, until her hands wandered down to spread the cheeks of Esperanza’s tight ass apart. With my head propped on two pillows, I was treated to the sexy sight of Mariadela burying her tongue in the tight little asshole of her lover. It was driving Esperanza crazy, and she wriggled her hips in appreciation as she soaked my cock with her juices. I felt the occasional lash of Mariadela’s tongue on my balls as she flicked it up and down the entire slit of the pussy laid out in front of her. I decided I wanted to feel Esperanza grind on me, so I let her up from my crushing embrace, and she sat straight up on my rod. Mariadela knelt behind Esperanza hugging her from behind, teasing her nipples and squeezing her huge breasts. Esperanza, her long, lean legs astride me, was soon writhing in the throes of her first full-on orgasm. Her shuddering and quaking seemed to go on forever, and I felt the inner walls of her cunt spasming and gripping my cock, threatening to push me over the edge.



“I want to feel you explode inside me,” Esperanza said, as if she could read my mind and feel my impending orgasm. “I’m quite sure a young caballero like you can be persuaded to cum more than once tonight for us.”

Dedicated to the one that continues to haunt me.



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I get out of my car and walk up to you, smirking the whole way for I have this day planned and I am going to enjoy it. Holding out my arms, you step in and give me a hug as I place a soft kiss on your cheek and give you a squeeze. You tighten your arms around me, hugging me back not sure what I have planned but this is a nice start. Letting you go, I take out a blindfold and step back. I stare into your eyes as I slip it over your head, covering those beautiful brown eyes of yours. My arms go around you again and I kiss your neck, my breath tickling it as I hold you.



“You ready for today, Lindsey?” I whisper in your ear.



“Yes, sir,” you say with no hesitation.



“That’s my good girl,” I respond,” Hold out your hands.”



You hold out your hands so trustingly and you feel and hear the metal clicks of handcuffs binding your wrists together. I know you are surprised it very rare that I pull out the restraints in the open like this and their is another surprise in store. I pull your hair back as and something jingles in your ear as you feel the touch of leather slide around your neck; quivering a little and you feel yourself getting wet knowing that people could be watching this right now. I tighten it around your neck, almost choking you as I put it on and that gives you even more excitement. Our lips touch as I run my fingers through your hair, I kiss your cheek then your neck.



“You look so good baby doll, all collared and restrained. I can’t wait to get you alone.” I tell you.



“Of course, sir, anything you want,” you respond.



“You are being so good today, I am going to have to reward you.”



I tug on the collar as you feel the leash get attached to it and I give it a little pull, using it to guide you to the car. You are nervous as you walk, knowing that it is only my guidance keeping you from falling. I lead you slowly and you feel the leash go slack and you stop. I open the car door and I take your hand, helping you into the car. It takes you a little effort to find the seat and I keep helping to make sure you are all in the car. The car door shuts and you are left alone for a moment or two and you hear your heart beating and feel yourself breath in and out. The noise from the street is just background to you as you wait for me to get into the car. The sound of the other car door opening startles you a bit as I climb into the car. I pick up the leash again and wrap it around my hand before starting the car. I pull away from curb and we take the long drive up into the mountains. For the most part the drive is quiet as we wind our way through the pass though I do tease you with my fingers running along your skin. I play with your hair and rub my thumb across your lips which you take a playful nibble at it. You hear me chuckle as I move my thumb away.



“Naughty naughty,” I say, playfully as I grab your hair and pull on it lightly.



You make a light, low moan in your throat because of the pain but it feels so good. The long drive has given you plenty of time to imagine what I have planned. Is he going to tie me to a tree and take me or will it be bent over the hood of his car and he fucks me on the side of the road. He could also take me in the back of the car, hanging from the “oh shit” handles. You squirm a little in the seat as these thoughts roll around in your head; you hear him chuckle, a wicked deep sound. My hand touches your leg, brushing the skirt up; getting access to your soft skin. The leather of the leash slides along your skin still wrapped in my hand causing you to shiver. He told you not to wear panties and you wanted to obey but the skirt was so short, you couldn’t obey for the fear got the best of you. So, when his hand reached your panties you hear his sigh and his fingers dig into your inner thigh. After a moment, I stop squeezing your thigh and my finger gently touch your panties.



“What did I tell you today?” I ask.



“Um…,” You hesitate to respond.



“What did I tell you?” I ask more firmly.



“Not to wear panties, sir.”



“And what are these?” I ask, pulling on them with a finger.



“My little black and white boy shorts.”



“And those are?”



“Panties, sir, but I … was scared to go out without them,” You stammer out.



“I’m very disappointed in you, I gave you a simple command and you failed me. You do understand I am going to have to punish you for this,” I tell you, in a firm tone.



“Yes sir,” You say softly.



My hand tangles in your hair and I pull sharply on it, forcing your head back.



“What as that little one? I didn’t hear you.”



“Yes Sir,” you say distinctly.



I let go of your hair, hearing you gasp as the pain recedes. You sit quietly as the drive continues and the isolation of blindfold works its way into your mind. You go back to the thoughts of where you are going and what he is going to do to you, with the added punishment for disobeying him. Your mind adds the leather of his belt slapping again and again into your ass. You squirm in the seat at the thoughts flowing through your head. You like the way he controls you and the way he punishes you for misbehaving.



I watch you, glancing at you as we drive. I can tell you are lost in thought because you are being quiet and your fingers are playing with the hem of your skirt. You are adorable, the way your dark hair frames your face; it always makes my fingers itch to brush it away from your neck and kiss it. I drive a little faster; I am just as excited to get start my plan. We drive in silence for another fifteen minutes up into the mountains. I pull up in front of the house and I turn off the car. I climb out of the car and make my around. Holding open the door for you, I help you out; taking the leash into my hand again.



“Come along, baby doll, we are here,” I command you.



I tug on the leash, leading you down the path to the front door. This is the place for my plans, I open up the door. Escorting you into the house, I guide you to the table. It is a solid oak table, six feet in length and four feet wide, built a long time ago. It is sturdy and has had many meals eaten on it but this is a different kind of serving that will be done tonight. I push you against the table, trapping you against it as I kiss you. My desire is apparent to you as I press our bodies together.



You feel my hands push you onto the cool wood of the table. Your skirt rides up as you slide across the top of the table. It takes you a minute to realize what he is doing as he pushes you down on the table top. His hands keep a hold of the cuffs on your wrists and you feel them get taken off. His lips on yours as he kisses you hard and passionately. He pushes your body down onto the table, holding your arms above your head. His teeth sink into your neck as he keeps you trapped to the table. You feel the strap go over one wrist, it gets cinched down tight against your skin. The other strap goes around just as tight as he finishes strapping your arms to the table.



Once I am done with your arms, I slide my hands down your body roughly feeling every inch of you. I get to your skirt and lift it up. I shake my head sadly at the sight of your boy shorts, as much as I love them I am still angry at you for wearing them. I pull them off of you, none to gently and hold them in my hand. Once that is done, I reach and hold down your ankle, I pull the loop over your foot and push it tight. My fingers stroke your other ankle then sliding them up and down your calf I tease you. We both know I am going to finish tying you to this table but I love the feel of your skin and feeling the anticipation going through your body. Sliding my hand up you leg, I go along your thigh getting my hand closer and closer to your pussy. The tips of my fingers brush it for a moment then move back down your leg and that causes me to smile at your squirming. I dig my fingers into your flesh on the way back down to your ankle. Holding onto it tight I slip the strap over it and pull it tight.



You feel me leave you but only for a moment. Hands grab your face and you mouth is forced open and your own panties are forced into your mouth. You try to talk but it is muffled by the cloth in your mouth. You can taste yourself on them from the teasing, the hair pulling, the blindfold, all of that got you wet on the ride up and now you taste that in your mouth. The straps get tightened, pulling your arms over the edge of table. His footsteps sound on the hardwood floor as he walks to the end of the table. The bindings pull hard on your legs as they get spread wide, opening your pussy up. Your skirt rides all the way up and you swear you can feel his gaze on your pussy as he tightens those straps.



I notice that she was wet before but now she is dripping. I see the first strand hit the table top and makes me long to lick it up but that is not part of the plan. I reach into the bag of goodies for tonight, I pull out a paddle for later and the remote vibrator for right now. I tease your pussy with the end, getting it coated in your pussy juices as I rub it against your clit. I slide it inside you, pushing it deep inside your pussy and I leave it there. I kiss your neck softly as I turn it on for the moment. I hear you gasp as it vibrates inside you and I smile as I turn it up another notch. I pull up a chair and watch as I play with the power.



Moaning and gasping into the gag, you just want to yell but you can’t. He is killing you as he messes with power of the vibrator. You feel the tension building inside you as he turns it back down; the combination of being tied up, the hard wood, the blindfold, tasting yourself on your panties and his control over the toy in your pussy. You fight against the rising tide of your orgasm because you know he will punish you more. The wetness drips out of your pussy down along your ass and onto the table. His breath is on your ear as he licks your ear.



“No cumming little one,” I command.



That almost makes you cum but you manage to throttle it down and keep your orgasm in check. It hurts but you manage it and you squirm on the table top. You feel the cool metal of nipple clamps pinch your nipples as he puts them on then you feel the chain of the third clamp go down across your stomach. He clips it to your clit, making you yelp into the gag and writhe against your restraints. Pure torture, his teasing and tempting you to disobey him and cum but keep it under control for him, you do really want to be good for him.



I smile down at you, watching you squirm on the table. This is going better than I had planned, you look so beautiful sprawled and stretched onto the table. I lean down and kiss your stomach, enjoying the feeling of your soft skin on my lips. I push the tip of my tongue out and I lick your skin; I growl because you taste so good to me. I sit back down watching you writhe on the table. I push the vibrator remote up a notch to hear you squeal. I let this go on for about 10 minutes before turning it off and standing back up, I move to the table. I take off the blindfold and pull the panties from your mouth. You whimper a little as you look into my eyes and I see the pleas to cum that you haven’t been able to voice reflected in them. I kiss you softly.



“Now baby doll, I am going to have to punish you for being such a naughty girl and wearing panties. So stay put and I will release the straps,” I tell you.



I take the straps off your arms, then your ankles. I watch you as you straighten your clothes, pulling your skirt and shirt back down. It is so cute when you are shy about your body, even though you know I get so hard for you. I wish you understood how much I treasure all of you, that smile, those eyes, your heart and your mind but you have a hard time seeing yourself clearly, so I will keep working on it. I pull you upright as kiss you softly. My hands reach down and slide your shirt up and off. You look away from me ass I grab your skirt, I strip it off of you. Gently, I grab you and roll you over onto your stomach. I, again, strap you down to the table pulling all the straps tight so you can’t get away. Patting your ass, I pick up the paddle and I show it to you.



“Time for your spankings, ten is the count for disobeying me,” I inform you.



“Yes, sir,” You respond.



The paddle cracks down on your ass, sending ripples through your flesh.



“One.”



The paddle rubs across your little ass and then it leaves and slams down on your ass again.



“Two.”



It hits your ass again, causing you to gasp.



“Three.”



Thwack.



“Four,” you yelp out, quivering a little. You feel your pussy dripping as he rubs the paddle along your pussy.



He waits and holds it, making you shiver in anticipation of the next crack of it on your ass. You wait for what seems like an eternity but when it comes it is just a gentle pat but still makes you jump a little.



“Five.”



The paddle slaps into your ass.



“Six.”



Smack.



“Seven,” you say as you moan a little.



It cracks against your ass causing you to shudder.



“Eight.”



He slams it into your ass, sending shiver all through your body.



“Nine.”



He rubs the paddle along your traumatized flesh, making you groan and squirm. Then the paddle is gone and you wait for the final spank, the tenth and it doesn’t come. You wait and you feel his other hand stroking your arm but the blow doesn’t come. You raise your ass off the table, tempting him, showing him you are ready for it and that you want it but still it doesn’t come. Breathing heavily and waiting, trying to not tense up but failing as you wiggle in anticipation of the blow.



I watch you squirm while you wait, seeing that beautiful ass of yours moving and tensing as you think I am going to spank you. The tenderness of my other hand stroking your skin is confusing your brain and you love to be spanked. I give nothing away as I bring it down hard on your ass, it startles you as the sound echoes through the house. I watch you spasm and I see you squirt all over of the table top as you orgasm.



“TTTTeeennnnnn,” you moan out as you pull against the restraints, cumming so hard.



It is so hot to watch you cum from the spanking but I sigh and shake my head. You weren’t supposed to cum without my permission. I set the paddle down next to your head and push my fingers inside your wet pussy. It makes you moan a little as I play with you and I pull them out and taste you. You taste good and I love the way you feel on my fingers.



“You came, little one,” I say to you.



“I know sir, I’m soooo sorry,” you say in chagrinned tone of voice.



“I know baby doll and I hate to punish you but you need to learn,” I tell you.



Kissing you softly right between your shoulder blades, I take the vibrator and push it back into your pussy. Turning it on to high and I sit down in front of you, I stare into your eyes, a very stern look on my face.



“You aren’t going to cum, baby doll, no matter what I do from now on,” I command you as I brush some of your dark hair from your face. You just nod and bite your lower lip as the vibrator works your already sensitive pussy.



You stare at me, trying to keep from moaning like a slut as he raises and lowers the speed of the vibrator. He stands up and moves around you, you turn your head and watch him reach into his bag and pulls out your little anal toy. He spreads some lube on it and shows it to you. A wicked smile on his face as he slowly pushes it inside your ass. You still aren’t used to it as it stretches your anus and causes you to gasp as it goes in. You can feel it in your ass and the vibrations from your pussy bounces off of it causing you to shudder. He is the only one to have taken your ass and it still feels so dirty to you and wrong but so good as well. You moan into your hair as you try to keep your orgasm in check. He smiles at you as you control yourself.



I enjoy watching you squirm and I love to hear you moan as I turn the vibrator down. I watch you fight against the restraints, unconsciously trying to touch your pussy or take it the toys out to give you relief. You look at me with pleading eyes as stroke your hair and lightly tug on it. As I force your head back, I kiss you softly on the lips feeling you moan into my mouth as my tongue licks your lower lip. My hand tightens on your hair pulling on it harder.



“Please sir, Please stop, I don’t want to cum. I want to be a good girl for you. Please sir.” You moan and beg.



“Are you going to listen to me? About panties and about cumming?” I ask you.



“Yes sir, I won’t disobey again, please sir.”



“I don’t believe you, little one.”



I turn up the vibrator again and grab a hold of the anal toy. I slowly start to fuck your ass with it. You let out a growl as you work at keeping your body under your control. I love seeing the frustration in your eyes as you look over your shoulder at me. I see your gaze shift as you try to see the toy go in and out of your ass. You shudder and bow your head back down.



“Please sir, I will be good… I will always be good for you,” You beg, “I will never cum without your permission again but please let me cum for you now. I want to cum for you please sir please please….”



“You will cum after I cum baby doll.”



Standing in front of you, he pulls out his cock and teases you with it. He glides it along your lips letting you taste his precum. You stretch yourself trying to get more of him into your mouth. You love the way his cock tastes and feels in your mouth. He lets a little more of the head slide in between your lips. A little bit of his precum hits your tongue and you moan on his cock as you try harder and harder to get more it into your mouth. You want to make him cum, to feel him spew it into your mouth but he pulls it away from you.



“Does my little girl want this?” I ask you, moving it towards you and then away.



“Yes sir, please give me your cock. I want it in my mouth, sir.”



I grab your hair and pull on it. Pushing my cock forward into you waiting mouth I start fucking your face. You gag a little as I push it in and out of your mouth and you look up at me as you take my cock. I feel every inch of your mouth on my cock as it slides in and out. I let go of your hair and you take over being a great little cocksucker. I watch your head bob up and down on my cock. I stroke your hair as you suck my cock.



He feels so good in your mouth and you love the way he tastes. You only wish you could make him cum. His iron control always makes you frustrated. You just want his cum to fill your mouth but he never lets it go. You keep sucking and sliding your tongue along his cock. You struggle to cup his balls but the restraints prevent you. It is all too soon for you when he pulls his cock away from your mouth. You whine a little and pout staring up at him. His hand strokes your hair and your cheek but he keeps his cock away from your mouth.



I walk around the table my fingers trailing down your back. Your skin feels so good and I love watching you shiver they glide down along your spine. I climb up onto the table behind you, I pull out the anal toy and I feel you shudder as it comes out. Taking a little lube, I rub it onto the head of my cock as I prepare to enter your ass for the first time. I turn down the vibrator as I rub my cock along your ass and you quiver, knowing I am going to take you. Pushing my cock slowly into your ass, taking my time, letting you get used to this invasion; you are so tight around it. I slowly rock my cock in and out of you, slowly and deliberately fucking your ass.



You moan into the table as he fucks your ass. You have always wanted someone to take you in every way and now he is doing it. You feel the vibrator get turned up as he fucks you. His cock filling your ass and you feel it vibrating as well. You moan louder and squirm against the restraints. He bites the back of your neck and that almost sends you over, you love him behind you pinning you and slowly fucking you. Makes you feel like his little bitch, his little fuck toy and it makes you quiver in total lust for him, you rock your hips, driving him deeper and deeper inside you. He pulls on your hair making you head come back.

I tipped the remaining contents of my beer down my throat and placed the empty bottle on the cottage chair armrest. The small flames from the tikki torches surrounding the patio danced pleasantly about us as we enjoyed a moment of silence. It was late in the evening, and our ‘team-building’ day with the staff in our office was coming to a close. We had spent it at the Director’s cottage: a secluded piece of island property an hour south-west of the city.



The only employees left on the porch were me, the finance guy Simon, the manager Carmen, program assistant Sarah, and receptionist Natalie. The rest had either returned home or had retired for the night. The spacious cottage could accommodate a number of guests, and I had decided to stay for the night. My decision proved to be a highly rewarding one.



“Who wants to join me for a sauna session?” I asked, breaking the silence.



“Sorry people, I’m done for the day,” said Simon. “But help yourselves to drinks and snacks, and I’ve shown you the sleeping arrangements, so enjoy.”



“I’m going to bed as well,” said Carmen. “Good evening all.”



I was a little disappointed. Carmen was older—about 35, but had a body to die for. We had all spent a lot of time near the lake throughout the day, and Carmen’s bikini left little to the imagination. It allowed me excellent views of her massive, firm, round breasts. They were glorious. Very large, perfectly shaped, and they hung beautifully on her thin frame. More than once during the day I was forced to conceal a massive erection after observing her sunbathing.



I looked hopefully at Sarah and Natalie.



“I’ll go,” said Natalie.



I was mildly surprised. Nat and I were not particularly close, and had only exchanged pleasantries in the office. She was two years younger than me, French, and married. I did not get the impression that she disliked me, but she had not warmed up to me as much as Sarah had. Sarah was also married, but we got along rather well both in and outside the office. We played beach volleyball together and had gone out for drinks a number of times. In fact, I had the impression she had a crush on me, and did not seem overly concerned about hiding it.



“Great! Sarah?”



“Sure. Just let me get changed and I’ll meet you down there.”



“I’ll join you,” added Nat.



We bade goodnight to Simon and Carmen and parted ways. I grabbed my towel from the porch railing and walked to the sauna. It was a small, cosy cabin with a woodstove with rocks on top, and worked rather well. We had used it earlier in the evening and did not require much stoking. Minutes later I heard the girls’ voices approaching and stepped to the side as the door of the sauna opened.



“Hey guys. It’ll be nice and hot in a few minutes. I’m going to jump in the lake first,” I said. The girls agreed to join me and we made our way down to the dock. There were tiki torches on either side of the dock, and I lit them to give us some light. I pulled off my shirt and looked over at the girls. I had watched them swimming and sunbathing throughout the day, but was excited for another view of them in their swimwear.



Sarah was thin, with straight dark brown hair just past her shoulders. She had eyes to match her hair, and pale skin to contrast. She had a gentle curve at her waist, long toned legs, and medium-sized breasts being cradled by a lime green bikini.



Nat was slightly shorter than Sarah, with straight dirty blonde hair about the same length as Sarah’s. She was a little heavier than Sarah, with a cute, round face and deep blue eyes, but she carried the weight in all the right places. Her curves were much more voluptuous, giving her body a delightful plumpness without being overweight or under-toned. Her ass was round but firm, her hips curvy, and her stomach flat and soft—but her most notable feature was her bust. Her breasts were round, plump, and massive. They were so large that they made her body look smaller, and they made it extremely difficult to look anywhere else.



Unfortunately she dressed quite modestly, and the only chances I got of beholding her bountiful bosom was when she was leaning over to collect files from the cabinet and happened to be wearing a scoop-neck top. Her bathing suit was not much better. It was a one-piece that fastened around her neck instead of having straps over her shoulders. My disappointment at her lack of bikini, not to mention an entire lack of any cleavage whatsoever was nearly palpable. However, I did manage to get a few side-boob glances throughout the day, especially when she was lying on her stomach. Not to mention the tantalising sight of her erect nipples showing through the tight black material of her bathing suit. Sarah was more of an exhibitionist. I enjoyed watching her tits bounce around in her bikini and the sight of the material of her bottoms gathering between the cheeks of her ass.



I stood at the edge of the dock as the girls undressed. I dove in, feeling the cool water against my skin. As I emerged, I turned around to see the girls wading into the water at the side of the dock where the rocks faded gradually into the water. They were waist-deep, and I saw the light of the flames tracing soft lines around the curves of their breasts and waists.



I felt a stirring in my shorts as Nat pressed her arms against her chest due to the coolness of the water, pushing her massive breasts out from the sides of her suit. Sarah’s nipples poked sharply from the middle of her bikini cups, and her shoulders were drawn up, creating a sensuous gulf between her tits. I climbed out by the ladder at the end of the dock, making no effort to hide the suction of my bathing shorts against my semi-erect penis. As I walked past the girls, I glanced at their faces. Both staring intently at my groin, mouths slightly agape. I smiled to myself.



“See you in the sauna, ladies.”



I grabbed my towel on the way, and entered the now-sweltering sauna.



I sat on the top bench, my back against the hot wood wall behind me, my eyes closed. I could hear the girls approaching again, speaking in hushed tones. The door creaked open and they entered hurriedly, trying not to let too much hot air out into the night. They were wrapped in their towels, and noticing how hot it was inside, placed them on either side of me. I had sat strategically in the middle of the main bench, ensuring there was not enough side on either side of me for both of them to sit. There was a side bench, but it was very close to the heat of the woodstove, and was fairly dark, since the dim light was fixed on the opposite side of the cabin. Now flanked by the two co-workers I fantasised about most, I was excited and horny. We made idle chat as beads of perspiration began to form on our bodies.



“I think I hurt my neck swimming today. It feels really tight.” Nat was rubbing her neck and tilting her head back. I saw my opening.



“If you turn to the side I can give you a massage, if you want.” I offered. Both Sarah and Nat looked at me.



“Don’t worry Sarah, I wouldn’t want you to feel left out. You can massage me.” I laughed. They joined in, breaking the tension. I played my next card carefully.



“Hey, I know you’re both married, I’m must offering as a friend. I totally understand if you’re not comfortable with it.”



Natalie smiled. “No, I’m cool with it. Do your worst.”



She turned her back to me and put her hair over her shoulder, exposing the soft skin of her neck and shoulders. I glanced briefly at Sarah trying to read her reaction. She looked on silently, her brow faintly knit, her mouth curving almost imperceptibly downward at the corners of her mouth.



“Come on Sarah, hands on. I’ll do you next.”



She brightened a bit at my comment as I turned my back to her. I gently massaged Nat’s back and shoulders, as Sarah placed her hands tentatively on my shoulders. Again, we chatted about various things, office matters, current affairs, as we loosened each others’ muscles, enjoyed our alcohol buzz, and soaked up the heat.



“You won’t be able to reach my neck with this bathing suit. Let me adjust it,” said Natalie. She reached back and unfastened the neck clasp and pulled it forward. I leaned forward to attempt to get a look over her shoulder at her breasts, but she held the bathing suit material in place with her forearm. Disappointed with the view, but pleased with the new development, I moved my hands to her neck and rubbed gently.



“Mmmmm, that’s it. Right there,” moaned Nat as her head rolled forward.



I felt Sarah’s hands on my back knead my flesh more urgently. I could sense the tension. I ran my fingers up and down Nat’s bare back and let my fingers graze the sides of her bulging breasts. As my fingertips brushed them, Nat’s flesh erupted with goosebumps and an audible sigh escaped her lips. I could feel my cock beginning to swell, as I imagined gripping handfuls of Nat’s glorious breasts.



“Okay, now it’s my turn,” said Sarah.



I was disappointed that I did not get to go further with Nat, but now was my chance to put my hands on Sarah’s fit body. I tried to wait as long as possible to get a view of Nat in her unfastened bathing suit. While she made no attempt to re-fasten the clasp, she kept her hand across her chest, holding the suit up. I looked at Natalie and noticed she was flushed. She smiled at me sheepishly.



As I faced Sarah, I noticed she was leaning forward, reaching to the foot of the bench we were sitting on. Her bathing suit slid down slightly, and I admired the crack of her backside. As she sat up again, she held a bottle of coconut oil.



“Look what I found. Feel free to use it on me.”



She handed me the bottle and was quick to untie the neck of her bikini, as Nat had done. Her jealousy was obvious, and I had no intention of letting her down. I poured some oil into my hand and passed it back to Natalie. After rubbing my hands together, I placed them on Sarah’s back and began distributing the oil on her soft skin. She began to relax as my hands did their work, while Nat began coating my back and shoulders with the oil. The smell was tantalising, and I was enjoying myself so much I hardly noticed that Nat had stopped massaging me. I started to turn my head to see what she was doing, but she placed her fingers on my cheek and faced it forward again. As she did this she leaned so close to me I could feel her breath on my ear.



“Don’t look, just feel,” she whispered softly.



I felt Nat place her hands gently on my shoulders, but did not move them. Next, I felt warm flesh against my shoulder blades, expanding slowly outwards. She was pressing her bare, oiled breasts against my back. I could feel her nipples become erect against my skin as she breathed heavily in my ear.



She slid her tits down, then back up, resting the heavy mounds on my shoulders and sandwiching my neck between them. Before I could turn my head to the side, she had slid them back down and was moving her hands down my sides. I shivered involuntarily and gripped Sarah around the waist just below her bikini string. Sarah moaned softly, losing herself in the sensation, arching her back.



I decided it was time to make things interesting. I moved my fingertips towards the centre of her back where her bikini made a bow. Holding both ends, I pulled slowly until the bow popped loose. Sarah had her hands on her thighs and her head tilted backwards—she made no reaction. I lowered my hands, still holding the strings, until I saw her bikini top fall loosely onto her lap. She curled her shoulders inward quickly, but just as quick I put my hands on them and resumed massaging, assuring her that I was not after her breasts… yet. She relaxed and allowed me to continue, still unaware that Natalie was rubbing her tits on me.



My cock was throbbing fit to burst, and was causing my swim trunks to tent dramatically. After a few minutes, I decided to test the waters. I moved my palms to Sarah’s sides and let my fingertips brush the sides of her breasts. Suddenly, Nat pressed into me, grabbed my hands roughly, and placed them directly on top of Sarah’s boobs, forcing me to squeeze them firmly. Sarah was as surprised as I was, and let out an alarmed cry. She pushed our hands away and spun around, now cupping her tits with her own hands.



“What the fuck are you doing?!” she yelled, brought abruptly out of her stupor to confront us with an angry brow.



“Sarah, I’m sorry, Nat grabbed my hands—”



“You took off her top, I was just moving things along.” Nat interrupted. I could say nothing in reply; I simply sat and looked stunned.



“Besides, you can already tell how much you’re enjoying this.” Nat’s comment was directed at me.



Sarah could not see that Nat was half-naked behind me, but her eyes did drift downward. My cock stood at full attention under my trunks.



“I’m sorry Sarah, I did get excited. But Nat also had something to do with it.”



I stood up to reveal Nat, who quickly crossed her arms over her chest. Her suit had been pulled down to her waist and her cleavage glistened with coconut oil.



“I don’t know what you’re being so shy about, Nat. You were rubbing those beautiful breasts all over my back.” I blurted, blushing as my tenting trunks were made even more obvious.



Sarah still said nothing, but continued to stare at my crotch.



“Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cross the line. I’ll just go back up to the cabin.” I began to cover myself with my hands when I heard Sarah speak.



“No. You’re not going anywhere. You’ve got us topless. Now we want to see you. Take off your shorts,” she was looking directly into my eyes, her expression dead-serious.



I looked at Nat who grinned devilishly at me, then looked down to my groin.



“No sense being shy about it,” I said as I pulled my shorts down by the waistband.



As it passed the tip of my dick, it sprang up and was still wagging up and down when I straightened up, placing my hands on my hips.



“There you go. What do you think?”



Both Sarah and Nat were enraptured. They stared for a full five seconds, their mouths open in shock.



“Fuck that’s big.” Nat was first to break the silence.



“Very nice,” Sarah managed to say, quietly, her eyes as big as saucers.



“Well, screw modesty. I would like nothing more than to fuck you both right here, right now. I understand, however, that being married you may not want to do that. But at the very least I would love to see you both naked. You can even watch me jerk off if you want.” I gripped my cock demonstratively.



“In any case, I’m horny as hell and I’ve fantasised about you two so much—individually and together. You’re both so hot and I’ve wanted you for so long. I’d love to do some crazy things to you tonight, you just say the word.”



I felt silly, vulnerable. I’d just offered to jerk off in front of my two married co-workers, and they hadn’t even showed me their tits yet! The silence was unbearable, and it felt like an eternity before anything happened.



“I love my husband with all my heart,” said Nat. “But look at that magnificent cock!” I smiled at her, then looked over at Sarah.



“I think you know how I feel about you,” she said to me. “I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since I met you, husband or no husband. There is no way I’m wasting this opportunity.”



She was the first to move. She stood up, her arms moving to her sides. Her breasts were shaped perfectly, with small, dark areolas around her rock-hard nipples. She had a nipple ring on the left one which glinted in the warm orange light. She stepped forward, putting one hand around my shaft and the other behind my head, pulling me to her mouth. She pushed my dick down and put it between her legs as she reached back and gripped my ass and pressed her titties against my chest. I reached down and roughly pulled her bikini bottoms down over her toned buttocks, and took a cheek in each hand, pulling her against my cock. She moaned and rocked her hips forward even more, pressing into my pelvic bone.



All of a sudden, she moved quickly backwards. I saw that Natalie had pulled her by the waist away from me. Sarah spun towards her and the girls exchanged a fiery gaze between them, halfway between anger and lust. Nat’s hands were at her sides now, her fists balled. I looked down and basked in the glory of her bust. Her melons were full, round, plump, bulbous, buxom. They were perfectly spaced high on her chest, and hung ever so slightly. Her large areolas were a soft brown surrounded by pea-sized perky nipples. They shone with oil, and heaved with her every breath. I was hypnotized.



Nat broke the spell.



“You like them?” she asked, cupping them with her hands and pushing them together.



“They are fantastic.” I uttered, moving towards her. My right hand gripped her left breast as my left arm circled her waist and pulled her towards me. I squeezed her tit gently as my tongue probed her mouth. I felt her hand on my balls, rolling them in her palm. My cock twitched. Our mouths finally parted and I looked down upon her mountainous bosom. I kissed and licked my way down her neck until my tongue was directly between her jugs. I squished them against my face and licked vigorously, shaking my head from side to side. Next I took an overflowing mound of tit in each hand and pushed them together. I alternated between the stiff nipples, licking, sucking, and gently biting them until I heard Nat start to moan. Her hands found their way to my head, pushing it into her cleavage.



My hands left her breasts and travelled down her sides, slick with oil. I found the sides of her bathing suit, gripped it on either side and yanked ferociously downwards. Nat gave a little yelp of surprise and jumped. Her titties bounced as her hands flew down to cover her womanhood. I pushed her backwards and she plopped down on the bench, her arms moving back to catch herself. I was treated once again to a terrific bounce of her breasts.



Gripping her knees, I spread her legs apart and was pleasantly surprised to see a freshly shaven pussy. Her cunt lips were parted slightly to reveal a moist slit of soft pink flesh. My mouth was watering in anticipation, and I was on the verge of diving my face into her smooth mound when I heard a moan come from beside me.



In my frenzied, lustful stripping of Nat I had almost forgotten about Sarah. I looked to my right and saw her facing us, the fingers of her right hand disappearing behind the green fabric triangle of her bikini between her legs, her left hand pinching her right nipple. She was rubbing her clit rapidly, enjoying the show Nat and I had put on.



“Keep going,” she urged, “Eat her pussy. I want to watch.”



“Not just yet, Sarah. I want to taste you first.”



“What?!” exclaimed Natalie angrily. “No! I’m ready for you. Lick my clit!”



She put her fingers on her pussy lips and spread them apart, exposing the hard bud of her swollen clitoris. She was soaking wet, and her eyes pleaded with me to pleasure her, but I had other plans. I wanted to drive them both crazy with desire, and I knew just how to do it.



“Natalie, I want you to play with yourself while I get Sarah’s fingers out of her pussy and my tongue into it. But don’t worry, I’ll get to you soon.”



I winked at Nat, kissed the inside of her thigh, then knelt in front of Sarah, inches from her sweet-smelling sex. I looked up at her and slowly withdrew her hand from her bikini. Her fingers were coated in her juices, so I put them in my mouth and sucked on them, enjoying her taste. Next I took the top of her bikini bottoms in my teeth and pulled it down slowly. It came off quite easily since I had already yanked it down over her ass. I lingered at her pussy, the thin strip of dark brown pubic hair tickling my nose. I pulled further, until her bikini bottoms were at her knees, then let them fall to the bench on which she was standing.



“Put your leg up on this bench so Nat can see,” I said to Sarah.

She placed her foot on the top bench, right beside Nat’s knee and looked down at me. I looked up at her spread pussy lips, my mouth watering. Sarah was soaking wet from her fingering, and her juices had begun to drip down the top of her inner thigh. I lapped them up eagerly, then spread her lips further with my thumbs. Her ripe clit was fully exposed, the hood pulled back. I flicked my tongue over it a few times, and felt Sarah jolt from the intense sensitivity. I continued to tongue her clit with my head turned slightly so Natalie would have an unobstructed view.



In my peripheral vision I could make out Nat’s spread legs and her hand moving rapidly between them. She was breathing heavily. I stopped tickling Sarah’s clit and flattened my tongue, then placed the tip at the bottom of her vagina, where the lips joined. I applied pressure, and licked slowly upwards, tasting her sex, until I was directly over her clit again. At that point I brought my lips inwards and sucked her swollen bean into my mouth. I suckled it greedily and looked up at Sarah. Her stomach was sucked in and she had placed a hand, fingers spread, on her abdomen. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her mouth was open in an ‘o’ shape. As I continued to suck, she put her other hand on the back of my head and moaned loudly.



“Ooooooooooooh yeeeeaaaahhh! Suck my little clit.”



I then brought my right hand down, extended my middle finger, and probed her fuck hole. It slid in easily thanks to my saliva and her lubrication, and I finger fucked her slowly while I released my hold on her clit and began tonguing it again. Next, I moved my left hand up and stroked her clit with my thumb. With my right hand I spread her pussy lips far apart, then flicked my tongue around her opening.



“Put it in, fuck me with your tongue!” she urged.



I obliged, driving my tongue as far as it would reach inside her velvety warmth and swirling it around. This drove her crazy, and she emitted a low, desperate moan as she shoved my head into her pussy. My face was now mashed into her sex and my thumb worked her clit madly. I felt her legs begin to tremble as she approached climax. As her breathing quickened and her hips began to thrust, I pulled away with difficulty, moving her hand from the back of my head.



“Don’t stop, you asshole, I was about to cum on your face!” she cried.



I stood up quickly and pulled her against me, feeling the sweat on her body and seeing the tangle of wet hair stuck to her face. I put my arm around her waist, picked her up, and plopped her down beside Nat on the bench. Her face had a mixture of shock and frustration.



“Now you have to watch me taste Natalie,” I said.



Nat’s face brightened, and she spread her legs obligingly in anticipation. Sarah was still stunned by the sudden change of plans, and could only stare incredulously. I wasted no time with Nat. She had been fingering herself while I ate Sarah’s pussy, so she needed no warming up. I tongued her clit as fast and hard as I could, and inserted two fingers into her wet cunt, curling them up slightly to feel the rough patch of skin inside her: her g-spot. Like Sarah, she placed a hand on the back of my head and forced it towards her soaking mound while the pace of my finger-fuck quickened. I let my mouth envelop her clitoris and moved my head to assist in the tongue-lashing I was giving her.



“Oh yes, that’s it! More! More!” she cried.



Without removing my fingers from inside Nat, I stood up and looked at Sarah. She had resumed rubbing her clit with her fingers, and was leaning on her left arm to get a better look at Nat’s moist reclining form. Her tits were pressed together, the longer strands of her hair sticking together in her cleavage. I reached for her knee and pulled it outwards, then traced my fingers down her thigh to her pussy lips. I inserted my middle finger as I had done before, but had slight difficulty fitting my ring finger in with it. Sarah moaned and her fingers quickened.



I stood between the girls, finger-fucking them both at once as they lay back with their eyes closed and mouths open, breathing hard, sweating. I sped up my pace to a furious speed as the girls moaned louder, clutching at their hair, their breasts, their thighs, their legs in the air, accepting the thrusting of my digits.



“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m cumming!” screamed Sarah.



“Me too! Aaaaaaaaaah, ooooooouuuiiiiiii!!!” Nat followed.



I watched delightedly as Sarah and Nat convulsed, their tits jiggling, their backs arched. I felt their pussies tighten on my fingers and their juices flow. I was in heaven.



I slid my fingers out of their pussies and tasted their juices. My cock was rock hard and pulsing with anticipation as I looked at Nat and Sarah, just recovering from their powerful orgasms. They leaned back against the sauna wall, their legs no longer raised, but still slightly spread. Sarah caressed her peach breasts with her arms and purred softly, while Nat pulled her hair back from her face, her perfect tits pulled deliciously upwards making them perky and round. Beads of sweat covered their bodies and I watched several drops roll sensuously from Nat’s throat, over the inside of the swell of her breasts, and down her soft stomach.



She stood up and put her arms around my neck. The tip of my erect penis touched her stomach. It twitched violently, involuntarily. I shuddered as it came to rest against her again. She licked her lips and looked me straight in the eye. I looked down and saw that her erect nipples were nearly touching my skin. I ached to feel them against me.



“You really love my breasts, don’t you?”



With difficulty, I looked away from her gorgeous jugs and into her eyes. She was grinning devilishly. “I could suck on them all day and that still wouldn’t be enough. They’re absolutely perfect,” I said. I slid my hands up her sides.



“Stop,” she said. “I’m going to tease you like you teased me. Don’t touch my tits until I say you can.”



“I don’t care, Nat. I’ll jerk off right now and cum straight away if I can just look at them.”



This time my hand moved down towards my cock. It stopped as I felt a hand squeeze tightly around my wrist. It was Sarah.



“You’re not jerking anything.”



She stood up and lifted Natalie’s arm from my shoulder, placing it around hers. She nudged Nat with her hip my dick slipping off her tummy, leaving behind a tiny trail of pre-cum. Now it bobbed between the three of us, still pointing slightly upwards. I put my arms around the girls’ shoulders and pulled us tightly together. Sarah right tit, and Nat’s left tit were pressed together, their other tits against my sides.



The girls were looking down at my thick member. I put my hand on the back of Sarah’s head and forced her mouth onto mine. Our mouths opened instantly and our tongues danced, playing with each other. I broke off and turned to Nat, who was already leaning in to receive me. I licked her lips first, then sucked on them, nibbling gently. I could feel Sarah’s breath on my neck, then her tongue. She licked her way up to my cheek, and I move my head backwards, pushing on Nat and Sarah’s heads. They resisted, and looked at me angrily.



“Come on girls. You’re not curious? It would be so hot to see you make out.”



“I’ve never been with a girl before,” said Sarah timidly.



“Neither have I,” said Nat, “but it would be pretty hot. You looked so sexy when he was licking your pussy.”



Sarah bit her lip and looked at me, then Nat. I stepped back as Nat took Sarah’s hands and put them on her breasts. Sarah looked surprised, but also mesmerised. She stared at her hands, and began fondling Nat’s bust. Nat then pulled her by the neck towards her and their lips met. Reluctant at first, Sarah quickly relaxed and opened her mouth willingly. Their tongues flicked against each other as Sarah pressed her body against Nat’s, still gripping her boobs. Nat moved her arms down Sarah’s back and found her ass. Grabbing it tightly, she pulled Sarah’s crotch into her upper thigh and ground it roughly.



“Ooooh!” Sarah was getting excited again.



“Sarah, Nat… sorry to interrupt, but my balls are going to explode if I don’t do something soon. Can I watch you make out and jerk off to it?”



“Oh, sorry, I was getting carried away. You’re right, Nat is fantastic,” she gently pinched Nat’s hard nipples. “But I want that big dick in my mouth. Nat, I’m sure you can lend a hand… or a mouth.”



“I’d be more than happy to help,” she replied.



She girls parted, and picked up their towels, folding them and laying them on the bench where I stood. Sarah knelt and gripped my cock at the base of the shaft. Her eyes widened as she placed her other hand above her first, gripping the middle of the shaft. She opened her mouth in surprise as she stared at the two inches of my penis that extended beyond her second fist. Her fingers barely touched around the girth of my pulsing rod.



“Holy shit. I can’t believe how big you are,” she began stroking her fists over my dick head and down again.



I sighed, loving the sensation of her tight grip. Meanwhile, Natalie had crouched beside Sarah and was watching intently at Sarah’s stroking.



“That is a huge dick. I don’t even know if it will fit in my mouth.” Nat remarked.



“Oh, it’ll fit. Let me show you,” said Sarah.



She continued to grip the base of my shaft, but released her second hand. She moved her head towards me, and licked the exposed length of my penis. Her tongue lingered at the tip, flicking back and forth over the underside of the head. I felt my cock twitch and swell.



“I can feel you getting even harder. Oh, I am so turned on right now,” she wasted no time in popping my dick head in her mouth and sucking avidly.



I moaned and Nat looked up at me. I looked down on her, admiring the massive swell of her tits visible on either side of her chin. I noticed she had put one hand on my thigh, while the other disappeared between her legs.



“Oh yes. I love watching you play with yourself, Nat. Feel free to lick my balls.”



Nat giggled, and extender her tongue. I felt it stroke against my tight scrotum before her lips joined in and she suckled my left nut. Sarah began stroking my shaft as her head bobbed, taking more of my penis into her mouth.



“Girls, this is amazing! I could cum any minute.” I said.



There was an audible wet ‘pop’ as my head was released by Sarah’s expert lips. She spread her saliva over the entire length of my cock with quick strokes of her hand.



“You haven’t seen what I can really do. You’re really massive, but I’ll give it a try,” she said.



“Try what?” I asked.



She looked up at me and chuckled softly. She reached over to Natalie and took her chin, pulling her away from the tonguing she was giving my balls.



“I think you might want to watch, Nat,” she said.



Placing the head of my penis on her tongue, she moved her hands to my hips. Ever so slowly, she moved her mouth down on my cock. I watched in amazement as inch after inch disappeared between her soft lips. I felt my cock touch the back of her throat and tighten convulsively. Sarah’s brow furrowed, and she paused, but only momentarily. After suppressing her gag reflex, she continued to take my cock down her throat. I was in ecstasy as I watched the last inch of my cock vanish into Sarah’s mouth. Her lips were touching the base of my cock and my balls were resting on her chin. I gasped as she held her pose and looked up at me through watery eyes.



“Oh… my… god..,” said Nat.



Her eyes were as wide as saucers and her jaw was dropped. Slowly, and with a slurping sound, Sarah withdrew my cock from her throat until it was fully unveiled again. Strings of spit hung between the tip and her still-open mouth. She coughed a couple times then regained her composure.



“Well, that’s definitely the biggest thing I’ve deep-throated. But I did it. How did you like it?”



“Please, Sarah, do that again. I want to fuck your throat,” I begged.



Her mouth opened wide and she slid my organ down her throat again, right to the base. This time, she pulled it out half way, taking a quick breath through her nose, then deep-throated me again. She repeated this motion rhythmically, and soon I found my hips moving forward in a thrusting motion each time her head bobbed down my shaft. I moaned loudly as she continued. Nat was rubbing her pussy and staring in amazement at the professional blow job I was receiving.



“Come on Sarah, I want to try!” she said.



Sarah slowly withdrew my cock from her mouth and slurped up the strings of saliva that were left over.



“He’s all yours,” she passed my cock to Nat.



Natalie eagerly gripped my dick and began sucking on the head. Soon she was bobbing her head in time with the strokes of her hand.



“Try to take it all, Nat,” said Sarah.



“I don’t know. I think it’s too big. I’ve never deep-throated before,” Nat said warily.



“Just relax your jaw and when his dick hits the back of your throat, repress you gag reflex, then push further.” Sarah’s tone was reassuring.



After a nervous glance at Sarah, then me, Nat opened her mouth and took me in. She got nearly half way before coughing and she spat it out. After blinking rapidly and recovering her composure, she tried again. This time she made it further. She reached a point at which I thought she would stop, and I felt her throat muscles squeezing my dick head tightly. Suddenly, Sarah grabbed the back of Nat’s head and pushed it into me. Nat’s eyes widened and I could feel her throat convulsing, but she did not resist. Her lips were almost touching the base of my penis and I was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of her spasming throat.



Then, to my astonishment, I felt her tongue slide underneath my shaft and gently prod my balls.



“Oh yeah, Nat! Now you’ve got it!” I exclaimed.



Sarah, her hand still on Nat’s head, pulled her backwards as gobs of spit dripped from my gleaming cock onto Natalie’s tits. Sarah then forced Nat’s mouth onto her own, and they twirled their tongues excitedly. As they kissed, Nat guided my cock with her hand to their mouths and I pushed forward, separating their lips with my wet dick, and placed my hands on the backs of their heads. Now I guided my penis between them in slow, even strokes, letting them kiss at the end of each stroke when I was farthest away.



“Jesus, you girls are going to make me blow my load,” I said.



At this, Sarah gripped my cock and quickly deep-throated me until her nose was pressed into my abdomen, then withdrew and passed my dick to Nat, who took me almost all the way. The girls were taking turns sucking me and I felt my orgasm building.



“Oh my god, you’re getting even bigger!” Nat noticed.



“I want to swallow all your cum,” said Sarah.



She sucked ferociously, dismissing Nat’s efforts to get my dick back with a bat of her hand.



“Aaaahhh, here is comes.”



I felt my balls twitch as Nat gently squeezed them.



My cock was buried in Sarah’s throat as the first shot of semen traveled the length of me and erupted into her esophagus. Sarah’s throat swallowed reflexively as she pulled back slightly.



The next load was as big as the first and Sarah caught it in her mouth, her eyes locked with mine.



Nat had let go of my balls and put the tips of her fingers against the lower lip of her open mouth. She was kneeling like Sarah now, her other hand absentmindedly rubbing her nipple. Pulling my cock from Sarah’s willing mouth, I turned towards Natalie, pointing my cock straight at her. I couple quick strokes of my shaft produced a cum bullet that struck Nat just above her left eye. It ricocheted off her eyebrow with a spray, and Nat jumped in alarm, inhaling sharply.



My second shot went directly into her open mouth, which produced a short cry of surprise, followed by her spitting the semen out over her chin. I felt another wave of pleasure as a stream of cum flew from my cock, arched gracefully through the air, and landed on top of Nat’s head, the white trail extending onto her forehead.



By this point Sarah had swallowed her load, and was now giggling at Nat’s bombardment.



“Holy shit, you’re cumming so much!” said Sarah, her eyes wide.



Nat recovered quickly and cupped her boobs and pushed them together, making a perfect, soft, bulging landing pad for my sticky wad. Nat looked up at me expectantly as I aimed my cock downwards.



A second later a weaker stream of cum spilled from me and poured onto her heaving chest. It oozed down between her cleavage and ran between her tits, disappearing between them. My orgasm finally abated and I sighed heavily. Sarah was now looking at Nat’s cum-glazed tits lustfully.



“I want to taste it again,” she said.



She leaned over to Nat and licked a thick glob of cum from her chin. Nat responded instantly and locked lips with Sarah. After making out for a few seconds, Nat took Sarah’s head between her hands, sat up, and let my cum dribble out of her mouth and into Sarah’s. They shared my cum between them a few times while I stood with my hands on my hips, the last drips of cum falling from the tip of my cock, looking down at the girls.



They were soaked in semen, sweat, and saliva. Nat was presently drooling cum onto Sarah’s pert breasts, lingering to twirl her tongue around her dark nipples. Sarah soon pushed Nat off her and buried her head in Nat’s bosom, slurping the cum from between them.



“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I said.



“You have quite the cum factory in those balls of yours,” Nat said as Sarah sucked her tits clean.



She lifted her head, her face framed in cum drops.



“I love swallowing cum. That’s my protein for the next week!” she laughed.



I offered my hands and the girls took them and stood up. I ran my fingers over their breasts, collecting a few drops which they proceeded to suck off.



“Let’s take a dip in the lake, shall we?” I suggested.



The girls reached to pick up their bathing suits.



“Ah-ah-ah, no clothes allowed,” I said, grinning.



I turned and strode out into the cool night air. After being in the sauna, stepping outside was quite cold at first, but I made no effort to cover up. I turned around and waited for the girls.



“Don’t worry, the coast is clear,” I reassured them.



The door opened and the girls stepped out, instantly crossing their arms over their chests as the cold hit them.



“Brrrrr! It’s freezing!” said Sarah, trembling.



“Quick, let’s jump in.” Nat was off towards the end of the dock, holding her tits to stop them from bouncing.



I followed, my cock rebounding violently off my thighs. I jumped in next to Nat’s splash and felt the cold water on my sweaty body. After surfacing, I turned around to see Sarah in mid-air, her breasts high on her chest as she fell into the lake. I swam to the shallow area beside the dock and was joined by Nat and Sarah.



They were busy washing my semen from their bodies. I watched, enthralled, as they splashed water on their stomachs, breasts, and faces. They dipped their heads in the lake and then tossed them backwards, running their hands through their hair as the lake water glistened on their bodies in the light from the tikki torches. Their nipples were hard and erect in the open air and I began to feel the blood filling my penis. I approached them and put my hands behind their waist, gripping a butt cheek in each hand and pulled them towards me. I kissed Nat first, then Sarah. Then Sarah and Nat kissed in front of me.



I broke the silence.



“You two are so beautiful. Your bodies are fit and curved in all the right places. Sarah, your ass is so firm and tight, and Nat, I have never seen breasts as full and round and soft as yours. I just want to touch you and kiss you all night long.”



“Who said we were going to stop?” said Sarah. “You haven’t even fucked us yet. You think we’re going to let you off without even penetrating us with your thick cock?”

“Damn right! I want you inside me while I taste Sarah’s pussy. I’ve never been with a girl before, but it’s such a turn-on,” said Natalie.



“Wow, you girls are wild. I never thought you’d be so naughty. I mean, I’ve dreamed about this moment, but never in a million years did I think it would come true; especially with you both being married… Sorry, didn’t mean to bring that up.”



“Listen, Frank’s cock is three inches, ok? I didn’t marry him for his sexual prowess,” Sarah said as she put her hand on my neck and slid it over my chest.



“Then how did you get so good at deep throating?” I asked.



“I did have other boyfriends, you know. And my dildo collection is extensive, as you might guess. I’ve just always wanted to have a huge cock down my throat. It gets me really wet.”



“You seemed to like drinking cum too,” observed Natalie.



“Yeah, I’ve always liked the taste of cum, and feeling guys’ hot loads on my body. Tell me it didn’t get you off when he came on you,” she replied.



“I was pretty shocked at first, but after getting my tits soaked I started to like it. Your cum does taste really good. And as for my husband, he’s not bad in bed, but he certainly doesn’t have a dick like yours. I’ve also caught you looking at my breasts at work, so I know you wanted to fuck me. I bent over in front of you on purpose you know. Now, speaking of fucking…”



Nat reached into the water and found my erect penis, stroking it gently.



The three of us walked out of the lake and grabbed some extra towels off the dock. We went back inside the sauna and I stoked the woodstove a bit to get the heat going again. After pouring some water on the hot rocks, I turned around to see Sarah and Nat kissing on the top bench. Their hands were rubbing each other’s pussies slowly and before long they were both moaning softly. I stood up on the lower bench and stroked my cock a couple times before loudly clearing my throat. The girls looked at me with half-open eyes and smiled playfully.



“So… who wants to go first?” I asked.



“Nat, lean back a bit. I’ll get him ready for you,” said Sarah.



She gently pushed Nat backwards until she was leaning against the cabin wall with her butt on the very edge of the bench, legs spread. Sarah climbed down and sat on the lower bench between my feet.



She took my member and guided it into her waiting mouth. I reached forward and put two fingers in Nat’s soft hole, feeling the warmth and wetness.



This did not continue for long before Nat pulled her legs up and said,



“Please, I can’t wait any longer. Put your cock inside me!”



Sarah pulled my dick from her throat, leaned back, and looked up. My glistening prick was standing at attention inches from Natalie’s dripping pink sex. I leaned forward and put the head against her parted pussy lips.



“Oooooooh,” she moaned. I pushed gently, enjoying the pressure from her sex. I pushed more and watched the head vanish into her softness. Both her and I were well lubricated, which allowed me to slide fully half my member into Nat with ease. I pulled it out nearly all the way and repeated. Nat opened her eyes and looked down as I entered her.



“Oh my god, you’re only half in!” she exclaimed.



“Do you want more of me inside you?” I asked.



“I want you all the way in,” she whispered sensuously.



I pushed harder and felt Nat’s muscles tighten around my length. We both watched as my cock disappeared up to the hilt between her smoothly shaven pussy lips.



“Aaaaah! Yes! That’s it!” said Nat.



Her hand was on her abdomen, as if to feel my penis inside her through the skin. Suddenly, I felt a tongue on my balls. Sarah was licking me from below.



“Ooooh yeah!” I said. I felt my cock swell, as did Nat—she smiled and her eyes rolled back. I pulled out again and saw Sarah’s upturned face below my cock. She licked the shaft as it came out of Nat.



“Nat, you taste amazing,” she said.



I bent my knees and gave Sarah another taste by sticking my prick down her throat. She gobbled it enthusiastically, savouring Nat’s pussy juices.



“Put it back in! I need you to fuck me!” Nat begged.



I put the head right at her entrance and thrust hard.



“Ah! Fuck…” shouted Nat.



I was balls-deep again, and had watched her tits bounce with the force of my thrust. My balls had struck Sarah’s forehead.



“You might want to get out from under there, Sarah,” I said.



She crawled between my legs and sat on Nat’s right side, her hands on her thighs. She leaned over Nat to get a good view of my dick in Nat’s pussy. I pulled out again and began a slow rhythm of thrusts, not quite entering her all the way.



Settling into some steady fucking, I looked at Nat and Sarah. Nat was up on her elbows gazing at her pussy at it was stuffed by my thick cock. She breathed through her mouth in time with my thrusts, occasionally moaning.



Sarah was leaning in, mesmerised by my slick shaft as it vanished between Nat’s soft pink labia. The three of us were nearly hypnotized by the spectacle. A drop of perspiration fell from my nose and splashed onto Nat’s smooth abdomen.



This seemed to break the spell, as Sarah leaned down and licked it up. She remained with her cheek against Nat’s stomach and slowly licked her way downward across Nat’s shorn pubis, until her tongue gently played with the exposed clit.



“Aaaaaaahn! Aaaaaah! Ooooooh, ooooh, ooooh! Haaah, haaah!” Nat’s cries became louder and more emphatic as Sarah continued to stimulate her with her lips and tongue.



She tossed her head back and grabbed overflowing handfuls of her bosom. I put my left hand on the back of Sarah’s head and took a fistful of her wet brown hair. I gently pulled her head back and withdrew my cock from Nat’s cunt. With my right hand I gripped my shaft and slapped the head rapidly against Nat’s clitoris.



“Ooooooouuuuu, I like it!” she cried.



Next, I pulled Sarah’s head towards my dick. Sarah understood, and opened her mouth to receive me. I thrust my cock down her throat, making sure that my balls slapped against Nat’s soaking wet pussy. I withdrew with a new coating of Sarah’s saliva on my rod, and slapped Nat’s clit a few more times, before plunging my member back into Nat’s waiting mound.



“Oh!” cried Sarah suddenly.



I looked up and noticed that Nat had reached underneath Sarah with her right hand and was presumably playing with her pussy as I continued fucking. Sarah licked Nat’s clit a few more times before deciding to change things around.



“Nat, your fingers are good, but I want to see what your mouth can do,” she said.



She deftly stepped over Nat’s reclined body, straddling it, and looked between her legs. She then shifted herself backwards until her cunt was directly above Nat’s face. Sarah was still leaning on her hands, so I could not see what Nat was doing, but Sarah’s reaction was instantaneous.



“Oh my god! You’re sucking my clit so hard. Oooooh I love it!” Sarah gasped.



“Kiss me while she sucks you,” I said.



My hand was still holding her hair at the back and she looked at me lustfully before pushing her lips against mine. I held Nat’s thigh with my right hand for traction while I fucked her as Sarah and I explored each other’s mouths. Sarah used her right hand to hold onto my waist and pull me into Nat with every thrust. Our tongues probed and writhed against one another ferociously as I we found a comfortable rhythm. All three of our bodies moved together: Sarah’s pussy against Nat’s mouth, my thick shaft inside Nat’s pussy, and Sarah’s and my mouths locked together.



After a minute, I broke off from Sarah.



“I’m getting close again. Fuck, you girls are making me crazy.”



“Don’t cum yet. It’s my turn to be fucked next and I don’t want to wait,” said Sarah.



“Ok, then help me make Nat cum,” I replied.



Sarah sat up and slid her hand from my hip, down my thigh, and up Nat’s leg to her pussy. Using her index and middle fingers, she began rubbing quick, small circles on Nat’s swollen clit. Instantly, I felt Nat’s vaginal muscles contract on my member and she began moaning even louder.



“Ooooh yeeeeaaah, mmmmmmpf!” her moans of ecstasy were muffled by Sarah as she forced her wet cunt onto Nat’s open mouth.



“God damn, I’m going to blow my load,” I said between breaths.



“Mmmmm… uuuuuhhh, aaah, (gasp) yes! Cum inside me!” Nat shouted as she forced her head to the side, leaving a wet trail of Sarah’s pussy juice across her cheek.



“Don’t you dare! Don’t even think about cumming until you’ve fucked my cunt!” shouted Sarah in response.



I knew I would not be able to contain my spunk if I kept my cock inside Nat’s queezing honeypot, so I pulled it free of her labial grasp, grabbed Sarah’s wrist and pulled her hand away as I smacked my dick head against Nat’s erect clit as rapidly as I could.



“Aaaaah! Aaaaaah! Oooooooooh ouuuuuuuoooooouiiiiii!” Nat was screaming as she came hard.



Sarah stepped off her and watched enraptured as Nat squeezed her big tits tightly, the soft flesh bulging out between her fingers. Her head was back and her legs spread, sticking up in the air, toes curled.



I continued to smack my cock against her so quickly that it became a pink blur. Seconds later I noticed a fine spray was flying off my swinging member and the smacking sound it made as it collided with Nat’s quivering pussy became louder… and wetter.



“Uuuuuuuhhhhh, hnnnnnnaaaaaah!” Nat’s guttural moans continued as I realised that she was having a squirting orgasm.



She began convulsing uncontrollably, her tits bouncing and jiggling, her fingers grasping at her thighs and stomach, her eyes rolling. I stopped smacking my cock on her and watched the last few small squirts of clear liquid spurt from her wet lips.



“Oh my god! You made her squirt! Look at her, she doesn’t even know where she is. Oh please, please do that to me!” Sarah looked at me pleadingly.



“Holy shit… yeah, I’ll give it a try,” I said, watching Nat writhe, gasping.



I reached my hand to my mouth and licked Nat’s juices off.



“I think there’s some for you to try down here.” I wagged my dick back and forth suggestively.



“Sure, gladly!” Sarah nearly lept at me and slid her hands down my chest and stomach as she took her position on her knees.



She put my dick in her mouth and licked the head in circular motions. Before I knew it, her lips were touching my pubic hair and her tongue was prodding my balls.



“Aaah! Jesus! Careful Sarah, or you’ll make me cum to soon. I barely made it fucking Nat.”



She pulled her head back and sucked the spit and pussy juice off my length.



“You’re right. Sorry, I got carried away. Now get your ass on the bench. I want to ride your fat cock.”



Sarah stood—nearly jumping—in front of me. Her taught body glistened with sweat. I admired her tight stomach, toned legs, and firm breasts. I cupped them gently and pulled at her nipples. She giggled and bounced my penis off her palm a few times.



I sat on the top bench and looked at Nat, prostrate next to me, her legs dangling over the edge. She had regained some composure and was looking at me with her eyes half-closed. One arm was lying lazily across her breasts, and the other was moving up and down her stomach, playing with the pussy juice pooled there. She tasted it absent-mindedly.



“Wow. I have never had an orgasm like that. You two are incredible,” she sat up and put her back against the side of the cabin, facing me. She opened her legs and smiled.



“I’m just going to watch you two for a bit while I recover. I’m sure you’ll get me hot again in no time. Sarah, get ready for a magnificent fucking.”



I laid down on my back on the bench, my head pointing towards Nat. Sarah stood on the lower bench and pumped my cock a few times before straddling me and crouching on her haunches. She held my shaft and pointed it towards her pussy, hesitating.



“What are you waiting for?” asked Nat.



“I’m… I’m pretty tight. I don’t know if it will go in easily,” she said.



I looked up at her, seeing her anxious expression.



“Here,” I said, finding the coconut oil and squeezing some into my hand.



I rubbed it liberally onto my prick, then placed my hands on Sarah’s thighs, pushing down gently. My dick head made contact with Sarah’s outer pussy lips and they parted easily, lubed by the oil. However, her hole was less willing. My cock met with strong resistance at Sarah’s tight opening, and I felt it bend under the pressure. I tried pushing upwards but my dick still would not penetrate her cunt. Sarah let out a short yelp.



“Sarah, honey,” said Nat, “just relax. Breathe deeply, loosen those pussy muscles, and let his cock slide in.”



Sarah nodded to Nat and looked at me.



“It’s ok Sarah, I know you can take me inside you.”



I reached up and rubbed the oil on my hands over her firm tits. They glistened and shone in the light, and I gently tweaked her nipples and grinned. Sarah smiled back and looked down at her sex. She drew a deep breath, closed her eyes, tilted her head upwards and pushed down onto my cock while slowly exhaling.



At first I thought my dick was going to buckle under the pressure, but suddenly, with the help of the oil, it popped past the tight ring of Sarah’s opening. Her eyes flew open and she gasped. I gasped as well, since now my dick head felt like it was in a vice. It felt incredible.



“Ooooh yeah! Jesus Sarah, your pussy is so tight! I feel like cumming inside you right now.”



“No, not yet! I need to get you all the way inside me.”



Again I felt the pressure, and I watched as another inch of my shaft slid slowly into Sarah’s mound. I closed my eyes tight and tried to think of something unpleasant so I wouldn’t cum, but all I could see was glimpses of Sarah and Nat’s bodies covered in oil and water.



I looked at Sarah again. She was biting her bottom lip and concentrating on our genitals. Another inch went inside, and just before I thought I was going to spurt my man-juice into Sarah, I felt the pressure lessen and saw that she was pulling me out. Sighing deeply, I put my hands on her waist, and when the bottom of my cock head started to appear at her pussy lips, I pushed her downwards—pushing up with my pelvis at the same time. Fully half my length slid inside her with only moderate resistance.



“Let’s try working you in with just the first half of my cock, ok?” I said.



“Ok. I’m not as tight now. It feels wonderful!” Sarah replied.



Soon, we got into a comfortable rhythm. Sarah’s juices were flowing freely now as her tight pussy bobbed up and down on my length.



We fucked for a few minutes, when I heard a wet sound behind me. I tilted my head back and saw Nat (upside down, of course) rubbing her pussy and caressing her breasts. Sarah, her hands on her knees, continued bouncing on my cock and had also noticed Nat’s arousal.



“Come here and sit that wet pussy on his face,” she offered.



I heard movement behind me as Nat’s knees appeared beside my head. She shuffled downwards until she was kneeling directly in front of Sarah. I had a magnificent view of her plump ass as she and Sarah kissed passionately.



Then Nat sat on her haunches as Sarah was doing, and slowly backed her ass towards my face until her neatly shaven pussy appeared just above my mouth. I lifted my head and probed her pink wetness with my tongue. I felt Sarah put her hands flat on my stomach as she leaned in to kiss Nat again. My hands roamed to the tops of Sarah’s thighs and I applied gentle downward pressure when she reached the apex of her thrust. She descended more quickly onto my cock and I arched my hips up slightly to meet her. I heard her gasp and her nails dug into my stomach as another inch of my cock found its way into her opening. Nat sat more heavily on my face and her pussy lips spread over mine. I probed fiercely with my tongue, but was soon short on air.



“Yes, eat my pussy! Take it!” cried Nat.



I shook my head from side to side, catching quick gasps of air as I did so. Nat’s juices covered my lips and cheeks. I nibbled her clit with my teeth and she raised her cunt in response.



“Aaah! Whoa, I’m still really sensitive. Be careful down there,” she said.



“Then let me have some air,” I laughed.



My cock was throbbing at this point, and I wanted to fill Sarah up completely. I could feel her thighs resisting my pulling hands.



“Sarah, take all of my cock. Take it all inside you.”



“Oh, oh, oooh! You’re so deep already, I’m not sure if I can,” she said.



Natalie, got off me, and stood beside Sarah. She took Sarah’s right arm and draped it over her shoulders, resting it on her tit. She put her left hand behind Sarah’s back and placed it on her shoulder, working with Sarah’s up-and-down rhythm. With her right hand, Nat played with Sarah’s bouncing tits, letting her nipples run across the insides of her fingers.



“Oooooh my gooooooood…” Sarah moaned.



Nat looked at me and winked, just as Sarah’s pussy reached the tip of my cock. I saw the rim of my dick head poke out from behind Sarah’s tightly grasping pussy lips. She hovered for a split second, her legs taught, her eyes rolled back, her chest puffed outwards, full of air. The hand on Nat’s right tit had a firm grip, creating divots where her fingertips dug into the soft flesh. Her left hand was in mid-air, palm facing my stomach, about one inch from touching it. The veins on my cock stood out and my shaft was slick with Sarah’s lubrication and the oil.



I knew what Nat was going to do, and I couldn’t wait.



The moment hung in time, suspended, poised. I saw Nat’s fingers on Sarah’s shoulder press in hard, and Sarah began her descent. Her pussy slid magnificently over my cock with the full force of Nat’s downward pull. I watched every inch of me vanish into Sarah’s wet, pink, velvety softness as she hit home, her one free tit careening downward along with the hair around her face.



Her eyes were the size of dinner plates and her mouth opened in a silent “Aaaaaaaah!” Her right hand squeezed Nat’s breast with such force that plump, taught, scarlet flesh ballooned from between her white-knuckled fingers. Nat winced, but was still smiling, and returned the tit-squeeze. Sarah’s left hand flew to her chest and caught her titty on the rebound, clutching it in a vice-like grip. Still propped on the balls of her feet, Sarah’s legs involuntarily snapped shut, slapping together above my stomach.



Her orgasm was immediate and ferocious. Her pussy champed my cock as if a vice had been attached. The only thing that stopped me from blasting her womb with my semen was the mild pain of having my organ squeezed so tightly. Her eyes travelled to the back of her head, as an animal moan escaped her lips.



“Aaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnngh!”



Her guttural utterance was pure pleasure, as she lost herself completely. Nat and I watched as her body shook, first in a sustained tremor, then in short, intense, spontaneous bursts. Her pussy continued to clench forcefully, as Sarah’s gasping breath returned.



Her hands released their grips and reached in the air aimlessly as her head fell forward. Slowly, and still twitching, she moved her knees down and let her legs rest on the bench. She brought her arm from around Nat’s shoulders, leaned forward, and put her hands on either side of me. I lifted my hands to her face and pushed her hair over her shoulder. She opened her eyes and looked at me.



“H-holy shit. That was..,” she trailed off.



I ran my hands down her shoulders, over her chest, and cupped her breasts. She sat up and ran her hands through her hair, her eyes closed. I slid my fingers over her firm stomach and tickled the insides of her thighs. She jumped.



“Oooh, god! I’m tingling all over.”



Nat put her hand on Sarah’s cheek and pulled her in for a kiss. Their lips met softly, and they gave each other small pecks for a few moments. After parting, Nat looked down to where our genitals met. My cock was firmly planted to the hilt in Sarah’s cunt. Nat used her fingers to spread Sarah’s pussy lips, revealing a red, swollen clit.

Chapter 01: Abracadabra



Desi loved surprises. That is exactly why she decided to drive over to the post office which was one quarter of a mile from her home rather than walk it as she normally would anytime she had an errand to run there. “Besides,” Desi thought, “How many times do I receive a certified letter?”



Momentarily lost in her own thoughts as she glided into the parking lot and coasted nice and snug between a truck and an SUV, Desi wondered if maybe her Lucas had something up his sleeve for her. Making sure she left her e-break on before reaching towards the passenger seat and grabbing her purse, Desi thought how great it would be to receive a surprise from her man. Sighing as she unraveled her mind for a few moments trying to remember the last time she had received anything from him other than flowers which were only used as a vice so that he could butter her up to inform him of his ‘other’ plans he had going on which did not include anything that Desi enjoyed or cared to do. It aggravated Desi a lot that Lucas would rather blow two hundred dollars a month on a mechanical toy that he did nothing with other than sink it into mud. Desi did her best to hide her dislike of the Arctic Cat from her husband. However, she knew that Lucas used things like his four-wheeler and his expensive taste in video games as an attempt to fill other voids in his life.



Two years prior when his father had passed, Lucas came home with the Artic Cat then last year after his grandmother’s death he decided to upgrade to a Playstation III. Since then Desi felt as if Lucas had forgotten her existence and she found herself drifting invisibly in his grieving haze of making up for what he didn’t have any more. Also, since Desi’s son, whom she had produced while still a baby herself and raised alone before marrying Lucas, was about to graduate high school and move away to begin college, she had decided to immerse herself in her writing as a way to escape her prison called loneliness. Despite the lack of communication and passion which Desi needed in order to live, she still loved Lucas very much as she thought of him two states away working all his hard muscles into overtime as he continued his toil to earn money for the bills and enough extra to blow on his own pursuits of pleasure. “At least he is trying more than he used too.” Desi reminded herself as she remembered their sexy night they shared the weekend before.



Though the two of them had started out as ‘just friends’ in the beginning and she had married him pleasing her family more than herself, the thought of cheating on him had never occurred, until the opportunity had been shoved down her throat. Desi was feeling extremely lost and lonely one night and Lucas was continuously cutting their phone conversations short, as usual, claiming that he was doing paperwork, or he had another important call coming in, and then the finale, “Baby I’m tired. I got to get some rest. I’m getting up at three am in the morning to head to Missouri. I will call you tomorrow night. I promise.”



Desi remembered the ache from the lump in her throat that came out of nowhere as she listened to her husband’s low voice speak through the receiver of the phone. “Okay.” Desi kept her emotions in control. “I love you.” She reminded him.



“I love you too, bye.” He hung up.



That night Desi had made the decision to not stay home alone basking in her lonely misery so she showered and dressed, dabbed on some makeup and perfume, careful not to put too much on because she was not trying to draw attention to herself. Desi just wanted no needed, human contact. Thinking back on that night now made everything seem like a blur of jumping into her Miata, driving as fast at the speed limits would allow and then all of a sudden she is tipsy on her third Corona bent over the pool table with her long hair the color of fire spilling down her back about to shoot the eight ball into the corner pocket while the smoky mist causes her to squint and the sounds of loud laughter and southern rock n roll are suffocating in the small familiar bar she had chosen to rid herself of her loneliness. Desi only went alone to places she was comfortable in and she was comfortable here since she had worked here before and the regulars still knew her by name.



Right after she watched the cue ball hit it’s mark and smack the eight ball in, Desi felt the soft touch of someone’s fingers touch her on the edge of her hairline right above her right temple as if to move her hair from her face, but instead, choosing to firmly grab a fistful of her fire red hair, softly gripping and pulling her closer to speak in her ear. Realizing that the hand belonged to a man, her heart multiplied in pace for a short few moments as she felt his sexy hot breath tingling her eardrum and causing a tiny vibration that prompted her to shiver slightly. His unfamiliar voice was higher pitched than her husband’s big Texas baritone sound, and his familiar accent was thick Deep South Creole rolling off his tongue and causing her to blush as he spoke, “Frisson joli?”



Though Dessi was from North Louisiana, she understood enough of the South Louisiana dialect to know that frisson meant chill and joli meant pretty. Dessi’s face lit up with a smile and she felt her face get hot as she recognized his Cajun tongue and she knew he was telling her she was pretty and asking her if she wanted another beer because she knew Cajun men called their beer chill since that’s the only way to drink it and they aren’t afraid to compliment whenever a compliment is due. Turning with wide eyes toward the stranger, Desi was sure she was crimson because the stranger was so good looking she felt her heart hasten its pace a few more beats as she fought to hide her attraction. Remembering who she was and what she was not within about ten supersonic star gazing seconds, Desi snapped out of it and motioned to her still nursing beer and tried to speak loudly over the music, “No thank ya sha! I’m still drinking this one!” And she picked it up and showed him her half-full bottle then followed with a smile she couldn’t remember smiling in years. “Thank ya, though!” she chirped.



Instead of responding with a “Your welcome,” the stranger put quarters on the pool table which meant he wanted to play her next game. Still unable to mask her flattery which was shining through her flushed face, Desi surprised herself by responding, “Lez le bon temps rouler!” Desi couldn’t hide her pride which shone through her golden eyes whilst she looked back at the stranger staring at her in awe. Shocking him with her knowledge of his native tongue she glowed as she warned him, “I can speak yore language too sha! I grew up right on that bayou in thu back, yeah!” With that she flashed him a teasing smile. Desi was hoping to ward the highly attractive stranger away using her friendly sarcasm but that only seemed to make him want her more because she was sure he was interpreting it as flirting.



All right, maybe she was harmlessly flirting but it made her feel better than she had been feeling earlier so mixed with the effects of the beer and pure electrifying attraction for this stranger, Desi ended up inside his motel room. The young hottie turned out to be ten years younger than Desi and he truly didn’t believe her when she told him she was thirty five. His name was Andre and he was married with children too, in town on business, and had a business partner name Virgil staying close by in another room.



Desi had accidentally met Virgil, who looked a bit older, lighter, and taller with longer hair than the younger hottie she was following on the way in to the motel. She remembered watching his shocking blue eyes that were shadowed beneath long loose coco colored bangs because Demi had a habit of focusing on a person’s eyes anytime she met them. The distant memory of the second stranger buried itself in her tipsy and lusty frame of mind probably because she was so quick to figure out that her young hottie’s business partner seemed to intentionally avoid making eye contact with her. Desi was always taught that no eye contact meant no trusted interest so she shrugged it off and left it at that.



“Ya burn?” he asked.



“Burn?”



“Herb?”



“Oh yeah!” Deciding not to let him know that she hadn’t been stoned in at least five years since her son had almost caught her smoking in the garage and she barely got away with it by convincing him he was smelling incense and not pot.



Choosing to sit on a small sofa in an attempt to avoid the bedroom area inside the suite, Desi did her best to present herself as a lady. Shifting in her seat, she nervously and unconsciously tugged at the front of her favorite pink cami. Right away she wished she were less dressed like the overworked and underpaid house wife she had become and more like the classy and sexy lady who was screaming to come out and play.



What was that familiar cologne scent that kept drifting under her nose and causing her to discreetly sniff the air harder in an attempt to inhale his pheromone? “Eternity?” Maybe that was it.



Whatever the brand, his cologne was magic to her senses as she didn’t object whenever he sat right next to her on the sofa and began to light up a joint that he had mysteriously produced. After playing musical lips with the joint a few times, Desi felt exhilaratingly relaxed. Excusing himself, Desi watched the young hottie named Andre stand up and step into the bathroom. The sensations of being high added to her aroused dilemma that she was desperately trying to fight. Before she could forget she was married, Lucas popped into her mind and she searched her memory trying to recall the last time this part of her had been stirred. “Poor Lucas.” Desi thought as guilt enveloped her.



No, even he had never aroused her the way this young hottie was successfully doing. Within the next second Desi realized that if she were to misbehave tonight, Lucas would never even know, unless she told him. Desi let out a long breath that she forgot she had been holding, uncrossed her legs, and closed her eyes for a second as she tried not to focus on the needing ache that was slowly beginning to throb within her womb.



The thud of the bathroom door opening and shutting stirred her thoughts and before she could react, one of his soft sanded hands is performing a Houdini as she felt it slyly make its way down the front of her worn denim Bermudas sneaking past unbuttoning or unzipping. Quickly, she sucks in a tiny bit of breath before his lush lips are piercing her own with his explorative tongue throwing fast jabs then slowing down to caress the flavor of his delightful prey. As fast as she can feel his fat fingertip glide its way into the folds of her wet slit and land directly on her engorged clit to wreak havoc, she feels one of her 38 C’s like abracadabra filling his fleshy groping hands. Two of his searching fingertips discovered her stiff nipples, “Oh my fucking-”Desi heard herself impulsively gasp while feeling her nipple tingle as he rolled it between his fingertips.



She was hooked, line, and sinker and he knew it as he slid his mouth down to nibble the depths of her neck. Desi knew it was too late for surrender and she ran her fingers upwards into the soft waves of his dark hair and he knew she was ensnared within his high-powered lusty trance. “Cum for me sha!” he whispered his hot breath forceful into her ear.



“Huh?” She gasped at his unexpected command.



Smiling like the devil at her, Desi was stunned and stared back into his smoky brown eyes as he ordered her once more. “I said I want ya ta cum for me sha!” And he began to flick her clit faster with his thumb while he forced two fingers in her sopping pussy. “Stand up baby gal!” He ordered just when he felt the walls of her pussy tighten and he yanked his hand out of her pants right before she came, leaving her starving for more.



Mesmerized with lust, Desi watched him place his fingers which were coated with her juice to his succulent lips and taste her before bringing them up to her own mouth and prying her own lips apart to thrust in her mouth and she didn’t protest when he ordered her to suck her own pussy juice from them. “Mm mm! Don dat pussy taste sweet? Ya got a sweet pussy sha!” Pulling his polo shirt off and allowing Desi to admire his hard earned sculpted muscles dotted with a few tattoos, he grasped both her hands and pulled her up on her feet so that she was standing in front of him. “No sha, I want ya on da table.”



“Huh?” Once again, she was shocked and wide eyed at his commands. Desi had never allowed anyone to treat her like this but, oddly, she found herself loving it too. Looking over the two foot tall cherry wood coffee table he wanted her on and hoping it was stable, she was hesitant to comply.



“Come on! I want let ya fall! He softened his tone as he convinced her to step onto it.



Everything suddenly became surreal as Desi found herself giving in to this younger man whom she had only met a few hours before and with her pussy now drenched and her tits bulging out the top of her cami she allowed him to lead her and she jolted at her own submission to him. Her ass was almost level with his head as she stood in front of him on the table top. “Come on gal! Get does clothes off! I wanna see dat wet pussy!” He began snapping his orders and yanking her britches down himself before she had anytime to respond. “Yeah. Now dat’s what I’m talkin bout!” She heard him exclaim while he admired her tight white ass clad in a pink thong.



Flinching beneath his masterful, surprising slap on the ass cheek, he told her to remove her bra and shirt too while he yanked her thong off and she managed to get her bra unhooked and her cami halfway off before he was already thrusting two fingers into her pussy again. As soon as she threw her bra and cami to the floor, Andre moved in front of her and ordered her to squat down.



“Squat?” Desi shuddered. No one had ever asked her to do such a thing but this man had already worked up her sexual psyche to the point of no return that she decided not to question him further and to just go with the flow.



“Dat’s right, I want ya ta squat.” Andre soothingly schooled her as he gripped her shoulders gently and guided her downwards so that she was squatting on the table in front of him with her pussy glistening spread out and on display all shaved except for the thin landing strip that, to his delight, matched the color of her fire red hair. “Eww wee!” He shouted to stress he was quite impressed with what he was seeing. “Red on da head an fire in da bed! Jus like I like em! Naw let me see ya play wit dem pretty tits sha!” Andre knew he was driving Desi mad hungry for him but he wanted to make sure she got the full effect before he fucked her juicy pussy good. His ultimate goal was to get into her tight ass.



Standing in front of her now she flinched slightly as he gripped a fistful of her fire red hair in order to keep her perched on her feet without falling with one hand, and with his other hand, he thrust his two fingers back into her slick pussy hole, turned his hand palm up, and bent his fingers into a ‘come hither’ and sought out her g spot as he said to her, “Yeah, I bet ya got a lot o’ juice een dat pussy. Mm hm! Let’s see how juicy I can make dat sweet lil fuck hole baby gal!” He ordered her to keep playing with her tits while he targeted her g spot, simultaneously amazing her with his knowledge as he began expertly manipulating her pussy like it had never been till the sounds of her pussy juices were creating a sloshing noise.



“Ooh! Ooh!” was all Desi could verbalize as she was dismayed and showed it with a look of bewilderment as her eyes glazed over at the pressure she was feeling. She almost felt as if she had to pee but she knew she didn’t because she had already used the ladies room in the lobby down stairs before coming to join Andre in this room. With a look of confusion clouding her mind and showing through her watery eyes, all Desi could do was look up at Andre while he coaxed her to accept what was about to happen and moan, “Ooh. It feels so fucking good!” As she withstood the thrashing she was receiving in her pussy she said to him, “Ooh fuck! Fuck my pussy!”



“Ya want me ta fuck ya pussy til ya squirt?” Andre asked her.



“Yes!” He felt his cock grow hard watching her lips tremble. “I want ya ta fuck me!”



“Say it sha!” Andre commanded her. “Say ya want yore pussy ta squirt.”



“I want my pussy ta squirt all ova yore hand!”



Just when Andre felt she was about to explode because he could feel the pressure building up in tiny spasms and throbbing underneath his finger tips where he had been probing on the upper inner wall of her pussy he suddenly stopped thrashing his fingers and delighted in seeing her actually try to buck her hips onto his hand as if she were trying to fuck his hand. “Ya eva squirted before?” Andre asked her tightening the grip he had on her hair from the crown of her head and gently but firmly forced her head back so that she had no choice but to look him in the eyes when she answered.



Delsi began to nod her head from side to side while she was still bucking wildly.



“I can’t hear ya sha!”



“No!” She pleaded as tears began to stream down her cheeks.



“No what?”



“No, I have neva squirted before!” Desi gasps again.



Andre allowed Desi a few moments to calm down. “Aw sha. Don fight eet. Let eet go.” He encouraged as he shocked her back into submission by suddenly and more aggressively thrashing his fingers upwards into her pussy against her g spot. He felt his cock fighting to break through his Levis as he grew stiffer from the sweetness of this sexy, tight assed, red haired beauty’s essence rising to his senses and filling the room with the hot aroma of sex in the air.



Grasping a nipple in each hand and pulling hard, “Oh mmy fffuucking gawd! Whoo!” Was all Desi could manage to verbalize as she uncontrollably watched in wide eyed amazement as Andre hurriedly pulled his fingers from her pussy and began to violently rub her engorged clit that sent her into an instant high voltage like state of euphoria causing her eyes to roll back while a hot stream of juice began flowing from her pussy like a fountain and splattering onto the cherry wood table top. “What de fuck!” Desi looked up at Andre almost as if he were a God because she had never experienced an orgasm so intense that she actually ejaculated and this man had just made her do just that.



Still squatting on the table top, licking her lips and wiping her tears of pleasure, Desi watched Andre unfasten his jeans; she heard them fall to the floor. Her eyes grew big as saucers when she saw his magnificent nine inch cock. Remembering Lucas own six inch cock being the only cock in her pussy for the last fifteen years, Desi wondered if she would be able to take him. Whether she could or not Desi was so fucking hungry for his cock that she really didn’t care if she could or not, she was going to make damn sure to do her best to make that big cock fit!



Andre saw Desi staring at his cock as he began massaging its swollen length up and down the shaft. Teasingly, he grabbed Desi by the head of her hair again and put the pre cum soaked head of his cock near her lips and said, “Here sha. Open dat pretty lil mouth of yours an suck dis cock.”



Opening her mouth as wide as she could, Desi felt his cock slide to the back of her throat as she tried hard not to gag. “Aw sha. Ya ain’t neva tasted a cock dis big before have ya?” Andre teased when he saw her eyes open wide up at him and heard her gurgle when his fat head hit the back of her throat.



Desi tried to answer him but all she could manage was a muffled “Mmhmph.” followed by a slight nod of her head.



“Ya thank ya can handle this fat cock in ya ass sha?” Andre taunted Desi more. For a split second Andre thought he saw a flicker of fear cross over Desi’s eyes at the mention of fucking her tight ass.

We have to go out. Really, we would both prefer to stay in but it’s a work function and we have to at least make an appearance.



I leave the bathroom in a towel having dried my hair and applied my minimal makeup immediately after my shower, and appear in the bedroom doorway.



You are standing in front of the full length mirror wearing your open dress shirt and your trousers — unbuttoned and unbelted, but zipped. I watch you button your shirt from the bottom, slowly covering your flat tummy, your chest, and then the cleft at your throat. You tuck the shirt in then close the trouser button and belt. I admire your long back and broad shoulders as you reach for your tie, still unaware of my presence.



You slip the tie on and I watch your beautiful hands tie it and smooth it down your chest and stomach. I love your hands; the length of your fingers, the definition in the knuckles and wrists, the size and strength of them and the deftness with which you do everything. They are truly man’s hands and I find them very erotic.



You reach for your suit jacket and see my reflection in the mirror. You turn and smile at me.



“You look wonderful already,” you say and I laugh at the sweetness of the comment.



I walk toward the closet to retrieve my dress and stand on my toes and lift my face to kiss you on my way past. Our lips meet softly and you lean into the kiss making it linger longer than I expected. I sigh as I step back and you grin at me as you wrap one arm around my waist and pull me to you. You lower your lips to mine in a firmer kiss; a promissory note lingering on the end of it. We smile at each other and I proceed to the closet.



I collect my stockings, dress, etc. and place them all on the bed, dropping the shoes on the floor beside and then sit on the edge to begin dressing. I look up and see you are sitting on the window seat, fully clothed, watching me intently. For a moment I am a little self-conscious but then I remember the intimacy of watching you dress and the faintly erotic twinge it gave me. I smile flirtatiously at you and lower the towel, coyly exposing more cleavage and my back.



You grin as your eyes flicker over me and I know you are taking a mental photograph. I select a stocking, raise my left leg, and slip it over my foot, slowly extending it up my leg to my thigh. I select the next stocking, raise my right leg, and slip the stocking lingeringly up my leg. It is incredibly arousing, this reverse striptease, and I find myself thinking about later this evening when the stockings will be removed.



I carefully avoid eye contact with you but I can see you out of the corner of my eye. You shift slightly but I know your eyes have not left me. The bra is on my left. As I turn to reach for it, the towel opens, completely exposing to you my back and the top of my buttocks. I remain turned from you and put on the bra, deftly hooking it behind me.



I glance at you over my shoulder with a smile and you chuckle softly.



I slip my panties on and stand to slide them into place. I remain standing as I clasp the garter belt around my waist. I turn toward you as I bend forward to clasp the garters to the stockings, knowing this gives you an exemplary view of my ample cleavage. I raise my eyes to you and find you shifting your gaze between the stocking tops and my cleavage. Our gazes meet and my breath catches with the intensity of your look. I can almost feel the realization that I am dressing for you, sink into you.



I straighten up, our gaze never breaking, and stay still for a moment, feeling your eyes travelling me, and then reach for my dress. I open the zipper at the back and slip the dress over my head. It falls into place and I slowly walk to you. You reach your hands out to me when I am mere steps from you and I turn my back, telling you in that universal ‘couple’ language that I need you to pull up the zipper.



The back of your fingers graze the skin of the small of my back as you grasp the pull and raise it as slowly as if you were lowering it. You lean forward and place a soft kiss between my shoulder blades and slowly stand as you raise the zipper the remaining inch.



“Thank you,” I murmur and then I feel your breath in the nape of my neck and it makes me shiver. Goose bumps rise down my neck and along my shoulders.



Goose bumps,” you whisper, “thank you.” You brush your lips against my spine at the edge of the dress and I feel your lips trail up the back of my neck and then to the right under my ear. You trace the line of my neck with warm, soft kisses to the curve of my shoulder and then gently press your teeth to it. I shudder and close my eyes with a sigh and you place a reparatory kiss there.



You place your warm hands to my neck and slide them down, over my shoulders and away, as if to dispel the goose bumps. My eyes flutter open at the break in contact and I sigh as I move away and sit on the bed to put on my shoes.



I slip my foot into the left shoe and you crouch in front of me. You take my ankle in your hand and place my foot on your knee and fasten the shoe. I slip into the other shoe and you do the same and then place my foot on the floor. You slide your hands up my legs slowly as though to smooth the stockings and spread your fingers up my legs until they reach the stocking tops. You trace the top of the lace around to my inner thigh and slide your hands up slightly.



Your fingers rest on the bare skin of my inner thigh close enough that I can feel the heat of your hands through my thin panties, but you don’t touch.



Our eyes lock, I can see the restraint you are using to keep your hands in place, and it arouses me further. My lower abdomen clenches and I ache to tilt my hips forward. I think you see it because you inhale deeply and say, “Two hours and then we are back here.”



I nod and you slip your hands from my legs and stand, offering me your hand.



I take it, stand, and you step to me, sliding your hand along my forearm to my waist and around my back. You lean forward and kiss me so softly that I can barely feel it but the slow, lingering return of your lips to mine is so deliberate that I feel it deeply everywhere else in my body.



You draw back slightly and we smile. Your hand in the small of my back, you guide me to the stairs and we leave to make our appearance.



In the car, you place your right palm on the top of my knee with your fingers draping forward down the front of my leg. You slowly pull your fingertips up my thigh until they reach the lace of the stocking and then curl your fingers under and trail the tops of your fingernails back down, slowly uncurling them as your palm reaches the top of my knee once again. The repetition is mesmerizing. Contrasted by my need to touch you; to feel the press of your body against mine, it is arousing in it’s minimalism.



When we arrive you open my door and hand me out of the car, closing the door behind me. You place a hand against my cheek and trace my cheekbone with your thumb, curling your fingers under my jaw as you trail your thumb down from my ear to my lips. Your rub your thumb gently along them and then down to my chin, pressing my chin up to you, and slowly lean down to kiss me. As our lips meet you press me between you and the car and I feel your growing arousal. My nipples tighten and I run my hands around your waist and up your back.



“Two hours,” you whisper, “and then we can do something about this properly.”



I murmur my assent and we make our way inside.



You stand behind me and take my coat and suddenly I feel exposed; as though you are undressing me in this crowded room. I become slightly self-conscious that everyone can see my aroused nipples and know what I am thinking. I glance down and see that they are not as visible as I had feared. You follow my gaze and smile.



“I can tell,” you tease, “but I don’t think anyone else will.”



“Well, good,” I reply, “it’s not for them.”



“Nope,” you smirk, “just for me.”



We mingle for the next couple of hours casting knowing glances at one another when we are apart and exchanging subtle but lingering caresses when we are together. Both of us enjoying the anticipation.



I am standing at the bar when I feel you standing behind me, your body grazing my back. Your breath cascades down the side of my neck giving me goose bumps that harden my nipples.



“It’s time to go…”



I turn and look up at you. “Are you sure we’ve ‘appeared’ enough?”



“Absolutely,” you say and you hold up my coat.



I grin and turn around for you to help me don it and feel your hand in the small of my back, guiding me to the door. I love when you do that; it’s such a proprietary and protective gesture.



We talk quietly through the drive about the party, the people, and conversations we had when apart. Your hand returns to its previous mesmerizing path along my thigh, as though you are gently reminding me of our purpose.



I put my head back and close my eyes, letting the sensations travel this time. I feel your touch resonate through me, travelling up my thigh and across my abdomen. My nipples tighten again and my vaginal walls clench briefly. It makes my hips twitch and the next time your fingers trail up they cross the lace to my inner thigh and curl down my mound before trailing to my knee. I shiver on the third passing and look at you. You smile but never take your eyes from the road.



When we get inside, you remove my coat and I again feel like you are undressing me, but this time, I welcome the feeling. I turn to you and we kiss slowly and softly at first but quickly the kisses deepen and we are soon wrapped tightly to each other. You trace my jaw and neck with kisses and my eyes close as I inhale deeply, letting the sparks travel through me. I drop my head back to encourage your path and you continue to my clavicle and follow it to the other side of my neck and up to my ear.



I am suddenly overwhelmed with the need to touch you; to feel your skin against mine, to explore your body. I slide my hands down from your back, around your waist and then up over your stomach to your chest, pushing the suit jacket off your shoulders. You shrug it off and drape it on the chair next to us. Next, I remove the tie, my eyes never leaving yours. I can see the flicker of arousal at having me undress you and it arouses me further. I toss the tie on the jacket and begin unbuttoning your shirt. When the first two are undone, I lean forward and kiss the exposed skin at the cleft of your throat and clavicle. You sigh and I continue unbuttoning you, kissing each new section of skin exposed until I reach your belt. Two more buttons to go but they are tucked into your trousers.



I begin to undo the belt and you hold my hands. I look up at you questioningly and you smile and turn me around. You begin to kiss at my hairline and trail slowly and deliberately down my neck and spine to the top of the dress. I feel the tug of the zipper being engaged and your lips and breath against my skin all the way down to the bottom of the zipper at my tailbone.



You slide your hands up my back and push the dress off my shoulders; it pools on the floor at my feet. I step out of it, turn, and realize that the disparity of you being mostly clothed while I am mostly naked is powerfully erotic. I step toward you and run my hands flat up your stomach, under the shirt and then over your already hard nipples. You shiver and I take great delight in knowing that I am getting to you. I lower my head and flick the tip of my tongue over the left nipple. It elicits a delicious moan from you that runs right through me to my pussy and it clenches in anticipation.



I press my teeth against your nipple and your abdomen clenches beneath my hand and you run your fingers through my hair. I suck the nipple into my mouth and run my flattened tongue over the edges. You tighten your fingers in my hair and moan, “Oh… yes.”



I suck the nipple further into my mouth and press my teeth firmly into your



pectoral. I then trail my lips across to the other nipple, repeating the pattern and eliciting a similar response from you. You cup my head in your hand and draw me up to kiss me. Your take my hand and step away. Your eyes drink me in for a moment and then, without a word, you lead me up the stairs to the bedroom.



You seat me on the edge of the bed and crouch in front of me. You grasp my ankle and place it on your knee and undo the shoe. As you slide it from my foot you caress my calf and kiss the inside of my thigh. You drop the shoe, place my foot on the floor and repeat the same with the other shoe. With both shoes removed, you stand and place them on the floor at the end of the bed and turn back to me. I part my knees so you are standing between my thighs, and reach to unbuckle your belt. This time, you don’t stop me.



I undo the belt and the final two buttons of your shirt. You remove your shirt and drop it to the floor as I trail my hand down the zipper, feeling your erection beneath. I press more firmly and your hips buck slightly and you exhale hard.



I slide my hand against you, back up to the trouser button and slowly undo the button and draw the zipper down. I slip my hands between the trousers and your hips and press them down and they fall to the floor. Your hard cock is now fully exposed to me and I literally salivate at the sight.



You reach down and pull off your shoes and socks with the trousers and nudge them aside with your foot. I slide my hands up the front of your thighs to your pelvic bones and then across your abdomen. I curl my fingers and gently retrace my path with my fingernails. I lean forward and you shudder in anticipation; it makes me want to prolong it so I kiss the crease between your groin and thigh and then repeat on the other side. You moan in frustration but I know you enjoy it so I continue my ‘torture’. I kiss your stomach, your pelvic bones, the gentle curve between them and your abdomen, and down the creases to your balls — never touching your balls or your thick, bobbing cock.



Eventually, the delay is more than I myself can take and I flatten my wet tongue and draw it over your balls and then up the underside of your cock to the head. I swirl my tongue around the rim and then wrap my hand around the shaft, pulling it down slightly, and press the head against my tongue. You run your hands through my hair again and I feel the insistent pressure in your fingers. I resist, tease the hole with the tip of my tongue, swirl my tongue around the head again, and then press it against the roof of my mouth as I slide you to the back of my throat.



“Oh… That’s it…” you moan.



I open my throat and tighten my lips around the root of your cock and thrust you into my mouth until I gag, drenching your cock in my saliva. I pull back, suck hard on your cockhead and then take you fully again with your hands gently pressing my head forward. Your cock is throbbing against my tongue; my nipples are almost painfully distended and pressing against the bra insistently. My pussy is drenched and aching.



You know what fellating you does to me, and you reach down, pressing my bra under my breasts, freeing my aching nipples. I continue to plunge your cock into my wet, hungry mouth, and slowly draw it out, varying the sensation between my tongue and the gentle scraping of my teeth. You tease my nipples mercilessly with your fingertips until I am sure I will climax from it.



You slide your hands from my nipples to my shoulders and press me back toward the bed. I release your cock and look up at you. You kiss me, placing a knee on the bed between my thighs, and continue to press me to the bed until I am lying back and then you trail your lips down my neck to my nipples.



You suck first one then the other into your warm, wet mouth, and my back arches, pressing them further into your mouth. Your tongue alternates between flicking them and swirling against them. I moan helplessly and you hmm against a nipple. The sensation drives me mad and I hear my breathing become ragged.



You kiss down my body to my abdomen and then kneel on the floor. I look down at you and our eyes meet. You hook a finger into the side of my panties and pull it aside, exposing my drenched pussy to you. You look down at my swollen lips.



“Mmmm,” you murmur, “and you haven’t even cum for me yet.”



I feel your warm breath against my clit and my hips tilt, aching for you to touch me. You smirk and lower your head. You tongue my anus and tease my labia until I am writhing and then, you delve your tongue into my cunt.



“O god, yes!” I cry out and you press your tongue into me over and over again. The pressure of your tongue delving into me pulls my lips open and rubs my hood back and forth over my clit. I moan repeatedly and run my hand over your head, heightening the awareness that it is your mouth pleasuring me.



You finally flick your tongue over my clit and a wave of pleasure rushes through me. My hips buck and I climax almost immediately. You abandon my clit, knowing this will keep me aroused and sensitized, and watch my pussy spasm over and over again.



Blind with lust, I am aware only that I need to feel you inside me.



“Fuck me,” I hear myself and it sounds almost like a plea.



You stand, grasp my legs behind the knee and raise them up. In one thrust you bury your cock in my cunt.



“Yes! Fuck me!” I shout.



“That’s it,” you growl, “cry out for my cock.”



I wrap my legs around you and you reach down and hold the panties aside as you thrust relentlessly into me.



My awareness that lust has also taken you, drives me over the edge and I am soon very near another climax.



“Yes,” you whisper when you see it, “drench me.”



My abdomen ripples and clenches and I feel my pussy clasp your cock as my climax surges through me, drenching you.



You stand very still, your cock hard and still buried in me, while I regain my breathing. Then, you reach down and release the stockings from the garters and slip the stockings off my legs. You slip a hand beneath me and undo the garter belt and remove it.



My breathing somewhat controlled, you slowly pull your cock from me.



“No,” I whimper



You grin and reach to remove the panties. “These have to go, too.”



I lift my hips and you slide them down my legs, tossing them aside.



“On your knees for me.” Your voice is low with arousal and it sends a thrill through me. I turn onto my parted knees, offering you full access to me. You run your hands up the back of my thighs, over my buttocks, and down to my hips. I feel your hands grip my hips and my legs begin to tremble in anticipation. You slowly enter me, your cock pressing deeper and deeper into me until I feel your thighs pressing against mine. You pull out just as slowly until your cockhead is resting between my lips and enter me again with the same deliberate slowness. It is an erotic contrast to the pressure of your hands at my hips and the anticipation of the thrust that will match that grip, builds a climax in me once again.



I press back to you instinctively and you begin to thrust into me. I match every thrust by arching back into it and you are soon breathing raggedly and taking my pussy hard and fast.



You reach to my clit and rub your fingers over it and around my lips and I gasp at the unexpected attention to my sensitive nub. You rim me with your wet thumb and then with your middle finger. I arch to that as well, with a moan and you slowly press your finger into my ass. I moan loudly and the image of your cock replacing your finger overwhelms all other thought.



“Take my ass,” I whisper, raggedly.



You moan and for a moment I think you didn’t hear me but then, your finger slides slowly from me and you pull your cock from my pussy. I feel the round, wet head of your cock against my anus and I tilt my hips back in invitation.

My Precious…There is always a penalty for that kind of misbehaviour. You really have brought this on yourself. There’s no point in pleading…You knew something like this would happen afterwards. Sometimes I think you’re naughty quite deliberately; you never seem to learn. But punishment must fit the crime; it’s for your own good and this time the full score will be played out across your body.



Allegro moderato — I will bend you over a table and lift your skirt, then I’ll slide your knickers over your buttocks and down your thighs, lightly brushing your skin with my fingers. You will shiver in anticipation at what is happening to you. The wispy garment will then be removed completely so I can test its erotic aroma with my nose for your level of arousal. Your arms will be drawn forward and I will make you hold the opposite edge of the table while I tie your wrists to the table legs. I will now blindfold you so you can concentrate on the tactile sensations stimulating your body. After this, I will splay your legs and secure each ankle to the appropriate table leg at the opposite end. I want full unhindered access to your most intimate regions. I want to see that beautiful ass so I can examine your tiny private back hole and cherish the delicate folds of your exquisite little shaven pussy. I want to open you up with my thumbs and catch the intoxicating scent of your sex as I run a finger along your enticing moist little crack. I want to see your pucker pulsate as I tease your clit and I want to draw out the juice in strings from your cunt and catch them on my tongue. If the mood takes me I shall then gently circle my finger around your prohibited place, caressing, tickling to probe its tight restrictive nature. I just love the way the annular wrinkle seems to have a mind of its own.



I will insert a number of objects into you and ask you to guess what they are… If you guess wrong, you will be smacked for being ignorant. If you guess right, you will be slapped for being a know-all. Catch 22. The objects will increase in girth as we progress. And from time to time, I may push ice-cubes into your orifices, just to make sure you are paying attention.



Adagio Silencio Lacrimentoso – I will now gag you to muffle the screams of pain, maybe pleasure – whatever, I don’t care. It is now time for the increasingly heavy chastisement to begin. This will be played across your ass and thighs with my hand or a hair brush or a flogger. It will be gentle at first, but will build like Bolero, depending on how effective the spanking is in producing a trickle of moisture from your enticing folds. I can judge that by how wet your vaginal lips become, so after each smack I will need to draw my fingers slowly up your slit, catching the liquid for me to smell and taste. And I will certainly have to penetrate your pussy with one, two or maybe four digits and massage your G spot regularly, just to confirm.



The other way to check your arousal is by tasting you directly and applying oral stimulation to your vulva and clit. For this the hood must be stretched and pulled back to allow access to the full bud. Various tongue teases are effect – stirring, sucking, flicking and stoking, amongst them. This needs to be prolonged; the effect will be electric and you will drip with desire. You may simultaneously need your vagina fully penetrated with a suitable toy to bring about the first of the orgasm. This will be done very slowly initially to prolong the anticipation. Stimulation will simultaneously be applied around your clit, to your sex hole and perhaps around your pucker.



I will also use your electric toothbrush to stimulate your clit as I test more toys in your body. I want to see your pussy clench and work them as I fuck you with them. At some point I will need to introduce anal beads too, so as to force your vagina into a tighter clasp. Scooping up some of your vaginal discharge, I will drizzle it onto your tiny brown pucker and gently massage your anus as I work the beads around and into your rectum. They will remain in you until your final orgasm. They are long and I shall relish gradually pushing them deeper and deeper into your tract, until only the end-ring is visible, sticking obscenely from your most private place – the ultimate humiliation and token of your helpless situation. Tears will trickle down your cheeks – pain, sorrow and joy, played out in close harmony.



No doubt by this point you will be moaning constantly through your gag and I will increase the tempo and scope of what I do to you, until I find the right melody and rhythm to make you resonate and burst into a concerto of orgasmic convulsions.



The movement may need to be repeated several times, depending on how effective I think the punishments have been.



Intermezzo Rubato – Just attending to the centre section of the body is unlikely to be a sufficient. Additional measures will undoubtedly be needed. I will release you, but only momentarily to strip the rest of your clothes off, before restraining you again. With you now being completely naked and exposed I can inspect your body in its entirety and explore it with my hands and mouth before deciding on which area to apply additional sensations. This will most likely include your breasts and nipples, which will need to receive special treatment. Like your clit, they need to be squeezed, pulled and sucked to get them to the right size. Pegs or clamps can then be applied if necessary. You also need to be stroked, kissed and licked on the back of your neck and down your shoulders, before attention is once more applied between your legs and to your constrained nipples.



By now, your pussy should be running like a meadow spring. And you should be in a state to receive more penetrative stimulation. But first I need to remove the gag so you can kiss me as I feel your tits and tweak your clamps. I will then reveal my big hard cock and you will take the head in your mouth. You will have to play your tongue over it until it is rock-hard, paying special attention to collecting the pre-cum from the tip. I will thrust it deep into your throat, bring those tears flooding back. The familiar taste of my bodily fluids coupled with my male presence intimately thrust against your face, will arouse your primeval passions. My musky scent-laden pubes, through which you now have to breathe, tickle your nose. I withdraw a little allowing you to catch some air and let you play your tongue deftly across the bulbous monster that will soon violate your feminine sanctum.



Scherzo Affetuoso – When my member is truly stiff I shall return to your intimate area and apply this inflexible tool to its wetness. I shall slowly move it up and down, so that you feel its rigidity on your pussy lips and clit and so realise the extent of my excitement. Depending on your reaction – how slick you become – I might need to spank your butt some more, while still rubbing along your moist little crack. Then once again I will need to taste you and discover – close up – how delicious and sticky you have become. I will need to part and hold open your cunt lips like the wings of a butterfly to study and appreciate your inner pink softness. Then I will push my tongue into this heavenly place, draw out more juices and spread your wetness from your thighs to your buttocks. The evaporation will be cooling and make the room reek of your arousal. You will feel the unfamiliar cold dampness all across your private area and know it has all emanated from your shameless pussy and your uncontrollable desires. You will imagine the lewdness of the scene – naked and prone, buttocks skyward, legs splayed, liquid-glistening anus exhibiting its violating ring-pull and your cunt folded open offering themselves for violation and penetration. They are oozing with juice, fully exposed and vulnerable; it reveals your true wanton nature.



Once again I will collect some of your self-generated libation, baste it onto your tiny brown pucker and gently massage the anal beads around as I rub the ruby-red head of my stiffness against your cunt entrance. I will bathe the tip of my cock in your delectable juices before I open your vulva with my thumbs and bury the rampant bulb into your tiny, inviting little fuck-hole. I want you to feel the girth as it stretches you and the shaft sinks past your virginal ring where the head will fit snugly into your outer recesses, just on your G spot. At the same time I will apply pressure to your now-lubricated and violated anus with one thumb, while massaging your clit with the other. I will play my minuet on G spot by just shifting slightly in a rhythmical fucking motion until I feel your passage relax.



Scherzo Appassionato – I will hold still for a while, letting you accustom to my presence, to the penile violation of your body and then, without warning I will thrust deep into you as far as my long rampant shaft will penetrate. Holding there, now occupying your inner sanctum, I want both of us to feel all the pleasures of your tightness, the stiffness of my cock and of your cervix lapping at its dribbling tip. The sweet heady scent of your sex will waft up and I shall inhale, savouring the beautiful thrilling odour that makes me ever more excited and much stiffer.



My thumb will slowly sink into your most private place along-side the beads and my cock will thrust with a passionate cadence back and forth in your constricting wet tunnel until you build towards another sensational orgasm.



Rondo Stretto – To make you cum hard, I shall stretch your clit and slide a weighted clip onto its base. As I fuck you this will pull, rub, stroke, manipulate your slick little bud till you burst into mind-blowing ecstasy. At this point, I will quickly remove the clamping on your nipples before ripping the beads out through your anal sphincter. The flow of blood rushing back into your abused nubs will be exquisitely painful, driving the whole-body orgasm you are suffering to yet another level. The sensation in your arse will also be incredible, shooting fingers and waves of pleasure though your abdomen until they meet and embrace your entire body, making the fine hairs along your spine stand up.



At this point I will probably have no alternative but to stiffen and squirt into your heavenly depths, my passion from witnessing your throws of ecstasy having become too much. You will feel the splash of spunk hitting, copiously coating the walls of your vagina as it is ejaculated from my very hard throbbing cock. Thick ropes of cum will spurt out and lash your inner depths filling you to overflowing. This will increase the strength of your orgasm even further and take it to its ultimate intensity. You will thrash and scream but the stimulation will be relentless. You will lose all control. Your body will convulse, jerk; your cunt squeeze; pulsate. Your back will arch, you will buck like a bronco, but I will hold your hips to remain buried in your constricting passage. You suddenly squirt your own luscious cum-juice in copious amounts onto my balls and down my legs. It goes on and on; relentless; unstoppable. Gush after gush of tacky solution. You push back onto me greedy for more shaft to occupy your sex.



You will lose all sense of time as your brain concentrates only on your body’s overwhelming sensory input. I will keep thrusting into you until you weaken, collapse and fall silent. You will then have been truly fucked. I will feel our mixed fluids drip from my scrotum and after a while I will withdraw my fingers and cock from your orifices.



Sonata Patetico Tenerezza – Still held in place, your open, abused inflamed pussy will be framed with a halo of foam and from its rosy centre will ooze tacky, ivory fluid which will gradually run down your protruding clit and drip to the floor forming a tell-tale little puddle of semen laced with rivulets of rich white sperm. Around it will be your own cum – a pool not a puddle. It will fill the room with your essence, your sexy aroma. I wish it were always there to remind me what a hot little minx you are.



However, your ordeal will not be over. You must suck my cock clean as I caress your hair and shoulders. Eventually I will free you from your bonds take you to the bed and draw you close, holding you in a loving embrace. Our mouths will search for each other. Tongues will touch and my cock will begin to stir again…

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