Erotic Stories

[llcoolj58]

I like read erotic stories i have some that i have found and would like to share hope a lot of you like them to.


mumz if this isn't allow just let me know and i well remove it.




Phone Sex:

My heart gave a little jump when the phone rang, here it was, 9:30 at night and I was waiting with great anticipation for the call. I'd sent her out just an hour and a half earlier, but it seemed like forever. And now at last, the call. "Hi Honey..." she said, "you want to know what I'm doing right now?". She had that tone of naughty impishness in her voice,. She knew it would turn me on all the more. But backing up for a moment.

Becky, my naughty, flirtatious, tease, of a wife and I, have this very open and unusual relationship. She loves to expand her erotic horizons, and I've always encouraged her behavior. .with the provision of course that I either get to hear about or participate in her little erotic adventures. See, as her voyeuristic husband, I love the erotic thrill of watching her with another guy, or even hearing about it in detail later. It's especially a turn on to watch her orally pleasure a new and different hard cock, watching her smile at me with that naughty gleam in her eye. And when she turns on the teasing how turned on she is, how much she's enjoying another guy's cock, how big it is inside her mouth or pussy, that kind of thing.


But back to the events of tonight.. It was a few days earlier when we had finalized the plans for this Friday evening. A visiting businessman and his partner were to be in town..and had promised to show her a good time at the Oasis club, picking her up in a Limo and the whole thing. She made me pick out her outfit for this evening of dining, dancing, and sexual adventure. I'd settled on a short white, halterdress that she of course wears with no bra. Shows off her tan, her sexy legs, her petite figure, her braless aroused nipples poking at the soft fabric. Never one to disappoint, she started off with the nasty tease sluttiness while she was putting on her dress and getting ready. Showing me the lacy french cut Victoria Secret panties she decided to wear. Telling me how she didn't expect these sexy panties to stay on too long! How she'd probably go through most of the evening with nothing at all on under her minidress..dancing with her two friends. and I had my hands all over her, my hard on growing, having a tough time with the thought of the hours long "wait" until I'd be inside her. And then she breaks the kiss and looks me right in the eye and says "Just think honey, in a few minutes these lips of mine that you were just kissing will be wrapped around some strangers hard dick, in the back of that Limo. Instead of your hands all over me, it will be Johnathan and David rubbing my breasts, sucking my nipples, making me totally wet. " If this didn't immediately add to the stiff urgency of my hard on, than nothing ever could.

And it was only a few more minutes when the Limo arrived. Just before Becky left my arms to head out the door, she lifted her minidress, put my hand on her damp mound, pulled the panties to the side and put my finger inside her. Totally dripping wet already! And she whispered, "See how turned on I am thinking about what I'll be doing tonight baby?" Ahh yes. And then as she was trotting out the door, that last nasty glance my way, over her shoulder, a little toss of her dark hair, and the parting comment. "You keep thinking about what I'll be doing tonight, I'll call you, and don't worry, When I come back I'll have full loads of cum in my belly and in my pussy, I hope you'll be ready to eat me baby" and with that ..off she went.

Damn if that didn't make my bulge ready to burst at any second. There's just no way to explain what a turn on it is when she acts like nasty, wayward, slut. Especially when she plays up the tease role like this, flagrantly flaunting her unbridled sexuality and letting me know that she intends to rub it in. Sounds twisted maybe, but what a turn on.. And now..finally..after the long anxious wait, the phone rang at last. "Hi honey it's me, want to know what I'm doing right now"? You BET I wanted to know exactly what she was doing! And told her so. "Well, we're back in the Limo, on the way to the Marriot, I have David and Jonathan on either side of me and...ohhh yessss that feels...oh yes....um Honey, they have my halterdress untied and it's around my waist right now and...you know what I have in my hand they're sucking my breasts right now and I have David's fingers inside me and.....listen I'll have to call you back later, kind of busy right now..and in a second I won't be able to talk anyway because it's hard to talk with my mouth full..bye honey."


Well, instant raging hard on again needless to say. I could just imagine what was happening. I know how erotic Becky is, how totally sexual with her oral talents, the way she looks up at a guy when she is oh so S L O W L Y taking his manhood deep into her mouth, the way she swirls her tongue around the head of the hardened cock she is savoring..the way she moans and gets soaking wet at the attention of a guy she hardly knows because the newness and excitement of playing the "slut" role to the hilt.So again I had a long impatient wait...and I was trying not to play with myself because I wanted to save it for later when she got home, but the thought of what these two guy's were doing to her....

So, 11:00 rolled around and the phone rings again. "Hi honey, these guy's are great, I wish you could be here to see everything we're doing, but since you can't we'll just leave the phone line open and you can listen in..." (Nasty). Becky really knows how to push my buttons. She loves me completely, but really gets off on the slightly demeaning aspects of playing into my jealousy fantasies by doing the slut tease thing to the hilt. Here I am on the phone, dick in hand, and she's saying things like.. "Oh baby, his cock is SO big, a lot bigger than yours, it's so nice to have a BIG cock for a change. I can't wait until he explodes his hot cum load all over my face, you want me to have hot cum all over my face baby?" She goes on and on like this. Describing what it's like to have them both inside her, describing the sensations, telling me how hard her nipples are, how wet she is, how strongly she shuddered in orgasm from the attentions of these two lucky bastards. At one point she had David hold the phone right next to her face while she was sucking Jonathan's cock so that I'd hear the slurping sucking sounds and her unique little oral groans and moans she makes while doing it. (She loves to suck cock). And the things I'd hear her saying in the background...like "Yes, pull that hard thing out of me and fuck my mouth baby, oh yes, suck my nipples while He does me Jon I want you both to fill me, I want to feel you in me.." Some of what she was saying I just know she was doing for my benefit. Like when she'd stop the moaning and groaning for a minute and the slurping noises would stop and then I'd hear something like "FILL my mouth with that load, yes, blast that hot cum all over my face, cover me in that hot juice" and afterward she'd be back on the phone to me with "Oh honey, you should see how hard he came in my mouth and all over my face, I feel like I'm covered in dripping cum, if you were here I'd make you lick it off of me " (Something she has done in the past but then that's another story).

We spent a almost an hour like that, me listening on the phone with my cock in hand, (came once but had an immediate hard on again at the sounds of Becky entertaining a cock in her pussy and one in her mouth at the same time). After she had been thoroughly ravished, and had several orgasms, she finally got back on the phone to me. "Well honey, I'm ready to come home and let you have me now, of course I'm so stretched out by these big cocks that I'll hardly feel you inside me...but that's OK because I'll make you eat my cum filled pussy first until I cum one more time before I let you inside me". And sure enough, when she got home, she DID demand that I eat her..after a long slow tongue kiss which tasted unmistakably of someone else's cum..which manifested itself in other little ways like the traces still sticky in her hair, and drying on her face & neck. She DID have SUCH a deliciously nasty taste when I was down between her legs, her freshly fucked pussy still swollen open and ready, another man's cum leaking out while she urged me on to lick and suck her to climax. I was surprised how hard she came after the three orgasms she'd already had that night. She truly gets off on this. And even though she didn't cum when I finally got my hard dick inside her, I could tell she was loving it...feeling me swell larger than my usual size while she described everything she had done in the Limo, at the nightclub, in the elevator. What a hot little minx Becky is, I'm a lucky guy to have her coming home to me, after her exploits.

Now I have to decide whether to give my blessing to the major circle suck/gang bang she wants to experience on her birthday. 12 guy's she says, she wants an even dozen hard cocks vying for the attention of her mouth and pussy. Wants at least twenty loads of cum she says. Hmmmm, should I tell her to go for it? Maybe another story to tell, until then..

well post more if this well be allow :)

[kolpaz]

haha, hangover cure, great idea llcoolj

I had the hangover from hell and felt like shit, but it didn't matter, I still had to go to work. Served me right I suppose, just partied a bit too much but what the hell, its only life. I showered, shaved and put a suit on, feeling slightly better, but not much. At least it wouldn't be a hard day and I might even be able to sleep through some of it. I'm a buyer for a fashion house and I was off to the launch of a new lingerie product to see if there was anything for next season.

Most guys would think that was the best job in the world, but to be honest watching all those scrawny models prance about in their underwear got a bit boring after a while. They were so false and cold those chicks and my preference tended toward the more voluptuous type, you know, real women.


Never mind, the day would soon be over and I could catch up on a bit of lost sleep. I arrived at the plush hotel where the show was on and mingled with the beautiful people, as a good buyer should. Feeling slightly better by this time I knocked back a couple before the show figuring it sure couldn't hurt, and that in turn made me feel better again.


The seats were comfortable and the lights dropped as the music signalled the catwalk action was about to begin. I leaned back and sipped on my bourbon ready to start taking notes, when the first model appeared and nearly made my jaw drop. I was expecting the usual ribs and hipbones but this chick was incredible.


She was round and plump, with smooth satiny skin. Her tits were huge and were barely covered by the top of a tiny lace chemise, her enormous nipples showing clearly through the fabric. Her lace panties covered her large round butt cheeks, and pulled up tight into the crack of her pussy, outlining it clearly. Christ I nearly choked on my bourbon, but I couldn't tear my eyes off her, she was fuckin' something else, and I realised I had half a boner just watching her strut her stuff on the catwalk.


She was supremely confident in herself, you could feel it coming from her as she pouted and danced, exposing all her luscious curves, tossing her long blonde curls, a cheeky smile lighting up her lovely features. Suddenly she was gone, replaced by a bouncing ebony beauty in a white lace jumpsuit, with massive melons.


I felt like I'd died and gone to heaven. Each model was another ample wench displaying their bounteous charms for me, but I couldn't get my mind off the first model. She came back a couple of times in a different sexy outfit, each one making her look so tempting and each one making my now erect cock harder and harder.


The show finished and the après launch party started with the champagne flowing thick and fast. To my great delight the models appeared to mingle with the guests, still wearing the lingerie from the show. I was already having trouble walking, being surrounded by such tempting mounds of flesh, but when the hot blonde babe I first cast eyes on came up to me my balls tightened. At first we just made a bit of small talk, but her eyes kept dropping to my crotch, as the bulge now was painfully obvious.


Someone knocked into me from behind and pushed me against her, my cock against her warm thigh, my champagne spilling down her generous cleavage.


Her eyes locked on mine.


"I think we'd better clean this up", she said smiling and led me to a door at the back of the room.


She pulled me through the door into a small office and grinned at me wickedly.


"Lick that champagne off you clumsy boy."


I didn't hesitate and plunged my head between those creamy mounds…licking the top of them, pulling her lace top aside so I could see them clearly. They took my breath away and I reached out and pinched her large pink nipples, feeling them crinkle and harden under my fingers, her breathing sharpened and I knew I was turning her on.


She pulled away, surprising me, then she dropped to her knees in front of me, her eyes in direct line with my crotch. She breathed deeply sniffing my scent, and moaned against my balls, sending a vibration through my cock and sac. Fuck I was hard.


If she hadn't taken that moment to unzip me and take my throbbing erection out, it would have ripped through the material itself. Without hesitation she plunged her hot wet mouth over my raging hard on. She slid up and down the length of me, sucking hard then flicking her tongue around the helmet, driving me mad with horniness. I took her head in my hands and gently fucked her mouth while she sucked on me wildly like she was starving for the taste of hot cock, her hand cupping my swollen balls.


Her mouth encompassed me and I felt my knob banging on her tonsils, but she wanted more and more. I could feel the head sliding down into her throat and although she made gagging sounds she just kept on eating me down. My dick was so hard I knew I was going to explode in this beautiful womans mouth. My legs stiffened and I jabbed harder into her, unable to control my actions now.


She sucked her cheeks hard along the length of me and I could feel my sperm rising to be sucked out. I came in an explosion, my cock throbbing and pulsating against her tongue. She sucked harder, draining me, my jism pouring into her throat. She swallowed as much as she could, but there was cum all round her mouth as she kept tonguing and licking me. My orgasm seemed to last for ages and as I softened she never stopped licking and tasting.


"Oh Baby" I moaned, "that was incredible, you have such and fucking horny mouth!"


I was still jerking with my dying orgasm and I could see the smile on her face as she moved away from me.


"Well Hun," she grinned, you taste just about as good as they get.


"I wanted to taste you since I saw you watching me on the stage."


She licked my cock again and pulled her rumpled outfit back on, straightening her hair quickly.


"Thanks babe," she smiled. "I have to get back and socialise. Lets have a drink sometime."


She closed the door as she left and I knew I was definitely going to take her up on that drink, because my hangover was completely gone.

[kolpaz]

I work in an office as a purchasing agent. There is a large group of us that like to get together after work for drinks, or sometimes dinner. One Friday night, the whole group was going to go to a local club right after work.
I ended up being the last person in the office, and since I don't have a computer at home, I decided to use my computer at work to go online and order myself a new vibrator. I found a sex superstore online and began browsing through the vibrators. I began getting a little horny, I hadn't had sex in so long. I had broken up with my boyfriend about 6 months ago and hadn't started dating anyone new yet.

Knowing I was the only one in the office and everyone else was at the club, I decided to make myself come before I met up with the others. I slid my hand up under my bra and started to squeeze my nipples. Then I stepped out of my slacks and sat down and put my feet up on my desk and began to rub my clit. My pussy was already wet from looking at all those vibrators and sex toys, so I slid my fingers down into my wet pussy and pulled the wetness up and rubbed it around my clit. I had my eyes closed and was envisioning a gorgeous guy with a nice big cock rubbing the head of his cock around my clit and teasing me with it.

All of a sudden, I heard a man's voice say "can I help you with that?" Completely mortified, I jumped up from my desk and there stood Rob, a guy from my office that I've always thought was pretty cute. "Oh my God, I'm so embarrassed" I said. Rob said, "please don't be, you looked so hot playing with yourself, I've got such a hard on you can't believe it."

He came around my desk and started kissing me. I was shocked, but too horny to refuse. He slid his hand down to my pussy and slid a finger right into my hot, wet pussy. He then pulled my blouse and bra off and picked me up, laying me out on the desk. He started to eat my pussy with wild abandon. Within minutes, I was cumming in what seemed like the longest orgasm ever.

He had pulled his cock out of his pants while he was eating me. I could see it was nice and big. I don't think it could have gotten any harder, it was simply bulging to the max. I pulled his pants off, threw them aside, and immediately took that big cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head and then going all the way down the shaft, as far as I could get. He moaned with pleasure and ran his fingers through my hair as I worshipped his throbbing cock. After awhile he said "I can't wait any longer, I have to be inside you now!"

I got back on the desk and he pulled me to the edge and held my legs up as he entered me slowly. My pussy was spasming and grabbing hold of his cock. From the look on his face, I thought he might lose it before he even got all the way inside me. Then he began to slide slowly in and out, and making a circling motion that really stimulated my clit. I was squeezing my nipples and watching him pump me. Then I reached down and started stroking my own clit and he kept saying "yeah, I like to see that." Rubbing my clit and having his cock inside me made my pussy contract like crazy. Even though I wanted it to last longer, I couldn't hold off anymore, and I creamed all over his swollen cock.

My orgasm pushed him over the edge. He pulled his cock out and began stroking it, using my creamy cum as lube. Soon he was shooting a huge amount of his hot cum all over my stomach. Afterwards, he dipped his still hard cock back into me for a few little mini strokes.

"We should probably get dressed and get going" he said. "I sure am glad that I was the one picked to come over and see what was taking you so long" he said. "Yeah, me too" I said, and we got dressed and went to the club. Office romances were frowned upon, so we we had to sneak around. We ended up having several repeat performances in my office, whenever we got the chance.

[kolpaz]

Eddie Shapiro came out of the sales meeting with a grin on his face. Young, fast thinking, fast talking, he headed up a sales team in home security devices that was doing very well indeed. But some extra incentive for the team was always useful and he thought he knew just how to provide it.
The three other guys coming out of the room lingered for a moment at the reception desk, joking with Anne-Marie. The reason for her popularity had something to do with the fact she was a good looking girl; it had a lot more to do with her natural resources. Although tall and slender she was remarkably well endowed with huge boobs that quivered at every move she made: there was certainly no doubt about the quivers of male excitement they generated at every swing and bounce. Ever since she'd arrived as a temporary receptionist the gossip at the sales meetings had been all about Anne-Marie. Generally along two themes: how active a sex life she led and whether or not she had more silicon in her than an Intel storeroom.

Eddie waited until the other guys had finally gone before putting on his well practiced smile as he stopped at the reception desk himself.

"I hear you're leaving us today, Anne-Marie, and after being here only two weeks."

She gave him a cheerful smile in return from a generous mouth in a well tanned face. She wore her hair in a long pony tail style that made her appearance a lot younger than her real age, which was perhaps a tad over thirty. To Eddie she always looked as if she'd come off the set of an old Beach Boy's movie, and the thought of peeling her out of a one-piece swimming costume was one of the constant themes in his most intense fantasies about her.

"That's right. I'm sorry to be going but I'm leaving the city altogether."

"Yeah, I heard that as well". The story around the office was that she was from some Mid-Western hicksville joint and going back home with a kid from a recent divorce. He didn't know or care about that, it was only what happened this afternoon that mattered.

"I guess the boss would have liked to say goodbye but he had to go to that big meeting today."

"Sure, I understand."

He could hardly drag his eyes up from the crisp white shirt she was wearing where the lacy top of her bra cups were visible through the thin material. They strained against her row of shirt buttons like virgin Alpine peaks ready to break out in a uncontrollable avalanche as soon as things warmed up enough.

Eddie restrained an urge to groan and instead reached into his shirt pocket. He moved to the right and carefully spread a row of dollar bills on top of the marble counter. Exactly as he'd expected, her eyes watched him with surprise as he laid the money down. Everything he'd planned depended on keeping her looking towards him.

"Listen, Anne-Marie, since this is your last day and all, and things are pretty quiet around here just now, I was wondering if you'd like to do me a favor. A big favor. . ." He grinned, "A couple of real big favors, to tell the truth."

Anne-Marie well knew the effect she had on men, even ones like Eddie that were years younger than her. In fact, especially on men younger than herself. Ever since she'd been at the office she'd been expecting an offer like this. It was a disappointing one though - she'd credited Eddie with more class than just laying down a few dollars in front of her.

"No, no, don't get the wrong idea here, Anne-Marie. What I'm talking about is helping me to motivate the guys in the team. I need something really special to get them to work their butts off next week. OK, I know you won't be here but you could leave something behind that would surely do the job."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's a simple deal and if you'll agree you can take this cash with you as a separation bonus. What I'd like you to do is to go into the meeting room and lock the door behind you. Down at the other end of the room is a video camera on a stand that's hooked up to a TV monitor. Go in there and put the video recorder under the monitor in record mode."

Anne-Marie was as puzzled as before: "And then what?"

"OK, I'll tell you the truth. There's been a lot of arguments among the guys about whether or not you've got some padding tucked away in your bra cups to make your figure look so sensational. Now, myself, I just can't believe that anything that moves that well can be anything but the real thing. But two other guys on the sales team say I've got to be wrong. Phil Trately is with me though - remember when you squeezed past him in the corridor the other day? He swears he could feel that you're a genuine Dolly Parton. So what I'm saying is that if I could offer the guy with the best sales figures next week a tape of you settling the argument for certain it would be a real incentive."

The receptionist tried to frown, then found she was smiling. This wasn't the most unusual request she'd ever had, but it was close to it, and very flattering. Were all these young studs really so fascinated by her figure?

"And how am I supposed to do that?" She was still smiling, though shaking her head against the implied suggestion.

"That's easy to work out, isn't it? Just strip off your shirt and bra for one minute and show the camera what's really there. That's all I'm asking you to do."

She tried to look shocked: "Are you serious?"

"Of course I am. I can't get the guys to talk about their sales problems now. All they want to do is to keep asking each other if they've seen the way you bounce around at every step. It's like a bunch of Alaskan trappers sitting around swapping yarns about Big Foot. Well, I'm not interested in legends, I want to see the real proof on a video tape so there's nothing more to argue about. And when the guys know what I've got on the tape they'll be killing each other to watch the action. So how about it?"

"You want me to go in there and take my clothes off in front of the camera? Is that what you're asking me to do?" She looked at him with wide open eyes, then down at her front as if just noticing all the weight she was carrying around.

She wasn't refusing, she was just asking for some more sales work from him before finally agreeing. Every instinct was telling him he had a deal if he just kept working at it.

"Only the top half of your clothes, Anne-Marie. Just so we can scan our eyes over the broad acres and marvel at nature's bounty. Honestly, we'll all watch it in a quiet and respectful way, I promise you. I certainly will."

She shook her head in amused reproof: "I just bet you will. And when will that be?"

"You can keep the tape until you finish work. But I can guarantee that two minutes afterwards I'll be in that meeting room watching it. After all I deserve a little sneak preview before I pay you, don't I?"

The woman felt now that she could see what was developing. All this talk about the tape was just a ploy to break the ice, to make her more agreeable to something else after work. Well, Anne-Marie had had a few thoughts about Eddie Shapiro herself. He was tall and well built, a sharp dresser and a smart guy obviously making a lot of money. And she wasn't all that excited about going back to her parent's home anyway, especially dragging Junior along with her.

OK, so it was true that Eddie was younger than her, but maybe that could be worked around. If he was trying to say she might play an important role in his life, she ought to consider it. But she mustn't make herself look to cheap or eager. On the other hand, give him a real good show and he'd be screaming for a date. Turn him down flat and nothing would happen, and nothing was something she'd already got plenty of right now.

"If I were to do it, the door would stay locked the whole time."

"No problem at all, no problem at all. You can lock it yourself and know it's secure."

"How do I know that TV in there isn't connected up to another one around here? I might be giving a show to everybody in the building."

"Why would I do anything for the rest of the building? And you know there's only one TV set in these offices. Check the cable, you'll see there's only the one that connects the camera to the recorder and the monitor - everything's above board, Anne-Marie, I swear it."

"Eddie, I don't know about this. . ."

"We're the only ones here right now, the door will be locked and you'll be picking up some useful cash. What's more you'll be helping me out in a big way. Look, here's another forty bucks. Stand up right now and walk into that sales room and I'll give you this forty as a down payment. Come on, Anne-Marie, for me, please?"

She giggled, holding her hands up in front of her face as if too embarrassed to let him see it. He rolled up the forty dollars, leaned forward and carefully slipped it into the top of her shirt: "Please . . ."

She made it seem she was giving in to his pleadings, not to the money: "OK, alright, just for you, just this once. But only as a favor to you."

Eddie couldn't believe it, couldn't believe he'd sold her so easily. He fought to hide his triumph. "Great, great. Now go in there and slay them, kid. Break a leg!"

Smiling ruefully, Anne-Marie came out from behind the reception desk. Matching her shirt was a black short skirt slit at the back halfway up her shapely thighs. Eddie led the way to the meeting room and held the door open for her.

"I appreciate this, Anne-Marie, I really do."

She stopped at the doorway: "But who's going to answer the phone and deal with any visitors?"

"I will, of course. In you go. Oh, and there's a tube of body cream on the table as well." He lifted up his hands and made circular motions with them in front of his chest. "I thought maybe you'd like to rub some of it around a little, just to have something to do. And to make the show a little more interesting."

Anne-Marie couldn't help being amused at his nerve: "I'll have to think about that." With a last faint smile still on her lips she finally stepped inside the meeting room and shut the door.

Listening carefully, Eddie heard the lock on the other side click shut. Taking a deep breath he wiped his damp palms and headed back to the reception desk, opened the main door and called down the corridor: "Guys!"

Rosco Mordian and Phil Trately shot out around the corner. "What's happening?" Phil asked eagerly.

"I've got her inside, but I've no idea if Joey managed to sneak into the meeting room while I was talking to her. I didn't dare look in that direction."

"We saw him go into the fire escape staircase ten minutes ago so he should have had plenty of time to walk up and slip inside." Rosco said. Like Phil and Eddie, he was a big guy, which was why he wasn't with Joey hiding under the table in the meeting room. At least they all hoped that was where Joey Cruven was.

"OK, if he is in there he should be able to let us in. Lock the outer door and take Anne-Marie's phone off the hook. We wouldn't want to be disturbed once we've got her on her back."

The other two grunted in approval and quickly obeyed Eddie. As frustrated as a pack of starving wolves they prowled around the entrance to the meeting room, each one praying for good luck.

"Even if we catch her with her gear off, will we be able to get a feel of her tits?" Phil asked.

"Never mind feeling them," Rosco answered curtly. "I want to fuck the bitch until she gets whiplash of the udders." He made motions of scratching at the closed door with outstretched fingers like a frustrated cat: "Come on, Joey, you useless prick, come on."

"He'll have to wait," Eddie reminded them. "When she's stripped off he'll let us in. Then leave the talking to me."

Hardly had he closed his mouth than there was a sudden feminine squeal of surprise and outrage from inside the room. The door swung open and the salesmen burst into the room like a police drug squad, with Eddie slamming the door shut behind them and re-locking it. Only then did he turn around and examine the scene.

The big polished conference table in the middle had two guys on one side of it, Phil and Roscoe. Joey was on the other side, grinning at everybody in his triumph of sneaking out from under the table and opening the door. Marie-Anne had been facing the camera, about four or five steps back, with a chair in front of her. Hanging on the back of the chair was a bra that seemed a lot smaller without her inside it. The receptionist had snatched up her shirt and was holding it between herself and the camera as she squinted back over her left shoulder at the intruders.

Seeing her bared back with the bra line still patterned on the exposed skin made Eddie's pulse run even more quickly. He instantly moved forward, pushing past the other guys and grinning at the woman. It was absolutely vital that he should break her resistance before she rallied from the shock of the unexpected situation.

"Sorry about this, Anne-Marie, but I suddenly decided that it was this week that all the guys really needed motivating."

"You bastards!" she snapped, obviously as mad as hell.

"I was watching her from under the table," Joey gabbled. "I mean, I was watching the TV. She's huge, you guys, and she was greasing her nipples up and grinning at the camera like a total slut. Man, you gotta see what she has on offer."

"Oh, we will," Eddie said happily. "Believe me, honey, whatever you were doing for yourself, we can do it better."

The sales guys were all grinning, getting closer every second as Anne-Marie stared them, humiliated and furious, with her mind spinning around in circles. What could she do? There was only one door and no way of reaching it, so she was trapped between a twelve story window and four horny young men with nothing to fend them off but an unbuttoned shirt. Swell!

"Come on, guys, you could get into trouble for this," she pleaded. "Real trouble."

"What for?" Eddie asked with a cheerful smile. "You came in here and took your shirt and bra off after I asked you to let the sales team feel your tits. That's my story anyway - hell, I've even got a video tape of you stripping off without anybody laying a finger on you. Never mind what you were doing to yourself afterwards when you getting ready for us. Still, that's not going to be as interesting as the rest of the tape is going to be. They'll love it in Thirty Three, Warren Street, Redmont, Kansas."

Anne-Marie blanched as she realized that Eddie somehow knew her parent's address. In fear she moved her eyes back to the monitor screen. Behind her on the screen were the guy's hungry faces with Eddie closest, standing almost directly behind her. His hands came onto the screen, gripping her upper arms.

"Listen, honey, one quick feel for each of us, that's all we want. That's not going to hurt you any, is it?" The hands slipped lower, down to her elbows, under the edges of her shirt. She hunched up and pushed backwards, trying to fend him off.

Eddie responded by dipping into his pocket and bringing out a small and brightly colored aerosol can: "Anne-Marie, if you don't behave I'm going to spray this up underneath that shirt. It's anti-intruder dye and once I do that it means you'll have a pair of purple boobs for the next two months. It'd be kind of embarrassing to have to explain that away to the old boyfriends back home, wouldn't it?"

His other hand was back where it had been before. Now it was sliding past her elbow.

"Anne-Marie, I'm trying to talk to you but I'm not hearing much back. Do you want me to put this can away or not?"

He was stroking the bottom of her left breast, sliding his fingers around onto the slippery area where she'd already spread the cream. She said: "Oh God. Put it away, please, Eddie. You lying, loathsome asshole."

He did put the can away, but then gripped her ponytail and pulled it hard. "I don't like being talked to in that way. Say you're sorry, Anne-Marie."

He tugged the ponytail again, even harder this time, hard enough to make her teeth rattle: "Say 'sorry', Anne-Marie, or it's the spray and then that tape going to your folks' home. So what do you say now, honey?"

She knew a lot of things she wanted to say but dared not to: "I'm sorry, Eddie. I'm sorry."

"That's a good girl." His other hand was also under her shirt now, both of them advancing onto what had become uncontested territory. She could see them on the monitor screen, like two alien life forms moving around underneath the folds of the shirt she was still futilely holding up. The screen also showed the other guy's jealous expressions as Eddie kept on stroking her breasts until his fingers were lightly brushing the tips of her nipples. She was red faced with embarrassment at the knowledge that she was being used like a hooker in front of all the guys. Eddie chuckled as if he was reading her mind, before he spoke softly into her ear.

"Anne-Marie, you can hold onto that shirt if you like, but you're still going to finish up on top of that table butt naked while I screw you in front of the guys."

[kolpaz]

I recently took a job as a consultant for a large firm. A lot of traveling would be involved. This was a bit of a downside, but, in a way, it also intrigued me, as I had always had a fantasy about going to a strange town and having a one night stand with a complete stranger. I'm married, but have had marital problems on and off for a few years. My wife had a brief affair with her highschool sweetheart a few years into our marriage and, though she broke it off, I have always felt betrayed and even sometimes felt the need to get even with her.
As expected, I was sent out of town to one of our affiliate firms. When I got there, I was greeted by their secretary, who was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She had dark brown, shiny, long hair which was pulled up into a tousled looking bun. She had a fabulous body, lean and curvy with nice tits and an firm ass to die for. We exchanged pleasantries and spoke a few times throughout the day. I had the feeling she was eyeballing me just the same as I was her.

Nobody in this firm knew that I was married, so I asked the VP that I was working with if the secretary was married. He said "no, in fact she broke up with her boyfriend a few weeks ago." That was exactly what I wanted to hear! The next time I saw her, I asked her if she would like to have dinner that night and she said she did. I didn't know my way around town very well, so she said we should eat at the restaurant at the hotel where I was staying, which sounded good to me. She said she would meet me at the hotel at 7:00.

I was so nervous, I had been married for so long that I had forgotten what it was like to be getting ready for a date. Just as I was ready to go down to the lobby at 6:45, there was a knock on my door. I opened up the door and there she stood. Before I even had a chance to say anything, she said "lets not bother with dinner, we both know that all we really want to do is fuck." I stood there with my mouth hanging open as she walked right in and proceeded to take her coat off. You guessed it, there was nothing on underneath her coat. Like an idiot I stood there, not knowing what to say. She said "I saw the way you were looking at me all day, I know you want to fuck me, and thats fine because I need a good fucking."

She walked over to me and said "I want you to suck my nipples." So I began sucking them and, at the same time, wondered how in the world I could get so lucky. She had fabulous tits, nice and firm with little perky nipples that were hard as I continued sucking and licking them. She pulled me up to kiss her and while she was kissing me she reached down and grabbed ahold of my prick through my pants. As you can imagine, it was plenty hard. She immediately unzipped my pants, pushing my boxers and pants down to the ground in one quick motion. The next thing I knew, her warm mouth was all over my cock, licking and sucking it with passion. "You have a great looking cock, do you fuck alot?" she asked. I stammered something like "not really" and she said "you're married aren't you?" Before I even answered, she said "I knew it, that's ok, I don't want any commitments anyway, just a nice fuck." I didn't think a woman like this existed, and here she was sucking my cock!

I could tell she was experienced at sucking cocks because she worked mine over like she was a polishing a rare antique. I came so close to cumming about ten times but held off, because I didn't want to seem like an amateur. She stood up and said "now it's my turn." She walked over to the bed and laid down, spread her legs and said "c'mon." I practically lept onto the bed and buried my face into that sweet pussy. It was shaved completely clean, not a hair in sight, and it tasted so sweet I could have eaten her all night. She quivered and moaned while I probed her with my tongue and sucked on her swollen clit. I don't even know how much time when by, but she said "I'm ready to be fucked now." She didn't have to tell me twice, I said "how would you like it?" She didn't say anything, she just led me over to a chair, pushed me down, and, facing away from me, lowered herself down onto my throbbing cock. I had never had sex in this position and it was great because I could see her beautiful ass as she slid up and down my pipe.

Then, she abruptly got up and went over to the bed, stood beside it, leaned forward, and spread her legs. I didn't need to be told what to do. I slid right up behind her and guided my hard cock between her legs into her hot, wet pussy. I held onto her hips as I fucked her gently, then harder. She moaned continuously and said "harder, harder," I thought I would hurt her, but she kept asking for it harder, so I began to really pound her and this made her moan even louder. Her pussy was gripping my cock so tight that I knew she was getting ready to cum, and then she did cum, practically screaming and shaking as she did.

I was ready to cum too, and just as I was about to, she said "cum in my mouth." Oh my God, this just kept getting better and better! My wife would die before she would let me cum in her mouth, this was a real treat for me. I pulled my cock out and she knelt down in front of me and stroked me as I shot cum out in long streams, all of which she gobbled up as if it were chocolate.

We fucked again, this time slower and missionary position, very tenderly. Then we fell asleep in each others' arms. When I woke up, she was gone, and I had to catch a plane. I've never been unfaithful again, I figure the score is even now. I don't think I could ever top my hotel experience with the brown haired beauty, anyway.

[kolpaz]

The hotel was the most extravagant yet for the company’s annual party. I knew a few wives and did my best to mingle while Simon played the appropriate politics with business associates.
I made my round and ran out of familiar faces. I looked for Simon and saw him involved in conversation.
As I made my way to the bar, the bartender caught my eye and smiled. He was young and very attractive. I smiled back to let him know how flattered I was by his silent compliment.
I ordered my drink and he turned to pour. I found myself sizing him up and my eyes came to rest on his hard ass that filled his uniform so well. When I looked up, I realized he was watching in the mirror. This time he gave me a more seductive smile. Embarrassed, I feigned a cough and looked away.
“What’s your poison?”
The voice startled me and I made a quick turn. A pretty brunette with expressive eyes was standing next to me. Her short layered hair was unintentionally tousled and revealed a distinct earthiness. She didn’t smile, but there was something very informal in her manner. I knew instantly that we could be friends.
“Cognac,” I answered, meeting her eyes.
“Two,” she told the bartender, her glance falling below his waist. Then to me, she said, “Meg, my name is Meg.”
“Hello, Meg,” I said. “Bella.”
“Great party, isn’t it?”
The questioning look I threw her suddenly made us both chuckle.
“Do you have a room for the night?” she asked.
Before I answered, the bartender set our drinks down. He looked from me to Meg, then smiled mischievously.
Sexuality exuded from Meg and there was no mistaking her want. Slowly, his glance moved to her full breasts, pushed up in the strapless gown. His boldness didn’t seem to bother her as she sipped her Cognac. He made a small sound of approval and returned to me. This time, there was no smile, only a candid expression of lust.
When a guest broke the trance, I became aware of my wetness and shifted for comfort.
“Yeah, me too,” Meg informed me in a soft voice.
Thrown, I cleared my throat. There was a brief pause before she spoke again.
“Let’s fuck.”
Her openness encouraged mine. I met her eyes again and we established an understanding.
I turned and searched the room. Simon was still involved in conversation, but he was looking at me. We made eye contact, then his glance moved to Meg.
“Is that your husband? Not bad,” she commented without waiting for my reply.
“Let’s go,” I suddenly decided.
She gave me a hungry look and quickly downed the cognac.
As we started, we both paused instinctively and turned for one more look. The bartender gave us a squint of pleasure mixed with an expression of regret. Meg and I sighed simultaneously, then left.


Meg led the way and I watched her well-rounded ass quiver underneath the jersey fabric. It made me wetter. We rode the elevator in silence. She stared at my leg through the long slit of my gown while I shared the bartender’s appetite for her heaving breasts.
I let Meg enter the room first. Just as I closed the door, we reached for each other without formality. Consumed with lust, there was no feminine gentility when our mouths parted and our tongues began a passionate attempt to acquaint.
As we kissed, we pulled and tugged at our clothes anxiously. Meg snapped open my bra and we separated as we both pulled at the straps. My eyes fell on her voluptuous body. She wore a black corset with stockings and high heels. Her erect nipples mesmerized me. They had popped out of the half cups and looked deliciously ready for sucking.
Meg pushed me down on the bed and lay beside me. “Beautiful,” she murmured, caressing my body while her glance slowly traveled down the length of my long legs. Then turning abruptly, she fixed her eyes on mine and shoved a finger deep into my cunt.
“Aaahhh,” I sighed and raised my hips high.
“That feel good?” she asked and covered my mouth with hers.
I moaned quietly while my body pushed and churned on Meg’s comforting hand. Releasing me from the kiss, she attacked my nipple almost painfully. I clenched her hair--it was a satisfying pain and I encouraged her.
“You have such soft skin,” she complimented me as she switched from one tit to the other.
I squeezed the one she was working on and she nibbled harder. “You like sucking tit?” I asked.
She gave me an affirmative moan.
“Me too.” Impatiently, I reached for hers.
“You’ll get your turn,” she teased and slid lower. “I want to see your pussy.”
The sound of the door opening slowed us for only a second.
“What took you so long?” I asked when Simon entered.
“You know business, hon,” he answered, removing his jacket.
Meg turned her head, but kept her finger buried in me. “Hi,” she said to Simon.
As I made the introductions, Simon removed his shoes and lay by my side.
“DidI miss much?” he asked with a kiss.
“There is a lot more to cum,” I replied, pun intended.
He chuckled, then said, “Hi Meg.”
Meg smiled and leaned over. Simon kissed her while her finger stayed inside me.
“What did I interrupt?” he asked after the kiss.
“Bella was about to show me her pussy.”
“Then let me help,” he said and spread me with his thumb and forefinger.
They both stared at my erect clit while it waited for attention. Then he broke the silence. “Emmm, that’s pure honey there.”
Meg gave him a quick glance, then suddenly latched onto my clit with her lips.
I responded instantly— writhing and moaning. Watching, Simon removed his bow tie. I took Meg’s head in both hands and pushed my cunt to her face. She removed her finger, but before I could miss it, her tongue took its place. I was ecstatic and I wiggled my hips to get more of her. She moved between my legs and spread me wider.
“Ohhh,” I cried deliriously.
Meg slid her tongue out and inserted two fingers. And when she took my clit again, I began my climb.
Simon pinched my nipple and I arched my back. “Cum,” he ordered, his eyes demanding the pleasure of watching my ecstasy.
My heart raced with love for him. Surrendering to my needs, and his wishes, I managed to breathe out his name. “Simon. . . .”
While I flowed with soft screams, I fought to keep my eyes open. Meg pushed deeper and continued to suck. Proudly, Simon watched as my body bucked and churned in my attempt to cram her into my cunt.
It was his pleasure that brought me the greater contentment.


“You’re right, it is honey,” Meg agreed when Simon returned, having removed his cloths.
We unwound from our embrace and let him lay between us.
Simon took turns kissing and caressing while our bodies rubbed against his. When he pushed our heads together, Meg and I involved in a passionate kiss. He scooted lower and we pressed our tits against his face. He moaned appreciatively as he groped and sucked, making our nipples tender and more erogenous.
When he reached for his cock, Meg and I separated.
“Meg,” he said, “come sit on my face.”
Meg’s eyes sparkled as she faced me and straddled Simon on her knees.
“Show it to me,” he requested.
Reaching back with both hands, she held herself spread.
“Oh yeah, that’s going to taste good,” he murmured. “All right, baby, feed me.”
She lowered herself on his mouth and released a lengthy sigh.
I took Simon’s powerful cock in my hand. I gave it a little kiss, then swallowed it. I cupped his balls and sucked hard, the way he liked.
Meg interrupted me with a touch. I looked up and knew what she wanted. She leaned forward and I put him in her mouth. She shifted her hips from side to side. I smiled, certain she had opened herself wider for Simon.
I moved between his legs and he bent his knees. While Meg continued to ravish his cock, I licked and sucked his balls. Together, we created a lovely chorus of moans.
I forced Simon’s legs further apart and reached lower. I knew how it excited him when I tongued his asshole.
Meg’s breathing grew heavier with her approaching climax. I returned to Simon’s side and in her ear, I whispered, “Soak him good.”
Grunting, she tried harder.
As I squeezed one hand under her tummy, I wet my finger, then reached behind her and began to insert it into her ass. The penetration was enough and her ride began. I pushed in all the way. Simon pressed her hips down from both sides and she crushed him hard.
“Yes, baby,” I encouraged over her muffled screams. “Thaaat’s it, rub your pussy on his tongue. Yeah, that feels sooo good, doesn’t it?”
Meg began to slow but still held him in her mouth. Gently, I removed my finger from her ass. As I stroked her hair, I could sense the satisfaction she had derived.
“He eats good, huh?”
Her response was a small whimper. O’ how well I knew that profound need that always plagues me afterwards. Yes, sweet Meg, suck on his cock, content your craving.


Meg eventually sat up. I straddled Simon and slowly lowered myself upon him. She looked at me with bedroom eyes. I kissed her, then let her recover while I sucked on her tits and rocked on his cock.
When Meg slid off, I came down in Simon’s arms. Her scent was strong and I licked his lips for her taste. We kissed long and hard.
He rolled me onto my side, as he knows my needs so well. He entered me from behind and reached over to play with my clit. Meg moved closer and tongued my nipples. While Simon pumped slowly, they teased me.
As I became more responsive, my back arched and allowed him to penetrate me deeper. My reward was a more solid thrusting.
With my orgasm approaching quickly, Simon pushed his cock in hard and stuck his thumb in my mouth. And then. . . .
I exploded with a tremble--my nerves alive. Simon pinched my clit, rubbing his fingers against each other. Meg gently bit my nipple. I screamed loud, but it stuck in my throat as I sucked his thumb like a cock.
I savored the precious ecstasy for as long as I could freeze time, but the tapering was inevitable. With the tension slowly draining out of me, Simon and Meg held me tenderly--lulling me back to reality.


When I returned from the bathroom, Meg was on her back with Simon on top. I climbed between his legs and watched his balls slam against her as he thrust. I so enjoy him taking pleasure.
When I began to rub his ass, he slowed and moaned. I replaced my hands with my tongue and licked his masculine cheeks, slowly working my way down to his balls. They tasted and smelled of Meg and me. Emmm.
“You’ve got a great ass, Meg.” I heard Simon say. “You gonna let me fuck it?”
With her moan of consent, I reached for the jar I had brought back with me. As I circled her asshole with my greasy finger, I licked his balls. They kissed while I lubricated her.
Meg turned over, laid her head down, and raised her ass high.
“That’s good, Meg, that’s just how I like it,” Simon said, moving behind her slowly.
He rubbed her fleshy cheeks, then spread them and looked at her greased entrance. Meg arched deeper and waited.
Simon turned and kissed me. “Looks nice, babe, thanks.” His eyes were filled with lust.
Anticipating their fucking, my cunt grew moist.
Their moans rose as he began to penetrate her tight hole. I knelt behind him and pressed my body to his. Leaning to the side, I watched until he buried his cock deep into her ass. Then I reached for the lubricant again.
For Simon, I used two fingers and inserted deep. He began a gentle movement, then slid his hand around Meg’s hip. She moaned ecstatically when he cupped her cunt. As he picked up pace, I wrapped my arm around his waist and held on tight.
He thrust harder; she whimpered like a puppy.
Meg reached orgasm and bucked violently on Simon’s cock. From the intensity, I knew her need to be fucked would soon grow desperate. I pinched his nipple and braced myself for the ride.
“Take her, my love,” I whispered as he pumped her ass for satisfaction, “fuck.” And he did.


The knock woke me. I glanced at the clock and it was past two AM. “Who is that?”
“I ordered room service before I came up,” Simon answered, getting out of bed. “I thought you two might enjoy a late night snack.”
Meg and I looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders. Then we heard, “Come on in,” and we scurried for the covers.
In stepped our favorite bartender, with a bottle in his hand and a smile that told it all. “Cognac, ladies?”
Meg and I exchanged a delighted glance, then held out our arms. “Yes, please.”

[kolpaz]

Eddie got a raging hard-on just looking at her. At 5'7", she weighed about 130 pounds, and was lucious and firm from head to toe. Her cleavage strained against the pink sun dress she was wearing and her long, blonde hair tickled her shoulders & back. She had a gorgeous smile and knock-you-dead blue eyes. He knew she was wearing thigh-high stocking with garters under that dress, because that's what she always wore to meet him.
She was making her way towards him through the crowded pier and he just smiled and leaned against the wooden rails along the edge that separates people from the water at the edge. When she finally reached him, she grinned hello and his arms engulfed her. The smell of the ocean, the sounds of the water and the people all around them, heightened both of their senses as they offered each other a long, slow, tongue-kiss hello. She pressed her hips against his, and felt his hard cock straining to get at her. Her nipples hardened and she felt immediately wet.

"Come here," he said.

"Where?"

"You'll see," he said, as he took her hand. He pushed his way through the crowd, holding her hand and hurrying as much as he could. He got to a little maintenance building near the end of the pier that was almost back on land. It was clearly marked for employees only, but he had slipped the maintenance guy a hefty $50 for access. He had noticed earlier that there was a staircase down to the area below the pier that could only be accessed through this building.

"We can go in here?" she asked.

"Just come on." He smiled and opened the door, pulling her inside. He pulled up a door in the floor, which revealed a wooden ladder. He climbed down 5 rungs to a platform and turned back to help her down. As she slowly stepped down, he could see the patch of pink panties covering her crotch, and smiled to himself.

"Oh my God, look at this place," she said, as she looked around. It really was incredible. It was a platform that ran the length of the left side of the pier but was only about 4 feet wide. There was another on the right side of the pier. Above them, they could hear people walking, talking and bustling. Below them they could see the waves crashing against the piles and the sand.

"I guess this is for inspecting and working on the pier," he said, trying to sound knowledgable. He backed her up against a large wooden post about 6 feet in diameter and started running his hand up her leg.

"Yeah, that's what it looks like." Her breath was quick and shallow, as she felt him press against her. His hand ran up her thigh and moved the fabric of her panties to the side. She looked down and saw the surf crashing and receding; it was a little frightening but so exciting.

He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. They draped around her left ankle after she stepped her right leg out of them. He dropped to his knees and began eating her pussy with all he had. Licking her beautiful lips and tonguing her clit mercilessly. In a moment of elevated desire, she raised her left leg over his shoulder to press his head closer to her pussy, and her panties flew off her ankle and into the water. She watched it become a part of the ebb & flow, moving in and out - in and out. It was more than she could take.

"Fuck me NOW!" she almost screamed!

He stood up and pulled at his belt buckle, letting his pants and jockeys fall around his ankles. He pressed her against the pile, lips locked on hers and drove his cock into her hot, tight, soaking wet pussy.

He gripped her hard, putting his hand between them and feeling her gorgeous, firm, round, soft, fleshy C-Cup tits; balling, squeezing and pinching them. She was moaning loud as he was grinding into her hard and fast. Looking up she could see the people walking above them through the cracks of the pier.

She closed her eyes and sucked his tongue like a cock while he pounded her. Finally, she felt his cock grow huge inside her as the head expanded, and he shot into her. He came & came, feeling his cock empty into her, as she screamed into his mouth. Her orgasm had immediately followed his.

Both of them weak from their ordeal, they sat on the narrow platform until they had regained their composure and their ability to climb back up the ladder to the pier. They both saw her panties wash up near the shore, then get pulled farther back out into the ocean and looked at each other and laughed.
Eddie got a raging hard-on just looking at her. At 5'7", she weighed about 130 pounds, and was lucious and firm from head to toe. Her cleavage strained against the pink sun dress she was wearing and her long, blonde hair tickled her shoulders & back. She had a gorgeous smile and knock-you-dead blue eyes. He knew she was wearing thigh-high stocking with garters under that dress, because that's what she always wore to meet him.
She was making her way towards him through the crowded pier and he just smiled and leaned against the wooden rails along the edge that separates people from the water at the edge. When she finally reached him, she grinned hello and his arms engulfed her. The smell of the ocean, the sounds of the water and the people all around them, heightened both of their senses as they offered each other a long, slow, tongue-kiss hello. She pressed her hips against his, and felt his hard cock straining to get at her. Her nipples hardened and she felt immediately wet.

"Come here," he said.

"Where?"

"You'll see," he said, as he took her hand. He pushed his way through the crowd, holding her hand and hurrying as much as he could. He got to a little maintenance building near the end of the pier that was almost back on land. It was clearly marked for employees only, but he had slipped the maintenance guy a hefty $50 for access. He had noticed earlier that there was a staircase down to the area below the pier that could only be accessed through this building.

"We can go in here?" she asked.

"Just come on." He smiled and opened the door, pulling her inside. He pulled up a door in the floor, which revealed a wooden ladder. He climbed down 5 rungs to a platform and turned back to help her down. As she slowly stepped down, he could see the patch of pink panties covering her crotch, and smiled to himself.

"Oh my God, look at this place," she said, as she looked around. It really was incredible. It was a platform that ran the length of the left side of the pier but was only about 4 feet wide. There was another on the right side of the pier. Above them, they could hear people walking, talking and bustling. Below them they could see the waves crashing against the piles and the sand.

"I guess this is for inspecting and working on the pier," he said, trying to sound knowledgable. He backed her up against a large wooden post about 6 feet in diameter and started running his hand up her leg.

"Yeah, that's what it looks like." Her breath was quick and shallow, as she felt him press against her. His hand ran up her thigh and moved the fabric of her panties to the side. She looked down and saw the surf crashing and receding; it was a little frightening but so exciting.

He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. They draped around her left ankle after she stepped her right leg out of them. He dropped to his knees and began eating her pussy with all he had. Licking her beautiful lips and tonguing her clit mercilessly. In a moment of elevated desire, she raised her left leg over his shoulder to press his head closer to her pussy, and her panties flew off her ankle and into the water. She watched it become a part of the ebb & flow, moving in and out - in and out. It was more than she could take.

"Fuck me NOW!" she almost screamed!

He stood up and pulled at his belt buckle, letting his pants and jockeys fall around his ankles. He pressed her against the pile, lips locked on hers and drove his cock into her hot, tight, soaking wet pussy.

He gripped her hard, putting his hand between them and feeling her gorgeous, firm, round, soft, fleshy C-Cup tits; balling, squeezing and pinching them. She was moaning loud as he was grinding into her hard and fast. Looking up she could see the people walking above them through the cracks of the pier.

She closed her eyes and sucked his tongue like a cock while he pounded her. Finally, she felt his cock grow huge inside her as the head expanded, and he shot into her. He came & came, feeling his cock empty into her, as she screamed into his mouth. Her orgasm had immediately followed his.

Both of them weak from their ordeal, they sat on the narrow platform until they had regained their composure and their ability to climb back up the ladder to the pier. They both saw her panties wash up near the shore, then get pulled farther back out into the ocean and looked at each other and laughed.

Eddie got a raging hard-on just looking at her. At 5'7", she weighed about 130 pounds, and was lucious and firm from head to toe. Her cleavage strained against the pink sun dress she was wearing and her long, blonde hair tickled her shoulders & back. She had a gorgeous smile and knock-you-dead blue eyes. He knew she was wearing thigh-high stocking with garters under that dress, because that's what she always wore to meet him.
She was making her way towards him through the crowded pier and he just smiled and leaned against the wooden rails along the edge that separates people from the water at the edge. When she finally reached him, she grinned hello and his arms engulfed her. The smell of the ocean, the sounds of the water and the people all around them, heightened both of their senses as they offered each other a long, slow, tongue-kiss hello. She pressed her hips against his, and felt his hard cock straining to get at her. Her nipples hardened and she felt immediately wet.

"Come here," he said.

"Where?"

"You'll see," he said, as he took her hand. He pushed his way through the crowd, holding her hand and hurrying as much as he could. He got to a little maintenance building near the end of the pier that was almost back on land. It was clearly marked for employees only, but he had slipped the maintenance guy a hefty $50 for access. He had noticed earlier that there was a staircase down to the area below the pier that could only be accessed through this building.

"We can go in here?" she asked.

"Just come on." He smiled and opened the door, pulling her inside. He pulled up a door in the floor, which revealed a wooden ladder. He climbed down 5 rungs to a platform and turned back to help her down. As she slowly stepped down, he could see the patch of pink panties covering her crotch, and smiled to himself.

"Oh my God, look at this place," she said, as she looked around. It really was incredible. It was a platform that ran the length of the left side of the pier but was only about 4 feet wide. There was another on the right side of the pier. Above them, they could hear people walking, talking and bustling. Below them they could see the waves crashing against the piles and the sand.

"I guess this is for inspecting and working on the pier," he said, trying to sound knowledgable. He backed her up against a large wooden post about 6 feet in diameter and started running his hand up her leg.

"Yeah, that's what it looks like." Her breath was quick and shallow, as she felt him press against her. His hand ran up her thigh and moved the fabric of her panties to the side. She looked down and saw the surf crashing and receding; it was a little frightening but so exciting.

He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. They draped around her left ankle after she stepped her right leg out of them. He dropped to his knees and began eating her pussy with all he had. Licking her beautiful lips and tonguing her clit mercilessly. In a moment of elevated desire, she raised her left leg over his shoulder to press his head closer to her pussy, and her panties flew off her ankle and into the water. She watched it become a part of the ebb & flow, moving in and out - in and out. It was more than she could take.

"Fuck me NOW!" she almost screamed!

He stood up and pulled at his belt buckle, letting his pants and jockeys fall around his ankles. He pressed her against the pile, lips locked on hers and drove his cock into her hot, tight, soaking wet pussy.

He gripped her hard, putting his hand between them and feeling her gorgeous, firm, round, soft, fleshy C-Cup tits; balling, squeezing and pinching them. She was moaning loud as he was grinding into her hard and fast. Looking up she could see the people walking above them through the cracks of the pier.

She closed her eyes and sucked his tongue like a cock while he pounded her. Finally, she felt his cock grow huge inside her as the head expanded, and he shot into her. He came & came, feeling his cock empty into her, as she screamed into his mouth. Her orgasm had immediately followed his.

Both of them weak from their ordeal, they sat on the narrow platform until they had regained their composure and their ability to climb back up the ladder to the pier. They both saw her panties wash up near the shore, then get pulled farther back out into the ocean and looked at each other and laughed.

Eddie got a raging hard-on just looking at her. At 5'7", she weighed about 130 pounds, and was lucious and firm from head to toe. Her cleavage strained against the pink sun dress she was wearing and her long, blonde hair tickled her shoulders & back. She had a gorgeous smile and knock-you-dead blue eyes. He knew she was wearing thigh-high stocking with garters under that dress, because that's what she always wore to meet him.
She was making her way towards him through the crowded pier and he just smiled and leaned against the wooden rails along the edge that separates people from the water at the edge. When she finally reached him, she grinned hello and his arms engulfed her. The smell of the ocean, the sounds of the water and the people all around them, heightened both of their senses as they offered each other a long, slow, tongue-kiss hello. She pressed her hips against his, and felt his hard cock straining to get at her. Her nipples hardened and she felt immediately wet.

"Come here," he said.

"Where?"

"You'll see," he said, as he took her hand. He pushed his way through the crowd, holding her hand and hurrying as much as he could. He got to a little maintenance building near the end of the pier that was almost back on land. It was clearly marked for employees only, but he had slipped the maintenance guy a hefty $50 for access. He had noticed earlier that there was a staircase down to the area below the pier that could only be accessed through this building.

"We can go in here?" she asked.

"Just come on." He smiled and opened the door, pulling her inside. He pulled up a door in the floor, which revealed a wooden ladder. He climbed down 5 rungs to a platform and turned back to help her down. As she slowly stepped down, he could see the patch of pink panties covering her crotch, and smiled to himself.

"Oh my God, look at this place," she said, as she looked around. It really was incredible. It was a platform that ran the length of the left side of the pier but was only about 4 feet wide. There was another on the right side of the pier. Above them, they could hear people walking, talking and bustling. Below them they could see the waves crashing against the piles and the sand.

"I guess this is for inspecting and working on the pier," he said, trying to sound knowledgable. He backed her up against a large wooden post about 6 feet in diameter and started running his hand up her leg.

"Yeah, that's what it looks like." Her breath was quick and shallow, as she felt him press against her. His hand ran up her thigh and moved the fabric of her panties to the side. She looked down and saw the surf crashing and receding; it was a little frightening but so exciting.

He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. They draped around her left ankle after she stepped her right leg out of them. He dropped to his knees and began eating her pussy with all he had. Licking her beautiful lips and tonguing her clit mercilessly. In a moment of elevated desire, she raised her left leg over his shoulder to press his head closer to her pussy, and her panties flew off her ankle and into the water. She watched it become a part of the ebb & flow, moving in and out - in and out. It was more than she could take.

"Fuck me NOW!" she almost screamed!

He stood up and pulled at his belt buckle, letting his pants and jockeys fall around his ankles. He pressed her against the pile, lips locked on hers and drove his cock into her hot, tight, soaking wet pussy.

He gripped her hard, putting his hand between them and feeling her gorgeous, firm, round, soft, fleshy C-Cup tits; balling, squeezing and pinching them. She was moaning loud as he was grinding into her hard and fast. Looking up she could see the people walking above them through the cracks of the pier.

She closed her eyes and sucked his tongue like a cock while he pounded her. Finally, she felt his cock grow huge inside her as the head expanded, and he shot into her. He came & came, feeling his cock empty into her, as she screamed into his mouth. Her orgasm had immediately followed his.

Both of them weak from their ordeal, they sat on the narrow platform until they had regained their composure and their ability to climb back up the ladder to the pier. They both saw her panties wash up near the shore, then get pulled farther back out into the ocean and looked at each other and laughed.
Eddie got a raging hard-on just looking at her. At 5'7", she weighed about 130 pounds, and was lucious and firm from head to toe. Her cleavage strained against the pink sun dress she was wearing and her long, blonde hair tickled her shoulders & back. She had a gorgeous smile and knock-you-dead blue eyes. He knew she was wearing thigh-high stocking with garters under that dress, because that's what she always wore to meet him.
She was making her way towards him through the crowded pier and he just smiled and leaned against the wooden rails along the edge that separates people from the water at the edge. When she finally reached him, she grinned hello and his arms engulfed her. The smell of the ocean, the sounds of the water and the people all around them, heightened both of their senses as they offered each other a long, slow, tongue-kiss hello. She pressed her hips against his, and felt his hard cock straining to get at her. Her nipples hardened and she felt immediately wet.

"Come here," he said.

"Where?"

"You'll see," he said, as he took her hand. He pushed his way through the crowd, holding her hand and hurrying as much as he could. He got to a little maintenance building near the end of the pier that was almost back on land. It was clearly marked for employees only, but he had slipped the maintenance guy a hefty $50 for access. He had noticed earlier that there was a staircase down to the area below the pier that could only be accessed through this building.

"We can go in here?" she asked.

"Just come on." He smiled and opened the door, pulling her inside. He pulled up a door in the floor, which revealed a wooden ladder. He climbed down 5 rungs to a platform and turned back to help her down. As she slowly stepped down, he could see the patch of pink panties covering her crotch, and smiled to himself.

"Oh my God, look at this place," she said, as she looked around. It really was incredible. It was a platform that ran the length of the left side of the pier but was only about 4 feet wide. There was another on the right side of the pier. Above them, they could hear people walking, talking and bustling. Below them they could see the waves crashing against the piles and the sand.

"I guess this is for inspecting and working on the pier," he said, trying to sound knowledgable. He backed her up against a large wooden post about 6 feet in diameter and started running his hand up her leg.

"Yeah, that's what it looks like." Her breath was quick and shallow, as she felt him press against her. His hand ran up her thigh and moved the fabric of her panties to the side. She looked down and saw the surf crashing and receding; it was a little frightening but so exciting.

He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. They draped around her left ankle after she stepped her right leg out of them. He dropped to his knees and began eating her pussy with all he had. Licking her beautiful lips and tonguing her clit mercilessly. In a moment of elevated desire, she raised her left leg over his shoulder to press his head closer to her pussy, and her panties flew off her ankle and into the water. She watched it become a part of the ebb & flow, moving in and out - in and out. It was more than she could take.

"Fuck me NOW!" she almost screamed!

He stood up and pulled at his belt buckle, letting his pants and jockeys fall around his ankles. He pressed her against the pile, lips locked on hers and drove his cock into her hot, tight, soaking wet pussy.

He gripped her hard, putting his hand between them and feeling her gorgeous, firm, round, soft, fleshy C-Cup tits; balling, squeezing and pinching them. She was moaning loud as he was grinding into her hard and fast. Looking up she could see the people walking above them through the cracks of the pier.

She closed her eyes and sucked his tongue like a cock while he pounded her. Finally, she felt his cock grow huge inside her as the head expanded, and he shot into her. He came & came, feeling his cock empty into her, as she screamed into his mouth. Her orgasm had immediately followed his.

Both of them weak from their ordeal, they sat on the narrow platform until they had regained their composure and their ability to climb back up the ladder to the pier. They both saw her panties wash up near the shore, then get pulled farther back out into the ocean and looked at each other and laughed.

Eddie got a raging hard-on just looking at her. At 5'7", she weighed about 130 pounds, and was lucious and firm from head to toe. Her cleavage strained against the pink sun dress she was wearing and her long, blonde hair tickled her shoulders & back. She had a gorgeous smile and knock-you-dead blue eyes. He knew she was wearing thigh-high stocking with garters under that dress, because that's what she always wore to meet him.
She was making her way towards him through the crowded pier and he just smiled and leaned against the wooden rails along the edge that separates people from the water at the edge. When she finally reached him, she grinned hello and his arms engulfed her. The smell of the ocean, the sounds of the water and the people all around them, heightened both of their senses as they offered each other a long, slow, tongue-kiss hello. She pressed her hips against his, and felt his hard cock straining to get at her. Her nipples hardened and she felt immediately wet.

"Come here," he said.

"Where?"

"You'll see," he said, as he took her hand. He pushed his way through the crowd, holding her hand and hurrying as much as he could. He got to a little maintenance building near the end of the pier that was almost back on land. It was clearly marked for employees only, but he had slipped the maintenance guy a hefty $50 for access. He had noticed earlier that there was a staircase down to the area below the pier that could only be accessed through this building.

"We can go in here?" she asked.

"Just come on." He smiled and opened the door, pulling her inside. He pulled up a door in the floor, which revealed a wooden ladder. He climbed down 5 rungs to a platform and turned back to help her down. As she slowly stepped down, he could see the patch of pink panties covering her crotch, and smiled to himself.

"Oh my God, look at this place," she said, as she looked around. It really was incredible. It was a platform that ran the length of the left side of the pier but was only about 4 feet wide. There was another on the right side of the pier. Above them, they could hear people walking, talking and bustling. Below them they could see the waves crashing against the piles and the sand.

"I guess this is for inspecting and working on the pier," he said, trying to sound knowledgable. He backed her up against a large wooden post about 6 feet in diameter and started running his hand up her leg.

"Yeah, that's what it looks like." Her breath was quick and shallow, as she felt him press against her. His hand ran up her thigh and moved the fabric of her panties to the side. She looked down and saw the surf crashing and receding; it was a little frightening but so exciting.

He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. They draped around her left ankle after she stepped her right leg out of them. He dropped to his knees and began eating her pussy with all he had. Licking her beautiful lips and tonguing her clit mercilessly. In a moment of elevated desire, she raised her left leg over his shoulder to press his head closer to her pussy, and her panties flew off her ankle and into the water. She watched it become a part of the ebb & flow, moving in and out - in and out. It was more than she could take.

"Fuck me NOW!" she almost screamed!

He stood up and pulled at his belt buckle, letting his pants and jockeys fall around his ankles. He pressed her against the pile, lips locked on hers and drove his cock into her hot, tight, soaking wet pussy.

He gripped her hard, putting his hand between them and feeling her gorgeous, firm, round, soft, fleshy C-Cup tits; balling, squeezing and pinching them. She was moaning loud as he was grinding into her hard and fast. Looking up she could see the people walking above them through the cracks of the pier.

She closed her eyes and sucked his tongue like a cock while he pounded her. Finally, she felt his cock grow huge inside her as the head expanded, and he shot into her. He came & came, feeling his cock empty into her, as she screamed into his mouth. Her orgasm had immediately followed his.

Both of them weak from their ordeal, they sat on the narrow platform until they had regained their composure and their ability to climb back up the ladder to the pier. They both saw her panties wash up near the shore, then get pulled farther back out into the ocean and looked at each other and laughed.

Eddie got a raging hard-on just looking at her. At 5'7", she weighed about 130 pounds, and was lucious and firm from head to toe. Her cleavage strained against the pink sun dress she was wearing and her long, blonde hair tickled her shoulders & back. She had a gorgeous smile and knock-you-dead blue eyes. He knew she was wearing thigh-high stocking with garters under that dress, because that's what she always wore to meet him.
She was making her way towards him through the crowded pier and he just smiled and leaned against the wooden rails along the edge that separates people from the water at the edge. When she finally reached him, she grinned hello and his arms engulfed her. The smell of the ocean, the sounds of the water and the people all around them, heightened both of their senses as they offered each other a long, slow, tongue-kiss hello. She pressed her hips against his, and felt his hard cock straining to get at her. Her nipples hardened and she felt immediately wet.

"Come here," he said.

"Where?"

"You'll see," he said, as he took her hand. He pushed his way through the crowd, holding her hand and hurrying as much as he could. He got to a little maintenance building near the end of the pier that was almost back on land. It was clearly marked for employees only, but he had slipped the maintenance guy a hefty $50 for access. He had noticed earlier that there was a staircase down to the area below the pier that could only be accessed through this building.

"We can go in here?" she asked.

"Just come on." He smiled and opened the door, pulling her inside. He pulled up a door in the floor, which revealed a wooden ladder. He climbed down 5 rungs to a platform and turned back to help her down. As she slowly stepped down, he could see the patch of pink panties covering her crotch, and smiled to himself.

"Oh my God, look at this place," she said, as she looked around. It really was incredible. It was a platform that ran the length of the left side of the pier but was only about 4 feet wide. There was another on the right side of the pier. Above them, they could hear people walking, talking and bustling. Below them they could see the waves crashing against the piles and the sand.

"I guess this is for inspecting and working on the pier," he said, trying to sound knowledgable. He backed her up against a large wooden post about 6 feet in diameter and started running his hand up her leg.

"Yeah, that's what it looks like." Her breath was quick and shallow, as she felt him press against her. His hand ran up her thigh and moved the fabric of her panties to the side. She looked down and saw the surf crashing and receding; it was a little frightening but so exciting.

He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. They draped around her left ankle after she stepped her right leg out of them. He dropped to his knees and began eating her pussy with all he had. Licking her beautiful lips and tonguing her clit mercilessly. In a moment of elevated desire, she raised her left leg over his shoulder to press his head closer to her pussy, and her panties flew off her ankle and into the water. She watched it become a part of the ebb & flow, moving in and out - in and out. It was more than she could take.

"Fuck me NOW!" she almost screamed!

He stood up and pulled at his belt buckle, letting his pants and jockeys fall around his ankles. He pressed her against the pile, lips locked on hers and drove his cock into her hot, tight, soaking wet pussy.

He gripped her hard, putting his hand between them and feeling her gorgeous, firm, round, soft, fleshy C-Cup tits; balling, squeezing and pinching them. She was moaning loud as he was grinding into her hard and fast. Looking up she could see the people walking above them through the cracks of the pier.

She closed her eyes and sucked his tongue like a cock while he pounded her. Finally, she felt his cock grow huge inside her as the head expanded, and he shot into her. He came & came, feeling his cock empty into her, as she screamed into his mouth. Her orgasm had immediately followed his.

Both of them weak from their ordeal, they sat on the narrow platform until they had regained their composure and their ability to climb back up the ladder to the pier. They both saw her panties wash up near the shore, then get pulled farther back out into the ocean and looked at each other and laughed.

[kolpaz]

Life went on like that for almost the entire 5 years. It was amazing how much it was the same from day to day. I serviced the Bemertons sexually in addition to my housework, was punished for a (very) few trangressions, and reaffirmed to Mr. Coleman and Mrs. Camden on a monthly basis that I was still worthy of keeping my job.
I became great friends with Janet during my first three months there, and then it was time for her to leave. The last day she was there I saw her turn from a healthy, able woman into a dejected, exhausted, frightened animal. I can't put my finger on exactly what it was, but something was wrong. She didn't even say goodbye to me. I thought maybe, although she was happy to be going and getting her money, she realized she would miss me and the others and was perhaps a little wary of the future.

The day before I was to leave, I returned to my room after my shift was done. I had only 24 hours to go and I was very happy and excited. But when I got back to my room, I could see that this would be no picnic.

Mr. Coleman and Ms. Camden were there, along with a lawyer, to go over the settling of my contract here. It was explained to me that all of my work over the last 5 years was to culminate in the events of the next 24 hours. A section of the contract that I had not read was pointed out to me and explained in detail.

The contract stated that I was to be on duty for the next 24 hours straight, no sleep or rest breaks. I was to serve not only the Bemertons in my usual fashion, but also Mr. Coleman and Mrs. Camden. All the usual rules applied, and then some. The additional rule stated that I was allowed no underwear, no bra and no sexual release for the coming 24 hours.

Any fracture of these rules was cause for severe punishment or immediate dismissal - with no bonus. Thus, this clause was set up to make it hard for me to keep up my end of the contract; to try to make me void the contract and deny myself the bonus I had worked the last 5 years for. In addition, I was to speak of this to no one, and when my time was up, I had to leave without saying goodbye and I was never to make contact with any of these people ever again.

Well, I wasn't about to give up the bonus I had worked so hard for, so I steeled myself for 24 hours of hell. I initialed the paragraph, as the lawyer asked, and the lawyer gave Mr. Coleman an envelope and left. As Mr. Coleman put the envelope in his pocket, he ordered me to come stand beside him. He reached under my uniform, felt my panties, and informed me that I was in violation of my contract and to remove my panties and bra immediately. I did so immediately, and he put his fingers in my crotch again.

"That's better," he said. "You know, this last 24 hours is the best part...for US anyway." He looked at Mrs. Camden and they both laughed hard. He was still playing with my pussy and I was breathing hard and trying not to get excited.

Mrs. Camden came over and reached around me from behind, grabbing my breasts and squeezing them hard. I closed my eyes and I felt Mr. Coleman's middle and index finger slide up into my pussy. He fucked me with them, his thumb bumping my clit with each stroke, until I was panting.

"Don't cum," he said, "you wouldn't want to void your contract after all the hard work you've put in, would you?" And he pulled his fingers out and wiped them on my uniform.

"Oops, looks like a stained uniform; you'd better change and quick, before Mrs. Camden decides to punish you!"

I changed, grateful for a chance to escape his probing. But when I took my soiled uniform off, I felt his eyes bore into me.

"Before you change, come over here. Mrs. Camden, why don't you lie down on her bed? Elena, go down on her right now."

I lay down between her legs and began eating her the way she loves, when I felt Mr. Coleman come up behind me. He shoved his cock in my wet, sloppy cunt and stroked a few times. Then he pulled out and pushed the head of his cock against my asshole.

"I want you to make Mrs. Camden cum before I cum. That's a direct order and is not to be disobeyed."

He began slamming into my ass while I worked on the pussy in front of me. My chin was wet with her juices while my tongue worked her clit. I almost had lockjaw from the tonguing I'd given Mrs. Bemerton earlier today, but I kept working. Finally, she came hard against my mouth, while Mr. Coleman shot into me. He was grabbing my hips and pulling me back against him hard, and it hurt. But it also made my pussy drip with desire.

After that I was ordered to clean up and get into uniform and that I had some special duties to perform tonight.

I was up all night polishing the entry way floor with a toothbrush and a nail buffer. It was exhausting and I had to be very careful not to soil my uniform. Every hour either Mrs. Camden or Mr. Coleman would come by and tell me to stand up and they would finger my pussy until I was panting. Once Mrs. Camden picked up the toothbrush and reached inside my uniform and scrubbed my nipples with it hard. It hurt terribly, but I did not budge. I took it.

When morning came and it was time for my regular shift, I was exhausted. I looked hunted and I was on fire with desire. I was paranoid of failing and of people trying to make me fail. Of all days, Mrs. Bemerton chose that on to be one of the days she wanted to go down on me. I held out for all I was worth and did not cum.

At a quarter to 4, fifteen minutes before I was to assist with tea in Mr. Bemerton's study, Mr. Coleman came to me and pulled me into a pantry.

"Go down on me now," he said, cruelly.

I did my best to make him cum as soon as I could, so I would not be late for tea, but he was obviously holding off. I finally pulled out the big guns, deep-throating him for all I was worth, swallowing against the head of his cock and nearly gagging. That sent him over the edge, but instead of cumming in my mouth, he pulled out and came all over the top of my uniform.

"Oh no, a soiled uniform. And you're due in the study in less than 5 minutes. Better hurry!"

I jumped to my feet and ran through the house to the tunnel leading to the servants' quarters. I ran to my room as quickly as I could and changed and ran back to the study. I was a minute late. Mr. Bemerton was angry.

"Ms. Marceau, over the years I have always allowed you to take punishment rather than dismiss you for your shortcomings, but I grow tired of meting it out. Why shouldn't I just let you go right now?"

"Please Mr. Bemerton," I begged, "I did my best. I'm exhausted and trying to please everyone. I will take whatever you can dish out, just please, please punish me!"

I couldn't believe I was begging to be punished. It was so humiliating. Mr. Bemerton saw that and loved it, relished it...it made him hard.

"Alright, alright, I always have had a soft spot for you. I'll tell you what. I'm going to let Mrs. Bemerton take her riding crop to you. After that, you come back to me and tell me all about it and I will fuck you. Then you can go."

"Yes, sir," I said with confidence. Only I was not confident, I was scared to death. I had only met with Mrs. Bemerton's riding crop on 2 other occasions and it almost killed me. Now here it was, my last day, her last chance at the cause of her jealousness and bitterness. I was really afraid of what she might do to me.

I surprised her, because she wasn't used to seeing me at this time of day. I told her the situation and her blood seemed to boil.

"He only sent you to me to remind me that he's going to be fucking you blue when I'm through with you. Well, that can't happen if there's nothing left to fuck!" She screamed at me to get across her knees, which I did with fear for my life.

She laid into me with her crop in a fit of anger and tears, while I tore at the couch cushion with my nails. My ass stung and felt bruised, but she actually ended her beating sooner than I thought she would.

"I used to have a nice ass like this, you know," she said. Mr. Bemerton is a shallow, though rich man. And I suffer for staying with him. That is why you suffer - you have to suffer for the money just like me. All of you who come through here."

While she said this, she played with my pussy and caressed my buttocks. I was soon calmed down and she told me to leave her and not to look at her. I did as I was told.

When I returned to Mr. Bemerton, I cried and told him how she had been with her crop and about her jealous rage. He seemed smugly satisfied and I decided not to tell him about her pathetic confession.

He pulled out his cock and told me to climb on the chair and straddle him. I did, sitting on his gigantic cock and settling onto it as it entered me inch by inch.

I pressed against him on the downstrokes, and squeezed my pussy hard on the upstrokes, trying hard to make him cum before I lost control. This was my last duty. I he buried his face in my breasts and I gave him the fuck of the year, moaning, grinding, gyrating. Soon he came inside me and pushed me away, exhausted.

It's been 2 years since I left that house. I got my money and have traveled to many of the places I always dreamed of, with many more plans in the works. I've been careful with my money and don't see it running out before I die.

The only problem is I am now an incredible slut. I love to be ordered around and punished. In fact I need it. Watch for me, I may be coming to your town next!

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[kolpaz]

I drove away from my house in a hurry, downshifting for speed. As I got near town and started fighting the traffic, I thought about Janet, the chick I was on my way to see. She worked at the record store downtown, and told me when I was there earlier that if I came by at closing, I would probably get lucky!
We have been flirting over the last 6 weeks or so, every time I go in there. She is college-age, kind of freaky. She has her hair dyed black and a nose-ring and wears ALL KINDS of eye makeup, but you can tell she is really pretty underneath and God, what a bod!

She has nice hips, a slim waist and a perfect set of gorgeous 36C's! She's always wearing these jeans that drag the floor because she has them pushed way down her hips, and tight t-shirts that aren't quite long enough for her. This shows off her flat tummy and navel in the sexiest way.

Anyway, as I pulled into the parking lot, I could see the closed sign was already up. I walked up to the front door & peered in. She was in the back, but she saw me. She sauntered up to unlocked the door & let me in.

"You look good!" I shouted.

"Huh?" She couldn't hear me over the loud music. That's ok, I hadn't gone there for the conversation.

I followed her into the back of the store, where the grimy office was. She had me sit down in an office chair that was pushed up against the wall. She then sat on my lap, facing me, and sort of clutched my legs with hers and started gyrating her hips against my crotch. My cock was already hard at this point and it started to drive me a little nuts. She held her lips about an inch from mine, we were both panting. As soon as I went to pull her top off of her, she grabbed it and pulled it off herself.

I wrapped my arms around her and my lips engulfed her right nipple; sucking, licking, and rolling it with my tounge...not to mention kind of whimpering with desire. I fondled her other breast with my hand, and then moved it down to her jeans. I started to undo them when she suddenly jerked away from me and stood up.

She looked kind of freaked out, and I started thinking maybe this whole thing was over when she fell to her knees and started unbuttoning my jeans. She fished out my cock and my balls, which are always unencumbered by underwear.

She looked very nastily up at me and took my cock in her mouth, just the first inch and a half or so, and started rolling her tounge around it and sucking softly. She continued the soft sucking and carressing of the head until I was about to go nuts. I reached down and pushed her head until she was taking more.

I heard her moan, even over the music, and I knew she was loving this. I kept my hands on the back of her head as she sucked and rolled my cock in her mouth, sending me to heaven and back over and over.

She was taking a good two or three inches of my 7-incher, but not doing much more. Before long, I was pushing her further down my cock to take more. She resisted slightly, but I pushed a little harder. When I did, she moaned again. I looked down and realized she was fingering herself!

Now that turned me on even more, if that's possible! From my perspective I could see her nasty lips sucking my cock like there's no tomorrow (doing a pro's job with her tounge), her hot, creamy, perky 36C's swaying back and forth with the motion of it, and her hand stuck down her jeans jerking like crazy!

Suddenly she slowed way down and lowered the intensity of her sucking and licking. I said, "Faster!" But I don't think she heard me. "FASTER!", I shouted. And she started moving her head faster, but did not increase the intensity of her sucking; it was like little butterfly kisses on my cock - I almost couldn't feel it.

I was getting pissed, and I finally knew what she wanted. "Suck it, bitch! Suck it hard!", I said, and pushed her head until she was taking my cock to the hilt. She moaned and started fingering herself faster. I was holding her face to my pubes, with my cock shoved into her mouth. I could feel her swallowing against it as it hit the back of her throat. I released her slightly and let her move almost off my cock and then pulled her back against me again.

She was licking and sucking hard now, as well as fingering herself and moaning like an animal. I held her head steady and began fucking her mouth as hard as I could. When my load hit the back of her throat, the moaning intensified and her whole body shook. She came hard while she swallowed my cum.

When we were both spent, she leaned back on her knees and closed her eyes. Then she looked up at me and grinned and licked her cum off her fingers. When I zipped up and left I said thanks and she told me not to be a stranger.

[kolpaz]

There, Grandma, how's that?" Pete asked, fluffing the pillows behind Mrs. Willow's back.
"I'm not your grandmother, Peter, I am a healthy, desirable woman. At least I was a few years ago."
"Hell, you are almost 80," Pete scoffed.
"Ok, so it's been quite a few years ago. It doesn't seem that long. I could still use a stiff dick between my legs, if you are interested."

"I'm not. I want somebody who as born in this century."
"Peter!" Emma pretended shock, "she would be three years old?"
"Ok, last century," he said with a reluctant laugh. They had been trying to shock each other since they first met. It never worked. She was a slightly older version of Peter himself, only in female form.

"I don't want to be old, Peter. I just lived life one day at a time until I somehow got this way. I'm still young on the inside. As the old joke goes, I'm getting this 20 year old body all wrinkled."
"Even at your age, you are one hot babe, Emma. Why don't you hook up with one of the guys in the complex. I know several who would love to get into your pants, wrinkled or not."

"I tried. I was shocked when I opened my eyes and saw a face as old as mine staring back at me. It sickened me, Peter. I don't want to be old," Emma sighed. "I want to be young again."
"I can help with your aches and pains, dress you, bathe you, I can change your diapers if you start wearing one, but I can't make you young again, old girl."
"I know. Are there any blind male nurses in the complex?"
"Not in any complex. Blind men can't do this job."
"I'm sure they could."
"They can't."
"Oh. What about male whores."
"What?" Pete gasped.
"You know, those gigalors.
"Gigolos," he corrected.
"Yeah, one of them."
"I am not your pimp, I am your nurse. Haul your ass out of here and look for one yourself, you're healthy enough.'
"The world scares me, I don't know it any more. It's all too fast."
"It's the same world, it just has more assholes running around in it."
"I suppose. Peter, can you look at my pussy?"
"Why," he said with a great deal of self- control. It was his job, on a professional level. He knew she was discussing something different.

"Tell me what you think," Emma said, pulling up her night gown. She yanked down her cotton panties and showed him her pussy. Pete glanced at it carelessly, then gave it a careful look.
"It just looks like a pussy," he said in wonder. "Except for a few gray hairs, it looks normal."
"That's what I tried to tell you. It's just a pussy, not a flesh colored prune. Would you fuck that Pete?" she asked slyly.
"If I was really hard up I might."
"Are you?"
"No, I have lot's of action," he said defensively. She laughed, knowing that she was one up on him. She had made him defend his male honor.
"Hey, fuck you," he said.
"Oh, I wish you would, Peter, I need it so badly."

"Damit, stop talking like that. You've got me horny and I have a full days work ahead of me."
"I could take care of that," she laughed.
"Oh no you couldn't," he called, tying a bag of trash and throwing it over his shoulder. "I will see you tomorrow," he said with a fond smile.
"Oh, ok," she said in real disappointment. "Stop by for lunch, if you like. I make a mean grilled bologna sandwich."

"Hey, I loves those things," he gasped.
"It's the most underrated sandwich on earth. You take bread and stick some bologna in it and you have cold meat and half cooked dough. You add some cheese, miracle whip and a little heat, and you have the world's greatest sandwich."
Pete nodded, smiling. "Ok, it's a date. But no funny stuff," he pointed, then waved and left.
"You want to bet," she hissed, turning to hurry to her kitchen unit. The only good thing which went with grilled bologna was cold potato salad. She had to hurry or it wouldn't chill to the proper temperature.

She filled a decanter half full of gin, filled it to the top with orange juice and slid it into the refrigerator. She finished the potato salad at 10:00, wiped her hands on her night gown, and slipped into something more appropriate. Then she started her magic act. She arranged the foundation, eye liner, lipstick and creams, then her secret weapon, Preparation H. After setting them in just the right order, she began remodeling her face. With enough makeup...

The door opened at Pete's second knock. He gave Emma a stunned look, then stepped inside. She was different, somehow younger and more appealing. He didn't know if he approved or not, it seemed... wrong.
"Nice look," he said airily. "Are the sandwiches done?"
"Done and keeping warm in the oven. I also have potato salad and cocktails."
"Wow, the works, huh?"
"Yes, the works," she said, motioning him to the table.
"He took a second, longer look at her face, then shook his head."
"Never judge a woman before you've seen her in makeup," Emma said as she loaded down the table. "It makes a world of difference."
"Yeah, scary."
"And what's scary about it?"
"You look nice, if I didn't know it was makeup..."
"Hey, young man, half the women you've dated would look scary without makeup. I'm no different."
"No, I guess not. You look nice," he repeated again.
"Does that mean you are interested?"
"Well yeah... I mean no. I don't think," he said in confusion.
"Here, drink this," she handed him a glass of orange juice. He took a big gulp, then howled.
"Holy shit, what's in this?"
"Gin. It does wonders for the male... lets say ego," she smiled.
"Let's say libido. I can feel where the heat is going. You are one deceptive old woman," he accused half joking and half in ernest.
"Shut up and eat."

Peter ate, but he couldn't help but stare at Emma. If he didn't know that she was 77, he would have sworn she was in her 40's. He wouldn't eat it, but he'd sure fuck it, the thought crept into his head. His balls had been burning since he drank the gin and orange juice. Successive sips kept the fire burning. But it was a good burn, and his cock was as hard as rock.

Peter had bathed Emma during her bad times, right after her stroke. He knew every age spot, wrinkle, and pimple on her ass. And still he was turned on. Part of it was the gin, part was her disguise, but mostly it was knowing that he could reach out and have her, it was that simple. All he had to do was...

"I need that hand to eat," Emma said with a smile.
"Let's eat afterwards," he whispered.
"Are you sure? I don't want to rush you into anything," she smiled.
"The hell you don't. I am one of the most rushed people on the face of this planet, and you dam well know it."
"Ok. Well here are the ground rules. No kissing below the chin, keep your hands on non-sexual areas, and I don't do ass fucks. Never have and never will."
"Emma!" Pete was shocked.
"Just telling you how it is."
"Do you give blowjobs?" he said with some of his old candor.

[kolpaz]

Jane Marsh selected two packages of bacon and added them to her cart. She pushed around the end of the isle and looked down the bread isle toward the check-out. The line was a mile long. With a little angry swish of her skirt, she added bread to her shopping cart and parked at the end of the line. While she waited, she noticed the cute black-haired kid, which she had seen before, working at the first check-out counter. He was bagging groceries and helping old women with their packages. Jane was 23 years old, that was very old in dog years. She resolved to somehow be in line for the first check-out when the time came. And she was.
"Next," a middle aged man shouted from counter number three. Jane pushed slightly ahead and faked an ankle injury. She watched as the woman behind her quickly pushed past, then Jane quietly stood and headed for counter number one.

Jane was a hot woman. Jane knew she was hot, she had been a hot woman since the age of 13. Jane was small, petite, with an absolutely killer figure. Jane was cute, cute as hell. But Jane had an illness which made her ugly. It was called marriage. She was married to a very large guy with a short temper, and most of the country in that area knew him. He had been the high school football hero, and was now the top mechanic at Weber's.

"Paper or plastic?" Bobby asked.
"Paper please, Bobby," she said in her sexiest voice. He looked at her in surprise, then shrugged his indifference. This angered her, but not enough to ignore Bobby. Bobby was hot and she like hot guys.

"Coupons?" the gum chewing overweight woman at the check-out asked, looking from Bobby to Jane.
"No," Jane said in disgust.

Jane bent down and tried to pull a huge box of soda from the bottom of the cart. It appeared to be too large. She was aware of how her short, summer skirt slid up her legs, revealing her entire thighs right up to the her stocking tops. Many guys, and two women, also noticed.

"Oh Bobby?"
"Yes ma'am," he said, coming around the counter. He saw her dilemma, and her panties, and bent to help. It took him some time to get the box of coke from the cart to the counter. His eyes lingered on her legs, as she slowly stood with a grateful look.

"Anything else?" he asked insolently.
"God I wish," Jane said quickly. He returned to his bagging duties with a slight smile.
"One hundred and sixty-seven dollars," the woman said as the rubber belt stopped moving.
"My, that's a lot of groceries," Jane said, looking at the cart.
"Should I help you to your car?" Bobby asked.
"Yes, would you?"
"Sure. I'll follow you," he said, grabbing the carts and heading for the door. He paused to allow Jane to pass. She pushed through the doors into the warm summer breeze. She started across the parking lot, with the rattle of shopping carts following her. As she turned toward the sidewalk, the carts stopped. She turned and looked at Bobby.

"What's the matter?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer.
"Where are you going?" he asked, still not moving.
"My house. It's right down there, five houses down," she pointed down the street.
"Hell, I'm supposed to be bagging," he said indecisively.
"I'll give you a big tip," she said enticingly. A smile lit his face. He started forward, watching the sway of her hips. He liked the way the summer breeze occasionally blew up the back of her skirt. She had a really nice ass.

"There it is," she said, pointing at the house ahead. She pressed a button on a keychain and the garage door opened. Good, he didn't have to pack the groceries up the stairs to the front door. He pushed the carts into the garage. She touched a switch and the lights came on, while the garage door closed behind them. She opened the inside door and motioned him forward. She smiled sweetly as he took just one cart and shoved it up the slight incline and inside the house. He followed her to the refrigerator, then stopped while she took out milk and began stacking it. He pulled out a chair and sat at the table, waiting for her to empty the carts. As she opened the refrigerator and bent to stack boxes of milk on the bottom shelf, the light from the refrigerator made skirt transparent. He could see her ass through the material. His cock was hard and willing. It wanted to part those ass cheeks and fill her void with hot meat.

Impulsively, he slid forward and dropped to his knees. She closed the refrigerator door, backing one step as she did so, placing her ass directly in front of his face. He put one hand on each of her hips and held them in place, while he pressed his nose against the material of her skirt and sniffed. He found the distinct aroma of pussy in the material of her skirt. His warm breath penetrated the material and heated up her ass and pussy. She gasped, holding on to the front of the refrigerator for support. Her eyes rolled up into her head, her face lit with a look of heavenly bliss. His hot mouth found the material of her pantied mound through the thin material and mouthed it.

Jane shuddered, gasping for breath and holding the refrigerator door in a death grip. This was what she wanted, but Bobby didn't even have the decency to ask. She should be angry, but not before her knees became rigid again. At the moment they were water.

Bobby pushed Jane forward until her cheek rested against the cold refrigerator door. With clumsy hands, he undid the clasp on her skirt and let it drop around her ankles. His hands found the top of her panties and pulled, leaving her ass naked. She stepped out of the panties and spread her legs wide. He opened his mouth and tried to inhale one of her tiny ass cheeks. She shuddered and moaned quietly, while trying to smash the door of the refrigerator in her clenching fingers. His mouth went to the other ass cheek, then he began licking her asshole with long, hard diligent strokes of his tongue. With her eyes tightly closed, Jane tried to endure the brutal pleasure emanating from her ass. She had never been reamed before. Harvey would have puked at the idea. Long ago he may have done it, but lately it was hard just getting him to fuck her. Things changed.

Bobby reached Jane's pussy. Jane had a huge pussy, for such a tiny girl. It appeared to be cutting the lower half of her body in two. It was also hairy, if not scrupulously manicured. At the moment is was neatly shaved, leaving large dark lips on either side of her pussy. Some people found such a pussy sexy, while others liked a small delicate pussy. Bobby happened to like Jane's. It was the most fuckable pussy he had ever seen

[kolpaz]

Trina shuddered, wrapping her light jacked tightly around her sexy young body. With the click of high heels, she hurried up the front steps of the small private hospital. It was a hospital that specialized in geriatrics and surprisingly, also OBGYN. This came about because the hospital catered to the poor and medical insurance cases which tended to pay less than the average patient. Also, the founding doctor had been a specialist in both fields, and the hospital simply continued the tradition long after he passed away.
Trina paused, turning to study the city behind her, then the nearby cars and windows. Her guilty stare searched the windows of each empty car to ensure that she was unobserved.

Her breath created a slight fog in the air before her. She shuddered again as her eyes went to the orange and yellow clouds above the nearby city of Boston. Set against the old style lampposts of the parking lot, and the thick band of trees beyond, the colorful fall night was a magnificently beautiful sight. Despite the chill she enjoyed the view, although not half as much as she would when the first snow fell. On the other hand anyone watching would enjoy the sight of the exciting, sexy girl paused on the steps.

With a slightly impish face, a very petite body standing no more that 4'11", Trina was the kind of girl that everyone, man or woman, would like to cuddle and take home. Few did, although they all tried. The long hours involved with Trina's job precluded any outside involvements, and the rules precluded any inside involvements. So she improvised. She had been making these nightly calls for almost two years, she knew that somebody was bound to complain eventually out jealousy or possibly remorse. Until then it was the ideal solution.

Since visiting hours were long over, there were no cars coming or going, but there was several parked in the lot from the night staff and a few in-patients.

Trina turned and entered the hospital quietly, allowing the door to gently close behind her before she hurried to the elevators on her right. The night staff was well down the hallway, out of sight. Trina took the elevator to the third floor. The first thing she saw, as the doors opened, was her mother, sitting behind a desk. The desk reminded her of an island of light in a vast area of darkness. The only bright light showing, was that which blazed down on her mother, giving her an angelic look in her white uniform.

"Hi mom," Trina said airily as she leaned against the counter and looked down at the tv screen behind the desk. "What's on?"

"Jerry," Peg said in a bored, hopeless voice.
"Why don't you guys get cable?" Trina asked, hopping up on the counter. Her slender, but muscular legs looked fantastic in her short, multi-colored skirt. She crossed her legs and allowed her right leg to kick slightly.
"Don't ask me, I'm all for it. There's juice and fruit in the fridge," she pointed toward the employee's lounge.

"Thanks, mom," Trina said as she grabbed her usual grapefruit juice and apple. She ate the apple while she returned to the desk. She was beginning to feel that familiar nervous energy which always filled her before a night of pleasure. The juice felt good, in her dry mouth.
"Any new girls?" she asked casually, taking a bite from her apple while glancing at her mother from the corner of her eye. She knew her mother didn't actually approve of her activities, although she reluctantly agreed that they were beneficial. Trina suspected that her mother even tried it a few times herself.

"Two, one in 3c and another in 3h. I think you will want to start in 3h," her mother said with a slight smile.
"A real looker?"
"An 18 year old pregnant girl who is only here for observation. She's about 7 months along."
"Wow, practically a virgin," Trina giggled, tossing the apple core into the trash. She looked into the small can of juice, then drank it down. With a sigh of contentment, Trina handed the can to her mother, then wiped her mouth with a brilliant smile.

"Who's in 3c?"
"A rather large black woman. She's... well she's middle aged and not exactly pretty," Peg said apologetically, "but she's nice."
"They all look the same below the waist," Trina giggled. "Wish me luck," she waved, walking around the desk toward 3h.

"Luck," Peg called absently, returning her attention to the tv. It was only 12:30 AM, she didn't need to make her rounds until 2:00 AM. By then Trina should be finished. If not, she could work around her.

Trina hummed happily to herself, as she made her way to room 3h. The click of her heals seemed embarrassingly loud, in the silent hospital. She paused, at the partially open door and pulled the chart from a slot in the door. She looked in to see the girl sitting up in bed, looking back at her.

"Hi," Trina said with her cute, impish heart-melting smile. The girl nodded in response, one of her own rare smiles hesitantly crossed her face. In her life she had found few things to smile about. Trina was a very cute, but looked like a little girl, even though it was obvious from her magnificent breasts that she was a woman. Being small and cute, she was very popular with both sexes. Her smile was infectious, guaranteed to bring a smile to those who saw it. As Peg was fond of saying, Trina was an adorable little bitch.

Trina studied the cart quickly to make sure there were no warnings, such as VD, aids, or TB. The girl appeared to be clean and healthy. She dropped the cart back into the door and stepped inside.

"Hi," Trina said again as she gently closed the door. "Watching TV?" she asked, then realized how moronic the question would sound.
"Jerry," the girl nodded. There was a look of puzzlement in her eyes.
"Yeah, mom is watching the same thing?" Trina said, pointing over her shoulder. She gently sat on the bed near the girl's feet. "How are you doing?" she asked sympathetically.
"Ok, I guess. Are you a nurse?"
"No, I'm kind of like a counselor, but my mom is. She just let's me come around at night to talk. Pregnant women tend to get sad and lonely, and nights are always the worst. It's a hormone thing, I hear."
"Oh, I know what you mean. Sometimes I get so damned mad I want to kill somebody, then at times I just want to cry, and there's no reason for any of it. I feel like I'm being torn apart.
"You are," Trina said sympathetically, placing a hand on the girl's leg. "I also do massages, if you are interested," Trina said brightly, while getnly caressing the girl's leg. "Got any aches and pains? I can give you a good rubdown while we talk."
"No, not really, but a massage would feel really good," the girl said hopefully.
"I'm Trina," she said, extending her tiny hand.

"Melissa, but they call me Missy," the girl said, taking Trina's hand into her own, then marveling at it as she opened her hand and looked at Trina's tiny fingers in wonder.

"My feet are small too," Trina said with a giggle, holding up a shapely leg for the girl's inspection. The girl's eyes traveled from Trina's foot, down her leg to her short skirt and beneath it. She stared for several seconds, then met Trina's eyes, blushing in embarassment. Trina feel a surge of excitement fill her body. Missy was definitely interested.

Melissa was a hot blonde with green eyes. She was barely 18 and would have had an amazing figure, if it wasn't for her large belly. She would have made a good dancer.
"I know you can't lay on your stomach, and I have to be careful or I can induce labor, but there are a few things I can do that will feel pleasant," Tina whispered. "If you don't mind, I will just lock the door," she said, edging toward the door hesitantly.

[kolpaz]

Come on, people, stand away from the door please," the tour guide yelled to the happy, milling people. His eye invariably fell to the cleavage of the nearby blonde in the scant bathing suit. It was a unique costume for gliding, very original and attractive. It had most of the males in the cable car groaning in agony and lust.
The harsh overhead lights dimmed momentarily, breaking the tour guide's amazed stare. He tore his eyes away from the blonde's ample cleavage and looked out the window at the approaching platform. He hoped that nobody noticed the bulge of his cock, hard and thrusting against the material of his pants.

"How do we know the gliders are safe?" the blonde asked, intentionally returning his attention to her. The tour guide swallowed twice before he could answer. As his eyes went to the blonde, he used a steal will to keep his eyes from going to her chest. Her companion, an equally blonde and flawless male, smiled at the tour guide's dilemma. He liked seeing the reactions to Anne's amazing figure. It made her seem more... attractive, more desirable.

"Wa... we test them before we leave. Each one has been tested. You will see that I will pick a glider at random, I use no special machine. I would not jump off a 3 thousand foot cliff without a tested glider."
"Wonderful. Are there any rules against having sex on the way down," she asked in her innocent, little- girl voice.

"Oh God," the tour guide groaned, turning away so he could push his cock down into his pants without being observed. The car bumped into the platform, coming to a sudden stop. The tour guide fell through the doors as they opened. He waited for the crowd to exit before he grabbed one end of a foam box. His assistant grabbed the other end and they carried the heavy box out onto the landing. The group watched curiously as the tour guide repositioned the box and threw open the lid. Inside were a jumble of archaic looking torches and a jumble of web-belts, each containing a 6"x12" pack on the rear.

He handed the first torch and belt to the blonde, before she had the opportunity to bend and retrieve one herself. Her thin blouse strained to contain her breasts, bending could bring forth and explosion of female flesh. The tour guide couldn't stand such a sight He was already horny as hell and there was no prospect of having his hard cock taken care of in the middle of the night, on top of a mountain.

"Oh look," a cute black-haired woman said, pointing down the slope toward Aspen far below. "Why are the lights shimmering?"
"The air currents," the tour guide said, handing her a torch and belt. Her hand sagged under the weight of the belt.

"How can something so heavy, be lighter than air?" she asked, looking at her companion.
"It's the electronics," her companion said in disdain. He was obviously a CEO type, slightly balding and looking for a thrill. Gliding was the next step up from bungie jumping.
"Technically, it's not lighter than air," the tour guide said, thrusting belts and torches into the hands around him. "It's slightly heavier. That's why it's called a glider. You still fall, but at a dramatically slower rate."

"I feel like the statue of liberty," a young gay man said, posing dramatically with a torch in his hand.
"On guard," his companion said, striking a fencing pose. They pretended to fence, clanging their torches together, to the complete horror of the tour guide. He hurried forward and slapped down their torches.

"Please, those are very special devices and they cost a fortune. Treat them with respect."
"I'm an olympic athlete," the second gay man said, holding his torch aloft and pretending to run in place. The tour guide whined in frustration. Sometimes he wished he could bitch-slap a few of the assholes in these groups. On the other hand, he thought as he watched the black haired woman reach down to adjust her socks. The bulge of her perfect ass, and rounded pubes in her black form-fitting tights was bordering on illegal. He could think of many things he would like to slap on her, but not with his hand.

"Why do we have these?" A portly man in a black windbreaker asked, bouncing the torch in his hand.
"We are called Liberty Gliding Tours, so it's made to look like a replica of the statue of liberty torch," the tour guide explained. "But it is much, much more than a simple light source. True, it's made to provide the most pleasant light, very conducive to night gliding, but it is also a recording device, to record your Aspen vacation, and a GPS tracking device in case any of you try to escape with our valuable equipment or, God forbid, in case one of you goes down. There is also a tracking device in the belt."

"I'm going down," the buxom blonde said, pretending to whisper. She elicited several giggles from the men around her.
"Now, everyone turn on your gliders and step forward, two at a time," he said, clapping his hands. There was actually a steep slope below them, not a cliff. If the belt failed, they may be cut and bruised, but not killed.
"Nobody leaps until I say so," he said in a serious voice.

"How do we control them?" the black haired girl asked nervously. She stepped so close that her hair brushed his nose. It smelled like watermelons. He had a perfect view of her rounded breasts, as she bent forward to play with the pack resting against her cute ass. The guide had to resist the urge to touch them. She looked up into his startled face.

"I was just getting to that. Do all of you see that little disk on your belt, the one on your left side in a pouch?"
"This one?" the black haired girl asked, lifting a half dollar sized disk on a wire.
"That's it. The controls are as simple as they can get. Hold that disk in the palm of your right hand. Hold it over your shoulder a little... yes, perfect," he said, looking around the group with their hands held in the air.

"First squeeze the disk to set it to the position most comfortable for you, then move your hand, and the disk inside, left or right, to go left or right, up or down to go up or down. It's that simple. With practice you can do tricks such as rolls, somersaults, or spins."
"Waycool," the blonde said, doing a little dance with the torch and disk held in the air.
"You two first," he indicated the blonde and her partner. He was getting tired of her teasing, and her partner's smug smiles. Step up to the platform," he said, turning them slightly to make sure each had a red light showing on their packs.

"Ok, raise your disk hands, squeeze, and step off."
"Oh God," the blonde said and stepped off. Her long, nearly naked body glistened in the torch light as it gently glided off the platform, dropping slightly at first, then gently gliding down the hill. Their movements were jerky, at first, until they grew used to the controls. They heard a piercing streak, then laughter. Looking down the hill the tour guide saw the torch rolling over and over as the two blondes did somersaults in the air.

"That's so dangerous," the tour guide said under his breath.
"Doing somersaults is dangerous?" the black haired girl asked, stepping up to the edge of the platform.
"No, doing them so close to the ground is dangerous. If you people get the urge for aerobatics, do them with more altitude. You have hours to descend, if you like, you don't have to skim the slopes like they are."

The black haired girl and her partner stepped off. Next were two boys in their late teens. They gave each other an evil smile as they turned off their torches and leaped into the darkness. The tour guide new they planned on terrorizing the other gliders. Good, it would add to the excitement.
"Next," he waved the gay men forward.
"Have you ever glided alone and naked," the first gay man asked the tour guide in an intimate manner.

"Naked, yes, alone, certainly not," he said, giving them a little push. They laughed and jeered as they disappeared into the darkness. Their torches cast a glow over the slope as they descended. Each torch made a pleasant island of light, in a vast sea of darkness.
"My God, that's so beautiful," a red haired woman said. She was last, and alone. It was funny, he couldn't remember her arriving with the rest. Of course he had not been giving his group his full attention.

The tour guide had his own belt for this very reason, in case there was an extra unpaired tourist. Everyone on the tour was required to fly in pairs.
"I know, it's magnificent. I love this job," the tour guide said gently.
"It's very romantic," the girl said.
"It is," the tour guide agreed while strapping on his belt and checking the red light on the pack, before he spun the belt around into the proper position. He checked hers, then looked at her expectantly.

"Why don't they simply double over and hang by their belts," she asked nervously.
"A power field, similar to an invisible board, will spring up at your back the minute you step off. It adheres to your body while the belt is activated, until your body makes contact with the ground. You're nervous, aren't you?" he asked shyly. She nodded with a quick smile.
"Your belt is on. Simply raise your hand and step off... when you are ready. Look, there goes my assistant in the cable car, now you have to jump, there's no other way down."
"Now or never," she said, leaping into the darkness. The tour guide stepped off with his hand raised. He dropped it slightly, speeding up to join his partner as she rushed down the hill.
"What if I lower my hand too much and plow into the ground?" she asked as the wind whipped her hair into her face.

"It can't, there is a fail safe mechanism built into the belt. You could descend entirely under the control of the belt. It won't allow you to touch the ground until you reach the beacon at base camp. Slow down," he yelled into the rushing air.

"How?"
"Lift your hand," he said patiently. She did and slowed almost immediately. With a sigh of relief the tour guide slowed as well. The wind had been cold. Now that they traveled slowly, the warm night air warmed him again quickly. He turned his torch down and shined it on the passing ground. Trees and bushes drifted by in dim light of the torch. It reminded him of how the bottom of a shallow lake looked, while drifting by in a boat.

[llcoolj58]

some sweet stories bud i love them thank you so much

[llcoolj58]

Sleepover

When Jason visits his best friend for a sleepover, he
doesn't realise he'll be sharing a bed with a girl he
has the hots for... (MF, mast)

***

It was my best-friend Sarah's 22nd birthday, and she'd
arranged for a few of her closest friends to stay the
night at her parents' house while they were away. In
previous years we'd gone out to a pub or club, but this
time round she wanted a nice relaxed evening in with
her best friends.

As I pulled up at Sarah's house and parked my car in
her driveway alongside hers, I noticed that Sarah's
friend Linda from university was also there, as her
beaten up Ford Escort was parked outside.

Linda was one of the most stunningly attractive girls
I'd ever met. She was about 5' 8”, with a curvy chest
and wide hips, but slim at the waist. She was a regular
jogger, and also did kick-boxing with Sarah, so she was
in great shape. Her face was that of a supermodel's,
and her smile was something to die for! I always looked
forward to meeting her, even if her boyfriend, Sam, was
there too. Sam, like Linda, had a great personality and
was really down to earth, but secretly I was jealous as
hell!

I let myself in the back door, as was usual by now, and
Sarah was making tea in the kitchen.

'Well timed, Jason! Just in time for a nice hot cup of
tea!' Sarah was tall, slim, and athletic. Her blonde
hair and dazzling blue eyes made her another supermodel
candidate in my view. She was very intelligent too,
although I didn't have a very big crush on her, as we'd
known each other since we were 11 years old and I
considered her more of a sister than anything else.

'Great! No sugar for me this time, though!' I gazed up
and down at Sarah, noticing she'd picked up a great tan
somewhere. 'Been on holiday or something? You're
looking very bronzed!'

'No, this is just from sun-bathing on the patio! Do you
think it looks good?' she said.

Just as I was about to give her a suggestive
compliment, her boyfriend, Mark, walked in. 'Yeah, it
looks good...' I summarised!

'Hi, Jason' said Mark. 'Well, Linda and Sam are
upstairs getting changed, so we're just waiting for
Anna now'

'Anna's coming too?' I asked. Anna was Sarah's friend
from primary school, so they'd known each other for
years. Although Anna was not as good looking as Linda
or Sarah, her personality more than made up for it. If
Anna was on the way we'd have a fun evening for sure,
and I'd have three lovely girls to gawk at all night!

'Yeah, she'll be here any minute, she just rang me to
say she was stuck at the level crossing,' Sarah
announced as she poured out the tea.

When Anna got there a few minutes later, she looked
even better than I'd remembered! She'd bleached her
hair to a lighter shade of blonde, and was wearing a
short denim skirt to show off her smooth, pale legs.
Her mischievous blue eyes darted across the room,
looking for something funny to say. Then she picked me
out of the crowd.

'Hello, Jason, old friend! Couldn't get a date tonight,
eh?!' she grinned at me.

'I'm saving myself for you, Anna!' I half-joked.

'So what's the plan for tonight, Sarah?' Anna was eager
to find out what we'd be up to.

'Well...' said Sarah. 'Once we've had a cup of tea out
on the patio, I thought it'd be nice to watch a film
together, maybe a Tarantino film?' Sarah loved the
Tarantino films, but I knew Anna despised them! But as
it was her friend's birthday, Anna happily went along
with it.

'Sounds fine! When do we crack open the booze?!' said
Anna, grinning wildly.

'During or after the film. Then we can watch something
else afterwards, but we haven't chosen yet.' Sarah
passed around hot cups of tea for everyone.

'Well, it's your birthday, darling, we'll go along with
whatever you want!' Anna picked up her bag off the
floor and said, 'Which room will I be in? I just want
to dump my stuff in there so it's out of the way.'

'You'll be in mum and dad's room, but you'll have to
share with Jason as my sister changed her mind at the
last minute and needs her room tonight. I hope that's
okay with you guys?' said Sarah, apologetically.

Anna and I nodded at each other, quietly. I guess we
were both relieved not to have to sleep on the couch!
But secretly I thanked my lucky stars that I would be
sharing a bed with Anna! This was going to be a great
night! I did wonder why Sarah had allocated us to share
a bed though, as normally that would be a little
inappropriate. Perhaps Anna had put in a 'special
request', I thought.

* * *

By the time we'd finished our tea in Sarah's garden,
enjoying the late summer sun as it slowly descended
towards the horizon, it was getting on for 9pm. Mark
had prepared lots of oven-cooked snacks and dips for us
to eat while we watched the film.

As the movie started, Anna opened the first bottle of
beer of the evening. I found it fascinating that Anna
drank beer, as all the other girls I knew liked Vodka,
Bacardi or Malibu. For me it was just another thing
that made her so interesting, and I decided I'd drink
the same beer as her and try and keep pace with her.
Even though she was very slim and petite, she had a
reputation of being able to drink anyone under the
table. I didn't mind as long as she ended up under the
table with me!

Once the film was over, Anna went out into the garden
for a cigarette (which was the only thing I could fault
her on, being a strict non-smoker, myself!) and I
approached Sarah in the kitchen as she was fetching
some pizzas from the oven.

'Sarah, has Anna got a boyfriend at the moment?' I
asked quietly, in case we were overheard.

'Anna?' Sarah looked at me as though I was mad. 'Anna
wouldn't have a boyfriend, Jason! She's a lesbian!'

'A wha...?' My heart sank as things started to make
sense, like how Anna had never mentioned having a
boyfriend, or even mentioned boys for that matter! I
knew she had lots of female friends, but had never put
the pieces of the puzzle together before. 'So that's a
'no' then?!' I tried to joke my way out of the
difficult situation.

'If Anna weren't a lesbian you'd be sleeping on the
couch tonight!' Sarah explained. I felt very naïve.
'But as things are she doesn't mind sharing with
you...' she looked at me almost apologetically, and
then whispered, 'Do you fancy her then?'

'Yeah...' I mumbled, 'Well I did. It won't be a problem
though, I'll keep my hands to myself! Anything to not
have to sleep on that damn couch!'

Sarah just laughed and said, 'Poor Jason! You get all
the rotten luck with girls, don't you!'

Even though I felt slightly deflated, I was still
looking forward to sharing a bed with Anna. I'd never
spent a night in a bed with a lesbian before! Surely
that's got to be a fantasy that every guy shares! I
would just have to keep my desires and fantasies to
myself, though.

* * *

Once we'd all enjoyed our little break, we returned to
the living room to choose the second film of the night.

'Geez, it's half past eleven already!' Remarked Linda.
'I don't start work until 10am tomorrow, but Sam's got
an early start. You guys can watch another film if you
like but I think we'll have to call it a night!' At
this remark, Sam's eyes lit up and I began to imagine
just what those two would be getting up to that night.
They were well known for their high sex drives!

'Yeah, you're probably right,' said Sarah. 'I'm
shattered too. It's been a great birthday for me, guys,
but now it's time for bed! Mark and I will do the
washing-up in the morning, so don't worry yourselves.'

Anna and I looked at each other, surprised that our
evening was being cut short. She'd obviously expected,
like me, to be up into the early ours of the morning.
As usual, Linda and Sam dictated the way things went.
We sat drinking a little more and waited while everyone
else used the main bathroom to get ready for bed. We
were both very tipsy and I was actually starting to
feel a little tired. Whilst I was studying the print on
my beer bottle I suddenly realised Anna was digging
around amongst Sarah's videos. She'd pulled all the
front videos out, and was now searching through the
ones at the back of the video cabinet.

'Anna... what are you looking for?' I asked, puzzled by
her frantic search.

'If you dig deep enough, sooner or later you will
find...'

'Yeah?'

'Porn!' she gleefully held up her treasure, a video
tape with a hand-written label on it, which I couldn't
read from where I was sitting.

'Anna!' I whispered. 'That probably belongs to Sarah's
dad! Or her mum!'

'Look,' she stared at me. 'Neither of us are going to
see any action tonight, and we both know what all the
others have gone to bed early for, don't we?!'

'I guess...'

Anna inserted the tape and rewound it to the beginning,
then pressed PLAY. She stood up and went and sat down
on the couch opposite me. Once the tape was running,
she didn't say a word to me, just watched. The film was
about a threesome, typical story, man cheats on wife;
wife catches them in the act; wife joins in! As the
film went on, I kept stealing glances at her, to see
how she was reacting. This was easy to do as the lights
were low, and she was a little drunk too.

One of Anna's hands cupped her right breast,
occasionally squeezing at her nipple. The other rubbed
slowly across the front of her jeans and down in
between her legs. I was getting turned on too, not by
the porno, but by the live show Anna was giving me!

My mind was running wild, wishing that Anna would come
over to me and start kissing me, but I knew it just
wouldn't happen. It was so frustrating knowing that
there was a perfectly good female getting aroused on
the other end of the couch, but that she would show no
interest in me whatsoever! But I was certainly enjoying
what I was seeing and hoped that the porno would go on
long enough for Anna to get really into it.

The film finished suddenly, and turned into a cooking
programme! It looked like Sarah's mum had recorded over
her dad's porno! (Maybe deliberately!) Anna looked at
me and we burst out laughing!

'Now that I did not expect!' she giggled. She got up,
turned the TV off, and ejected the video. After
returning it to it's hidden place, she turned to me.
'Well, bedtime for us now!'

'Okay,' I said, and resided to the fact that nothing
would EVER happen between Anna and I. And now I would
have to spend a whole night in bed with her, relishing
in that fact!

* * *

I got into bed first, and Anna went and got changed in
the bathroom. When she came back she was wearing a long
T-shirt and a pair of panties, not the revealing
negligee I had hoped for.
'Ready to turn the lights out?' she asked.

'Sure,' I said.

With that she flicked the switch and slid into bed on
my left side. Anna lay there, still, for a moment, then
said, 'Goodnight, Jason!'

'When we get up in the morning, I'll make you a cup of
tea,' I said. 'I always do that for girls that spend a
night in bed with me!'

'Sounds great,' she said.

'Goodnight.'

We both shuffled around until we were comfortable. It
was strange knowing there was such a cute girl in my
bed, but I tried to control my excitement and just get
some sleep. Within five minutes the silence was broken
by sounds from the next room, the room Linda and Sam
were sleeping in.

'Do you hear that?' Anna asked softly.

'Sounds like... bedsprings!' I said.

'Damn! I thought we'd missed the show!' Anna sighed.

We lay there and listened, thinking it would be over in
a few minutes. I could believe that as Linda was so
good looking, I certainly couldn't have hoped to last
more that a minute or two with her! But the sounds went
on, and got louder.

'My god!' said Anna. 'She's really moaning now! What's
he doing to her?!'

I knew exactly what he was doing to her! We both
continued to listen, all the while, the erection in my
boxer-shorts was getting bigger and bigger. I couldn't
escape the thought of what it would be like to fuck
Linda like that, and make her moan with pleasure. Anna
was obviously sharing my thoughts!

'This is making me so horny! I'm dripping wet!' Anna
said out of the blue. 'Shame I left my vibrator at
home!'

Whether it was an invitation or not, what happened next
probably happened because we were both drunk. I quickly
rolled over to Anna and ran my right hand over the
front of her panties and down between her legs. She was
too slow to close her legs, and I began rubbing at the
damp patch of her panties.

'Jason!' she protested for a moment, then said,
'actually that feels good...'

I rubbed up and down, pressing into the dampened
fabric, longing to feel the moist warmth of her pussy.
My fingers moved under the edges of her panties and
brushed against a thin strip of pubic hair, which they
followed all the way down to her soft wet spot. I eased
the tips of my fingers in between her soft, swollen
pussy lips and dipped them into her warm vagina.

Anna moaned a little, then shuffled and lifted her
bottom up, pushing the panties down to her ankles,
where she kicked them off and onto the floor. Free of
this restriction, she opened her legs wide so I could
push deeper inside.

'I don't know what my girlfriend will think of this...'
Anna said, but still made no effort to stop me.

'Don't tell her!' I said, 'Or just say we were both
drunk, which we are!' I pushed my fingers in all the
way to the knuckle, and stroked at the slippery walls
of her pussy, while on the other side of the wall, Sam
fucked Linda as if his life depended on it.

Anna was squeezing her nipples through her shirt as my
fingers stood in for her vibrator. She moved her hips
against my fingers, and was breathing heavily. I pushed
my groin against her so she would feel how hard I was
and hopefully return the favour. But instead she was
too embroiled in her own pleasure, and continued to
writhe and make soft moaning noises beside me on the
bed.

The noises from next-door were coming faster and harder
now, as the head-board of Linda and Sam's bed banged
against the wall. Anna was getting closer and closer to
orgasm too, and it seemed she might come in time with
the nymphomaniacs in the next room! All of a sudden
Linda screamed out 'Yes! Yes!' and all fell silent. I
stopped my movements inside Anna and lay still, in case
someone heard us.

'Keep going, Jason!' Anna begged, whispering into my
ear. 'You're so good at this! My girlfriend could learn
some lessons from you!' So I resumed the in-and-out
motion of my two fingers inside her tight, hot little
pussy. I could smell the scent of her warm juices now,
and it made me really hot. All I wanted to do was leap
on top of her and fuck her, but I wouldn't do it if she
didn't want to. Besides, I was grateful just to have my
fingers inside her!

Suddenly she grabbed my cock through my boxer-shorts
and held it tightly.

'Lay on your back,' she said, almost commanding. I
obeyed, and as I did so, she tugged my boxers down and
pulled my fingers from her dripping wet cunt. Then she
swung her left leg over me and straddled me, my cock
for the first time feeling the pussy juices that were
flowing readily from her.

'I thought you were a lesbian,' I said, then realising
I may have uttered the words that would cost me
everything I'd been working towards.

'Listen,' she said, 'the last thing Sam and Linda are
expecting is the sound of fucking coming from OUR room!
If they were happy to do it, and do it loudly, just as
we were trying to get to sleep, then we're gonna show
them something! Besides, I'm so hot right now, I've
just gotta come or I'll go mad! I only come when I use
a dildo, and right now, this is the closest thing I can
find!' Once more she grabbed my cock.

As she aimed it towards her pussy I said, 'Don't you
want to use a condom?!'

'I take the pill to control my periods, so don't worry,
darling, we'll be just fine!' Without waiting for my
response she eased my cock into her hot pussy. It felt
so good, especially as I hadn't had sex in a while.

'Oh yeah,' I moaned as my long hard shaft slid into
her. She rocked back and forth, using my dick to bring
her closer to orgasm, moaning more and more as Linda
had done. I pulled Anna's shirt up and over her head so
I could freely cup and squeeze her petite little
breasts. She panted and moaned as I rolled her nipples
in between my fingers, coating them with her own love
juices. Over Anna's noise I could hear talking in the
next room, and it seemed like Anna's insanely
competitive idea was having its effect.

The feeling was amazing, the idea that the others were
listening to us fucking, and wondering what the hell
was going on!

Yes! Yes! OH YEAH!' Anna was trembling as her pussy
pulsated around my cock. She was coming, and coming
hard, and the force of it made me come too. I shot wave
after wave of hot sperm inside her, and her pussy
squeezed at my cock, taking in every last drop.

Anna collapsed on top of me and lay still, still
breathing hard. 'That was my first time with a guy, you
know,' she said.

'How was it?' I asked.

'Well,' she smiled at me, 'it was better than I
expected, but don't go thinking you've turned me
straight! This is a one-off!'

'Sounds fair enough, but next time will you want to
share a bed with me again?'

She thought for a moment and said, 'Yes, but I'll have
to remember to forget my vibrator!'

END

[llcoolj58]

Truth or Dare

As I sat alone in my room staring up at the wall, I just started to think about the past. I had arrived home for the first time in over four months. My first semester of college had officially come to an end. I hadn't done quite as well as I had hoped in my classes but, all in all, I felt alright. Well, I felt alright mentally at least. My balls had become somewhat blue during my stay at college. I Had an on off girlfriend, but all we had really done so far was make out. Needless to say, I felt a little unfulfilled.

It was then that my mind drifted to thoughts of Molly. We had dated for almost a year during my junior and senior year of high school, and had been quite serious. My cock couldn't help but get a little hard as I thought back on all the blowjobs she had given me in her bedroom, with her mom downstairs. Or the time that I had fingered her pussy in an empty movie theater. I remembered the way her body would tense up and she would grab my arm as she came.

That was when I got the idea to call her. We hadn't really talked all that much since we had broken up. She called me a few times, but it was mostly just awkward, forced conversation. Though I had never really stopped thinking about her. Not so much in an emotional way, but a raw physical lust. I decided that the next day I would call her and just see what happened. In the worst case she would just tell me to go to hell.

It was about nine o clock the next night, as I sat in front of the phone starring at the receiver. How was I going to do this? There was no way this would work. She is just going to think I am an asshole. What the hell. She already thinks I am an asshole probably. I might as well just find out.

So I picked up the phone and dialed her all too familiar cell phone number. I could hear my heart pounding in my throat as it began to ring. After he second ring I began to think she wouldn't pick up and I could put this off for another day. Then I heard the click and "Hello?", the soft sound of her voice. "Hey Molly, its Joe". As the words left my mouth followed by what felt like infinite silence. "How have you been, it s been a while." I said, trying desperately to keep my voice from shaking. "Yeah, I'm alright". She said, I couldn t quite tell if I detected a hint of anger in her voice. "How was school?" I said in a feeble attempt to make some small talk. "Not too great, I got C's in most of my classes". She said in a depressed tone. "That's too bad, I didn't do great either." "I've missed seeing you". I said it almost before I could even think about it. "What?" She sounded surprised. "I want to see you". I had now gained a little more confidence in what I was doing "How can you say that, you haven't called me in forever." She was getting angry. "I'm sorry, I was just embarrassed. I really need to see you though. I can t stop thinking about you and the times we used to have." I tried desperately to mollify her anger. "We did have fun". She said in a weak voice. I could hardy believe it. "You wouldn't believe how horny I am right now." I figured I might as well go for it. "Well, I guess we could meet somewhere". As she said it, my heart leaped. When I thought about calling her I never thought she would actually want to go through with it, this was amazing. My cock already began to stiffen in my pants. "Why don't you come up here and see me." She said in a much calmer tone than before. "I don't know, I always feel so uncomfortable at your house. You mom is so nosey." I began to think of other options. My house was a no go. My dad was always around. "Where then?" As she said it, it hit me. "We are both eighteen now, what about a hotel?" It was a stroke of genius. "Are you serious?" "Yeah, why not?" "Well, I guess that's cool." "Ok then, let's figure this out. "

We agreed to meet the next night at the hotel off the freeway about halfway in between our houses. That way it was fair. As I pulled my car into the parking lot, I was overwhelmed with excitement. We had arranged it so that I would go into the hotel alone and get a room by myself. That way no one would think she was a hooker. I would then call her and she would come up to the room. I put the key into the door and turned the knob. I tossed my coat onto one of the beds. I had purchased a litre of vodka to lighten the mood as well, I set it on the counter. I then sat on the bed a dialed her number. The knock on the door caught me half by surprise. I had to keep myself from running right to the door. I turned the knob and swung open the door.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Molly wasn't the most beautiful girl in the world. But she definitely had her merits. She had long black hair. She was half Ecuadorian, and you could easily tell by looking at her. She had semi-dark skin. Her boobs were pretty small, somewhere between an a and b cup. It was her ass that was truly amazing. It was big, but not in a bad way. It stuck out nicely in the back and had a nice heart shape to it. She stood there in the doorway as I looked her up and down. She had a white sundress and white pumps. She looked very hot. "Come in." We walked over to the bed. She sat down and took off her shoes. I got us something to drink. I sat next to her on the bed and slowly placed my hand on her hip. I leaned over and kiss her soft lips as I moved my hand slowly upwards. I could feel the heat coming off her tight wet pussy. I remembered that she never wore anything but thongs, and today was no exception. I took my other hand and pushed the other side of her dress up past her waist. Her pussy was now pressing directly against my crotch, separated only by one piece of fabric. I slowly slipped the dress up the rest of the way and completely off. I was pleasantly surprised to see that she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Let's have some drinks." I suggested as I lie on top of her nearly naked body. "Ok" We got up and I went into the bathroom and got two cups. When I came back out she was standing up by the desk. I now got a good look at her small pouty breasts. I could also see that her little red thong had begun to bleed through with the juices from her pussy. We each took about 5 shots from the bottle. I was still feeling ok, a little dizzy but still good. I cold tell she was quite tipsy. "You know, I ve noticed that you are wearing quite a bit more clothes than I am." She said in a playful voice. "We should do something about that. " She walked over to me and got onto her knees. She undid the button of my pants and slowly unzipped them. I took off my shirt and threw it across the room. She let my pants fall to the floor and I kicked them off as well. She then proceeded to pull down my boxers and expose my hard throbbing cock. I don t mean to brag at all. I am just being honest, but I happen to have a big dick. The last time I measured it, it came out just over nine inches.

In her drunkenness she had her head to close to my crotch and when my cock fell out of my boxers it hit her in the forehead with a light slapping noise. "Hehe ooopps" She said with a laugh as she was looking up at me. She then took the head of my cock into her mouth. I remembered the feeling so well. Her hot lips wrapped around my shaft. The feeling of the roof of her mouth as my cock moved in and out. "I have an idea. Are you feeling adventurous?" I asked her with a smirk. "Maybe" She smiled up at me. "Why don t we play a game of truth or dare. But with a more adult spin on it." "Ok. But I need to go to the bathroom first." She said getting up from her knees. She walked into the bathroom and shut the door part of the way. I was pretty well in the moment not to mention pretty drunk, so I decided to go visit her. I opened the door slowly and she looked up and smiled at me. "What are you doing in here." "I didn't want to go limp in the downtime." I walked right up to her, grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down onto my cock. She started to suck but then stopped briefly. "Joe I'm peeing." I ignored her and forced her head back down onto my wet cock. This time I put both of my hands firmly on the back of her head and pushed her head as far down onto my cock as it would go. Once she finished I grabbed her by the arm and we both went back out to the bed. We each took two more shots and lay back on the bed.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"So lets get this started. Truth or dare. I said as I lay beside her." "Ummm dare." "Ok I dare you to take two of my fingers in your pussy all the way to the knuckle." I saw her eyes widen a bit "No problem", she said as she lay back and spread her legs open exposing her pink eighteen year old pussy. I positioned my fingers at the entrance to her waiting vagina and pressed them slowly in. As I moved them deeper inside of her I felt her hole tightening. I was just barley able to get them all the way in. "See I told you" She said, her face visibly restraining a moan. "Now it your turn, truth or dare?" "Hmmm, dare" "Ok I dare you to lick my pussy." " That's weak" I said and got into a position in front of her I slowly inserted my tongue into her wet waiting vagina. Her juices tasted strong but not bad. I licked her up and down a few times and sat back up. "That was too easy, and now its your turn Truth or Dare." "Dare. Do your worst." She said defiantly. "Ok, if you think you can handle it. Same dare as last time, just in your ass." This time her eyes almost shot out of her head as I said. "No way! Not in my ass." She folded her arms. "Come on you have to it's the rules." I said with a smirk. She slowly let her arms fall to her sides. "Now be a good girl and bend over." With an unhappy look on her face she bent over in front of me. "Be a dear, and spread those asscheeks of yours would you." I said just to add insult to injury. She slowly brought her hands back and spread open her ass exposing her pink rosebud of an asshole. I slowly brought my finger up to the entrance of her ass. Boldly going where no man has gone before. "Fuck you" And with that I forced my fingers down deep inside her tight hole. She let out a yelp as I first entered her rectum. And she pleaded with me to pull out as I forced them still deeper. Before long I was knuckle deep inside her tight ass. "Ok now pull out " "Alright, why don't you whine some more?" "Its my turn, I choose dare." "Hmmmm, I can't think of anything, can I just go again." "I guess, in fact I just thought of a very good dare, but it will take a little time." "What is it?" "You have to order a pizza, and when it gets here you answer the door totally nude." "No way, not going to happen!" "Hey, you agreed already, you have to do it. And Im not done. You answer the door nude and then you have to seduce the pizza man and give him head right in the doorway." "Oh my god.. NO!" "You have to. Go get the phone book." "I won't do it." "It's the rules." "God dammit I hate you." She then walked over to the phone and flipped through the phone book. I heard her pick up the phone Yes, I'd like to order a large pepperoni pizza please. Umm for delivery. Yes we are at the holiday hotel off of 6. OK thanks. "He said it will be 15-30 minutes." "Well just be ready" "You re an asshole." "Hmmm that so, well I decided to make an addendum to my dare. While we are waiting for the pizza, I get to fuck you." "WHAT" "Yep, Bend over"

Her spirit essentially broken, she did as I said and I walked up behind her and forced my cock deep inside her. We kept this up for a while until we heard a knock on the door. "Looks like he's here. You better take another shot." She grabbed the bottle and took a long drink. She then walked over to the door and slowly turned the handle. The portly middle-aged pizza man stood in the doorway and read his receipt. "Hi I have a a a.." He slowly trailed off as he noticed the naked girl in front of him. "Oh my pizza. There's a small problem. I cant pay for it. But maybe we can disscuss another form of payment." Before he could say a word she got to her knees and unzipped his pants. I sat watching from the bed as she pulled out his soft small dick and began to suck on it. She bobbed on his cock for a few minutes then I saw his face grimace. "Oh god I m cumming." Molly had never liked guys to cum in her mouth and she usually told them before hand. So when she pulled his dick out of her mouth suddenly she expected him to point it away from her. But in his surprise he aimed right for her. His streams of cum landing square in her mouth on her face and in her hair. "Oh my god what are you doing." "Im sorry." "Just get out!" She slammed the door on him. She walked over to the bed a sat down looking disgusted "Happy. She asked." "Of course. I have to pee. Then I will fuck you some more." I walked to the bathroom and closed the door. I thought back over the evening as I took a long piss. When I came back into the room I saw that Molly had passed out on the bed. Not wanting to waste perfectly good pussy I rolled her onto her back and spread her legs. I then proceeded to give her the fucking of a lifetime. After about ten minutes her pussy began to bore me. So I flipped her over and began to go to town on her ass. I came after about ten more minutes deep inside her. I then went to sleep on the other bed. When I awoke the next morning I found her still passed out, so I took the liberty to fuck her one last time. This time I dropped the load all in her tight little snatch.

It s been a while since then, I wonder how she is. I haven t called her since that night. The end

[fableblade]

Good Stories hope to read more soon, No rush

[llcoolj58]

Woman's Story: One-on-One

It was a Thursday afternoon, which meant game day at our high school. I was on the girls basketball team so I helped set up for the boys game. I went into the gym to find my ex-boyfriend shooting around. He looked at me and I looked at him and we both just smiled. I looked over to see the economics teacher Mr. Tanke deeply reading his news paper. I paid him no mind and went on to talk to Leron. As we went on talking, somehow the subject of sex came up (mind you that all of the time we were together we never fucked) and he suggested that we go into the locker room. Being the stubborn person that I am I asked why. He shook his head in anguish as if he were mad at me, and I hate that, so I said sure. He looked pretty surprised but wasn't completely shocked. He took my hand and led me into the locker room to find it completely empty. He took me to the back portion which was called the cage. He threw me against the wall and we began to kiss deeply and passionately. Before I knew it I felt his hard dick in his warm up suit and I couldn't help but to drop to my knees and suck his sweet long cock. It felt and tasted so good in my mouth that I wanted to swallow it all, and before I knew it he exploded in my mouth. It tasted so great he was surprised to see that a 18-year-old could suck so well. He then feel to his knees and pushed me onto the floor and ate my sweet little pussy vigorously. I had no choice but to cum in his mouth. I was still wet and he was hard again. We fucked hard for about fifteen minutes or so before we both came. I guess all the noise we were making attracted attention cause before we knew it one of his team mates walked in. We looked up from the floor and laughed. He laughed too and said it's game time. Leron said, OK, just give me a minute. We quickly dressed and left out of different exits of the locker room. It was the best one-on-one ever. No winner, no loser, just both opponents satisfied.

Woman's Story: Summer Break

The summer before I came to college, I went on a two- week trip to Mexico. My high school group met up with ones from Indiana and Florida. I was hot for a guy from Indiana named Rick. I'm not sure why, he wasn't my type at all. He was cute in that Superman/Clark Kent way, and he never said much. Well, the last night of the trip I got drunk at a disco in Puerto Vallarta. My friend Nikki, who had a thing for a different Indiana guy, was with me and we motivated each other to go try to hook up with them. I did the sluttiest thing ever and walked up to Rick with my room key and said, "If you come with me now, you're going to get laid." He accepted the offer. The minute we got back to the room we started taking our clothes off. I started by sucking him off. He had the biggest dick I've ever seen, long and fat. I got a little scared. He started to finger me and I was dripping pussy juice all over his hand. I laid down on the bed and spread my legs. I figured we would just go straight to fucking, but instead he licked me softly and nibbled my clit. I was grabbing handfuls of his hair and groaning. I wanted him to fuck me so bad. He was getting off on it to. I was basically begging for him to give it to me. Finally he stopped eating me and slipped his dick in. I felt something rip but I wasn't about to stop him. We fucked like animals all over the bed, we did positions I had never done before (hey, I was just out of high school). when it was over we lay there sweating and panting. I realized that huge cock had torn me open and I was starting to get sore. Since it was the last night of the trip, the next morning we said goodbye and went to our separate groups. I had trouble walking for days.

Woman's Story: First, Best, Hardest

I was at my boyfriend's house and we were talking about love. He said he loved me and that he thought the time was right. I had thought that for a long time already. I was wearing a low-cut spandex shirt and a mini skirt, that's all. No underwear. I quickly agreed and jumped onto the bed. We were both virgins. He started by pulling off my shirt, squeezing my nipples and licking all over my round, full tits. He was driving me crazy. I unzipped his pants and took out his thick, big, hard cock. God, he must have had 8 inches. I started stroking it, and in about a minute he came without even touching my cunt. I groaned, "You're a sure thing, aren't you?" I slipped his huge prick into my pussy, and got on top. I rode him until he flipped me over and slammed into me. He howled, "I'm gonna fuck you harder than you ever will be again, you little whore." And he did. I had to muffle my screams with a pillow. He got me off many times that night, more than any other guy ever could. He finished by again sucking my huge, firm tits. We are still having sex, 6 years later, and I've never had better than him.

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Woman's Story: First Time Blow Job

Joey was a few years older than me. He was so cute and strong, and I admired him and thought he was really exciting.

When he invited me over to his house one day, I enthusiastically walked to the bus and got there as soon as I could. His mother was home and he introduced us.

"Let's go to my room," he said, and his mother looked at me approvingly.

We sat on his bed for a few minutes, talking about school. Then he asked me if he could teach me something that I hadn't learned in class -- how to get a boy off. I giggled and agreed, hoping his mother wouldn't know. I heard her doing the dishes while Joey unbuttoned his Levi's (I remember those so clearly -- and he wasn't wearing underwear). He took off his pants and held his cock in his hand, which looked massive to me.

He told me to grab it. Then he told me to suck on it, so I bent down, my face cautiously moving toward him.

He smelled clean and the skin of his cock was smooth. I was warm and comfortable and pleased with myself that I was learning this great lesson about sex. I wrapped my mouth around and ventured to suck, like he had asked.

"Just slide your mouth up and down," he suggested, and I did. He pushed my head down, encouraging me. Then his hand covered my hand (which was wrapped around the base of his cock still) and he made motion for me to stroke him. It was difficult to coordinate with the sucking, but it didn't take long before he started shaking and making soft moaning noises. He pulled away from me quickly, and I watched his cock spray cum on his bed in front of me.

Woman's Story: Her First Time


In high school I felt like the only virgin around. All my friends were doing it, and while I went out with guys all the time, I never met anyone who I really wanted to fuck. I wanted my first time to be special, and all the guys I dated were just too lame.

Still, I was horny as hell. I masturbated all the time, in the morning, after school, at night, I even locked myself in a plane bathroom and fingered myself. I became obsessed with cumming, it just felt so good. I would go online read a nasty story, get all wet, and then lie on my stomach on my bed, and hump my right hand...Still, there was something missing...namely a cock.

My parents sent my best friend and I on a graduation trip and I vowed to myself I was going to get my cherry popped. After a couple days of sitting on the beach and checking everyone out through my sunglasses, I saw this really really hot guy...Well, it didn't take long for us to get to his hotel room.

We started out slow, he carefully undid my bikini top, and touched my boobs... we kissed gently and pulled at each other. I got hotter than I ever have with a guy and began to feel my pussy get wet and tense. I moved closer to him, unlaced his trunks and saw my first real penis. Oh my god it was beautiful, it sprung up to meet me. I really couldn't believe how big and hard it was. I am used to sticking my finger in my pussy...and not even that, I usually just play with my clit until I cum. So, needless to say, I was a little worried.

Nick (that's his name) was really sweet...he sucked me all over, my breasts, my neck, my stomach, my clit...his lips made me so hot and horny. I touched his penis and wanted to suck it, but realized I really just wanted it in my pussy, I mean I can give head whenever. Nick sat on the bed and I tried to lower myself onto his cock, but it was so big...I could get it half way in, but it hurt, and I wanted him to be able to really fuck me...I wanted to feel his weight on me. We rotated and he mounted me, at first he just placed his hard cock near my pussy and made me move my hips searching for it...then he slowly pressed it into me. It was so warm and hard I really felt the best connection with him. It hurt like hell, but then again I was being fucked so I can't really complain.

After about 8 strokes of him entering my vagina, we really got into a rhythm. I stopped having to cringe with pain and began to pant, he was making me so hot. Nick pumped my pussy and I began to yell, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck my wet pussy...yeah yeah fuck me." I don't even know where it came from...But yelling make it so much better. He did fuck me, and while I have nothing to compare it to, it was so much better than fingering myself. As his cock slid in and out of me and my pussy got tighter around it, his cock got bigger and exploded so much cum into me...The best thing was, he kept pumping a little, as if he was trying to really jam the cum in me...It was the best feeling in the world. I cannot wait to be fucked again!!!!!!

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Woman's Story: Vibrator first time

The first time I went shopping for a vibrator, my friend and I stopped by Good Vibrations in San Francisco. They have a great selection and wonderfully enthusiastic employees, who suggested I try out one of the vibrators in their "dressing room." It was explained to me that I need to keep my underwear on, but that I can try out how it feels. I brought one into the private room, dropped my pants and turned on the vibrator. It had a healthy buzz, despite the fact that it was a small device -- "perfect for travel."

I brought the vibrator between my legs while I stayed standing, and placed it right on top of my clit. I'm telling you, it took literally five seconds for me to come. I didn't even know what hit me.

"Hmmmm. I guess this one will work fine," I said to myself, smiling and feeling the pussy juice through my panties with my fingers.

[kolpaz]

Good Stories hope to read more soon, No rush

damn, you read all that already?? haha

[llcoolj58]

Woman's Story: Chat Buddy, Fuck Buddy

I had been talking to this guy on the internet for about 3 months. He was obviously sex crazy. We had been constantly flirting and there was definitely a sexual attraction. He lived about 2 hours away, so finally one night I drove up there. After some chit chat and a few beers/shots of whiskey, he came up from behind me and kissed me. We ended up grinding each other while I was straddling him. I was so wet and I couldn't handle it anymore. We practically ripped each other's clothes off. His cock was massive and very thick. I slowly worked my way onto his cock and it felt wonderful inside me. He was holding my hips and thrusting into me like he hadn't had sex in years. I had the biggest orgasm of my life and he instantly came inside of me. We relaxed for a bit, trying to concentrate on the movie we were gonna watch, but I couldn't resist and began blowing him for all I was worth. He came twice in my mouth before we straightened up and I drove the 2 hours home at 4am. Best sex I've had yet...

Woman's Story: On the Phone...In Person

I met a guy on the internet. On the second night we were chatting things turned into a certain direction. He told me he was sitting in the living room with his PC, and that his brother could come home anytime. But we were so fucking horny that he started to stroke himself. And as he told me how hard he was getting I couldn't resist and started rubbing my clit (luckily I have my laptop in my room). He told me how he would lift up my shirt and kiss my nipples. I wanted to make him come so bad...and told him how excited I would get to rub his crotch and take out his hard dick and put it in my mouth...licking it from the bottom to the top, playing with his balls. He told me that he came all over his keyboard.

Then after just 4 days, we were so damn horny and exited about each other that I called him on the phone...and you can imagine what happened... When I could hear him breathing heavy...omg...I was getting so wet. He told me that he would kiss my tummy, heading to my pussy, kissing it and slowly eating it out. He said after doing that he would put me on the kitchen table and fuck me with all he had...knowing that I was touching myself totally turned him on..and imagining that my finger going in and out of my pussy was his dick made me so horny that I came, when he was telling me "I am going to cum".

We talked for a few months on the phone, but then decided to meet...as you can imagine we were super horny when we met. I knew that he didn't have a girlfriend for some time, so when I started to stroke his dick through his pants on the parking lot he got hard right away. As I got totally exited too, we decided to get into his car. I unbuttoned his jeans and touched his big cock, stroking it hard, while he was breathing heavy. I had told him before that I don't swallow, but the second he said he was coming I had put my mouth on his dick...all the time being afraid that someone would walk up to the car and see what we were doing. Jeez, how I loved the feeling of him being so horny and me being the one who made him cum so hard...

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Man's Story: Fast Food Fuck

I had just starting going out with a woman I worked with at this small restaurant and we happened to have a closing shift together. All night long I had been having the hardest time keeping my mind off of her ass and on the orders I was making. I had to go into the walk in refrigerator twice just to "cool off." Finally, the place was closed and we were the last employees there. We knew we shouldn't do it, but the temptation was too great...we started making out in the kitchen, leaning up against one of the counters she had just wiped down. In no time at all, I had a hard on. She got up so she was sitting on the counter, and reached down and undid my pants and got out my dick, stroking it to keep it hard. She lifted up her skirt and pushed her panties aside, and then guided me into her. She scooted to the edge of the counter and wrapped her legs around my waist. God, that was such a hot fuck, my knees almost went out from under me. After we finished, we had to clean the counter up again, then finish our closing chores. Then we went back to her place and fucked some more. I'm glad I got another job soon after that, 'cause it weirded me out to be making food on the same counter where we had been fucking.


Woman's Story: Sex in the Break Room


I live almost an hour away from my boyfriend so it's hard to see each other often. One day I went to see him at his work. It was a Sunday so hardly anyone came in and he was pretty much the only person there. There is a "break room" that he led me into. We first started making out...feeling....touching...then he asked me if I wanted to see his cock. Of course I did. There it was, big and hard. I started to jerk him off, slowly but faster and faster as we went. Before I knew it I had his cock in my mouth. It tasted so good and so warm. After a while he unzipped my pants and started fingering my pussy. I jerked him off as he fingered my pussy. We came together. It was sooo good and so hot because any minute someone could have walked in on us.

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Man's Story: Co-Worker Kim


I met Kim at work. She was a hot luscious married blonde with long legs, great ass and great boobs. We got to talking and found out she wasn't happily married and wasn't getting enough. One day I was complaining about my girl and she suggested we have an affair since we were both unhappy. I took her by her hand to the parking lot and kissed her in a dark corner.

The next day we went to "lunch" and parked outside my apartment. We started kissing and petting-she was wearing a slinky black dress and I pulled out a tit and bit and sucked on it. Then I fingered her neatly trimmed blonde pussy and made her grab my cock. Took her inside and on the sofa we French kissed, then she suddenly started undressing leaving only her thong panties on. I got naked, rock hard, and we locked into another wet kiss. I whispered "I want to fuck you bad" into her ear and she said "fuck me-I want you so bad" so I laid her down roughly on the floor and get into a 69 position. I started eating her pussy and playing with her hole. I just licked and licked until she came-it felt great having my dick in her mouth as she had her orgasm.

Next I picked her up and placed her on the couch, taking the thong off, and spread her legs and lifted her ass in the air. I took my dick and slid it inside her moist cunt, telling her how beautiful she was and how much I'd wanted to fuck her. I started humping her gently, but she wanted harder-and shouted as much! I rammed into her harder, telling her she was my woman now, my slut, and that I was going to fuck her as much as I wanted! She kept saying "oh yeah" as I fucked her blonde pussy. Next I laid her face down on the sofa and penetrated her again. She kept saying "fuck me" as I felt it was coming. I pulled it out and telling her I was making her mine splattered my cum on her tits and I rubbed it on her and made her do the same. I fucked her dozens of times during the year it lasted until her husband found out and we had to stop.

Man's Story: In the Elevator


I've seen her many times before in the elevator as we normally go up to our respective floors. We always exchange that kind of look. One day, the elevator was overcrowded and she was pressed on her back to me. She didn't seem to mind, in fact, she was slowly wiggling and rubbing her ass on my bulging cock. When she didn't walk out on her floor, I know something more than my cock is up.

Without even once looking at me, she stood next to me, both of us facing the door. She held her coat in a manner that covered my crotch. Her other hand, under her coat, was making way to my fly, and before anything, my fly was opened and she was stroking my cock up and down. It felt so hot and thinking that people going in and out of the elevator might see what's going on really burn me up. And all the while, she kept a straight face.

The elevator must have gone up and down a hundred times, but she kept going, stroking me harder and harder still. Finally I was ready to cum, so I murmured, this is it. With that, she stopped and squeeze my cock really hard, I couldn't stand the agony. I couldn't quite cum, and was panting hard. Finally she said, "Not on my coat you wont...". Then, she let go my cock, still hard, as the elevator open again, she turned to me and give me a quick kiss on my cheek and smiled. While going out, she said, "Find me....". I only had barely enough time to put my aching cock back into my pants. But I did find her, only to find out that she is my VP of Operations... Oooops..

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Airport


It was a long flight from Denver to New York, the redeye, but I knew that the plush first class seating, a couple of drinks,
and my own exhaustion Would make it an easy flight.

What I hadn’t expected was the sultry redhead in the seat next to me. Stunning, beautiful clothes, and possessed of a rare
beauty with high cheekbones, a strong jaw, and deep knowing eyes. Her intelligence was obvious, both in her manner and later,
in her conversation.

We got along famously - Two married women stuck in a speeding jet, with only our own company. In the darkened cabin, we
chatted through the flight, making the time seem like minutes rather than hours.

Before we knew it, dawn was breaking, and we began our descent.
When we landed, neither one of us wanted the magic to end, and had a great laugh when we discovered our cars were in the same parking lot.

But eventually, we had to part. We got to my car first, and I knew it was over. The real world was upon us. I stumbled out a
farewell and clumsily stuck my hand out to shake hands.

She took my hand and pulled me to her, kissing me fully on the lips. My bags dropped from my hands as we fell into an embrace.
She tasted as good as she looked and we fit together like we were meant to be doing this.

I opened the door to my car and moved the front seat forward as far as it would go. We climbed in the back, her sitting on the seat,
me kneeling in front of her. We went after each other, tearing at clothes, needing, wanting, demanding.

My blouse open exposing Her dress at her waist I dropped down. Tongue ready I aimed right at her cunt.

I reached for her ass, and pulled her forward to the edge of the seat, impaling her on my tongue, fucking her with my tongue,
swirling in and around tasting her bud, her hole. She groaned, a deep throaty moan, as I thrust my fingers into her.

Her arms were wrapped tightly around my head forcing me into her, begging me to go deeper. Again and again, I pounded my fingers
into her, as I licked and sucked and teased her clitty, pulling her ass to me. Little noises came out of her. Yes, yes, yes, she said,
More, more, she pleaded. As she finally, reached her peak, She clutched me even tighter. I pulled her into me forcing my fingers,
three of them as far as they could go. Light butterfly kisses and deep sucks devoured her cunt, as she came.

Cars on the highway behind us zoomed past unknowing, a traffic helicopter hovered in the distance, as we changed places and prayed
no one came to check out the noises in parking lot E.

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Ann's Story - 3

Chapter 7

Shopping


Getting ready for the weeding was kind of a chore but I still needed to get to
the lingerie shop with Susie. I made a date with Susie for a Saturday afternoon
and arrived at her parents home. They said to come in and Susie was upstairs.
I went up to Susie's room and knocked, she opened the door and told me to come
in. She was at that time shaving her cunt for Herb. She showed me the proper
way to shave a pussy and ass so you don't get cuts on them. I watched very so
fasinated. She then said she had some other sexy lingerie and wanted to know
if I wanted to wear it. I said, why not. I stripped out of my clothes, my
white lace bra, white garterbelt and beige lace panties. She gave me a bright
red lace garterbelt, red lace french panties which were very lose in the
crotch which Susie said to me were good for fucking while wearing because I
always had Cliff's load in my panties anyhow. This way he could fuck me with
my panties on and then his load would run out of my cunt into them. One thing
about Susie, she always looked out for me and my pleasures. I then hooked
my beige stockings to the garter attachment and then Susie gave me a red lace
full slip and a red lace bra. I then put on my outer clothes. We went to shop.

We arrived at Fifi's Corseteria and went in. The one lady recognized Susie and
immediately came over. Susie introduced me as her sister-in-law to be. Susie
explained to the lady I wanted to see everything she had in garterbelts, bras,
slips, panties, stockings, corsets, brasellettes and anything else in sexy
lingerie. She showed us garterbelts first and I picked out a red, orange and
black one. In panties I picked three black pairs, three red, one blue crotch-
less, one green with black trim crotchless, and a yellow bikini style. I
picked out all different color stockings to go with the many outfits I had.
I spied a pair of purple french lace wide crotch panties which I also selected
for my wardrobe,plus I selected a complete outfit of bright yellow laced
panties, garterbelt, bra, stockings and full and half-slip. Also selected a
blue, green, brown and two black full slips with french scalloped lace at the
top and bottom of each slip. I also selected matching bras of the same color
plus I got two of the nippleless bras like Susie had. I got a black and red
lace brasellette and a dark blue waist cincher type corset with six suspender
straps instead of the usual four suspenders. We went back to my house. No one
was home so we went to my bedroom and I tried most of the lingerie on.

Susie claimed that with seeing and feeling all this frilly lingerie it was
making her as hot as a fire. I said the same and told her how I had dropped a
load in my panties when I had seen her in her crotchless black lace panties
that night when we had caught her blowing (new word I learned from Susie)
Herb. She said she remembered the incident well. She now said she was so hot
she felt like playing with herself. I said to go right ahead and asked if she
did it much. She said since she was twelve years old and had read about it in
a book she tried at least three or four times a week until she started having
sex with Herb. She said at a later date she would tell me how Herb and she had
started out sucking and fucking, plus now adding rimming and reaming.

Susie slipped off her dress and white full slip and stood there in white
laced garterbelt, stockings, bra, crotchless panties and white pumps. I said
she looked good enough to eat. I then undressed down to the red sexy lingerie
Susie had earlier given me. Susie said I also looked good enough to eat. Some-
where an idea was formulating because Susie casually brushed my arm and like a
shot of electric coursed thru me. I said something phony about her bra strap
and acted like I was going to adjust it. As I touched her strap she trembled a
little and all of a sudden I lost my thinking and I cupped her breast thru the
bra. She lost her head and put her lips to mine and started french kissing me.
I responded in kind though I was mixed up. This girl was to be my sister-in-
law, but then I thought she would be no blood relative and this was not incest
of any kind. Susie slipped her hand up the red tap panties I had on and touched
the lips of my cunt. I climaxed on her finger. While still holding the kiss
I felt for her pussy and touched her clitoris and started rubbing it. Slowly
at first and then faster with Susie looking into my eyes with a love that only
one women knows for another women. She said she was going to cum and I dropped
to my knees and started working my tongue in and out of her cunt hole till she
climaxed violently and collapsed on the floor. She said Herb had blown her
pussy many times but he never ate her out like I did. I said this was the
first time I had ever tasted another girl's cunt but it was delicious and I
wanted to do it again very soon. Susie said she had done it a few times
with two of her girlfriends but that is another story. Susie said for me to
lay down and she would give me a blow-job. Susie loved the word "blow-job", she
also had a way with sex words, as Herb said and later Cliff. Susie could use
the must vulgar words and the most detailed descriptions of sex acts and make
it sound like a symphony of love. She was a gifted person in that area.
She could also put you in positions that would embarass you greatly for a
short period of time till you figured out her motives.

I did not lay down, but reclined in a chaise type lounge I had in my room.
Susie sat down directly in front of me with her bald cunt staring me in the
face. I pulled on side of the billowing panties aside, wet my finger and
started to rub my pussy very gently. Susie watched me very intently as I
speeded up the motion, then she stood and came over and stood along side me
leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips. She started stoking my hair as I
continued to finger myself with one hand and rub my left nipple with the
other. Susie gave me another kiss and leaned over and started sucking my
tits one at a time. She was a picture leaning over me in all white with her
white bra, garterbelt, stockings, high heeled shoes and crotchless panties
right in front of me. As she licked and sucked my breasts I slipped my hand
inside her white lace crotchless panties and started running my finger from
her clitoris to her asshole. I felt my temperature rising as I was starting to
get hot. Susie then went down to the bottom of the chaise and motioned for me
to slip off the pretty red panties she had lent me. She started licking at my
thighs and rubbed her tongue on my stockings all the way to my toes. She then
started sucking my stocking covered toes and I went insane from the pleasure.
She sucked my toes and it was like a lightning bolt shooting through my red hot
throbbing, pulsating snatch. My passions continued to mount, tembling and
throbbing when I told Susie I was going to cum. She slid up and then started
working her finger up my asshole while with one of her other hands finger she
inserted it in my cunt and started to work it in and out and sideways first
rubbing one cunt wall then the other. My clit was a hard as a rock and it
protruded out like a stiff little cock as I continued to rub it furiously.
Susie the started sucking my clit with her mouth. All of a sudden I exploded
and screamed out in pleasure. I came, Susie licked and sucked and I came again
and again. I came about six times. We then got dressed because the time was
getting late. Susie offered me the red lingerie to wear for Cliff but I said I
would wait for a more opportune time.

[kolpaz]

some great ones in there LL