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The Stranger In You

Brian’s finger hesitated over the doorbell as he stood outside of Alice’s home. He took a slow and heavy breath, staring at the small rectangular button without blinking. His finger was shaking a little, he noticed; he wasn’t scared, just nervous. It was unexpected, after all. It had been a week since he and Alice had that… unexpected bump in, in the elevator.

Brian thought back wistfully to that lucky day. So many fortuitous things had happened with such convenient timing. What if the elevator hadn’t broken that day? What if it wasn’t Alice in the elevator with him? What if she hadn’t been interested?

But she had. He remembered her naked, sweaty breasts heaving in and out from her heavy breaths as she lay on top of him after their copious fucking. His only disappointment was that the repairmen had interrupted them on the intercom. They’d both rushed to put their clothes on, Brian blushing and Alice not even looking at him. They hadn’t spoken a word to each other since. But then he’d gotten that letter.

So why was he hesitating, then? Just do it, he thought to himself. Ring the damn door. After all, it was her idea that he come over. Not that he was complaining. He’d seen the little white envelope on his desk the day before, with “Brian” handwritten in cursive on the front, and his heart had nearly leapt out of his throat. He’d greedily ripped it open, praying it was from Alice. And it had been. He remembered exactly what it had said:

Brian,

I’m sorry I never said thank you for what happened last week… In case you couldn’t tell, I really enjoyed it. But even though I’m not the shy type, I felt a little nervous about bringing it up since we don’t know each other very well… But I’d love to get to know you better.

If you feel the same, I’d love to have you over for dinner tomorrow night. My address is below. If you’re interested, I’ll see you there at 7pm.

If not, thanks for an amazing time.

Xoxo,

Alice.

Of course, that wasn’t an offer he could possibly refuse. So there he was, standing in front of her house, not knowing what to expect. He had to do it eventually; he watched himself press his finger against the small button as he heard the bell ring out into the night. There seemed to be the sound of shuffling coming from behind the door, before someone finally answered.

“Hello, Brian.” A sweet and at the same time, sultry voice rang out to greet him.

Alice peeked out from the open doorway in a lacy red dress that stopped just above her knees. It was both sexy and not too over the top, and suited her perfectly. Her juicy cleavage seemed like it might spill out of her top at any moment, and it made Brian’s mouth water as he remembered their passionate lovemaking from the week before.

“Hey, Alice.” Brian grinned up at her blushing. “Can I come in?”

“Of course,” she giggled, “I’m so glad you decided to come.”

~ + ~

They’d been talking for a while, he’d had lost track of the time, but Brian still felt on edge as Alice leaned forward to pour him another glass of wine. Neither had mentioned what had happened last week. He needed to know how she felt about it.

He took a deep breath, before he started to speak.

“Alice,” he murmured with blushing cheeks, “I wanted to ask you something”. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he felt hot all over. He didn’t realize until that moment how much of a hold Alice had managed to get over him. He really, really liked her.

“Yes?” She replied, straightening up as though she were about to receive some wonderfully simple news, like a weather update or a dinner menu. Brian let his breath out, realizing he’d been holding it for quite a while now.

“How do you feel about me?” He finally said, in one big breath.

Alice’s eyes widened as she stared over at him. Crimson covered her cheeks as her mouth popped open into a wide “O”. Brian quickly began to fill the silence that proceeded to fill the room.

“N-Not that you have to tell me! I get it if you don’t know how you feel… Honestly, I don’t get it myself. I’ve never felt like this before, but I can’t get you off my mind… Not that I’m obsessed or anything. Fuck… I mean, it just that you’re fucking amazing and beautif—”

Brian’s words were cut short as Alice’s mouth covered his own, her cherry red lips sliding over his as their tongues heatedly danced together. They had been sitting across from one another across the couch, and now Alice was on her knees in front of a seated Brian. She raised one of her knees to fall on his crotch, pressing it down pleasantly into his hard dick. It painfully pressed into his balls, but Brian liked it. He let out a low groan as he stared with wide eyes up at Alice, who stared softly down upon him as she pulled her lips away.

With a small gasp, she murmured, “That’s how I feel about you.”

Brian’s hands snaked their way up her thighs, squeezing and rubbing them softly in the process. He wanted her to keep talking.

“It’s strange,” she murmured, her fingers running across his jaw, his throat, his chest, all in turn. “We’re basically strangers, and yet….” She leaned in close, her breasts inches from his face. “And yet I want you. I want to talk to you, learn more about you…”

He felt one her hands run roughly over his stiff dick as she moaned out, “I want to feel you inside of me again”.

Brian felt a switch snap inside of him as he gripped her waist and shoved her forward into him. “Fuck!” She gasped, as he began to lick and suckle at her cleavage. He thrust her top down, revealing her aching breasts, as he took one whole nipple in his mouth to almost violently suck on it.

“Oh, Brian,” she moaned, arching her back to lean into him. “I’ve wanted this since I first saw you.” Before she could say any more, Alice felt her lower half being gripped tighter into that of Brian’s body. Alice’s head fell back with a gasp as she felt the hard strain resting between Brian’s legs, pressing firmly into her own center. Brian lifted the red dress Alice wore to reveal a bright red thong. He fiddled with the thin string, pulling down the soaked material, making Alice gasp out loud.

Suddenly Brian felt two firm hands push him back down on the couch. Somewhat surprised and disappointed, he watched as the beautiful woman on top of him climbed off of him. Alice took a seat on her knees at the opposite end of the couch.

“Alice…?” Brian began. Did she change her mind?

Alice looked over at him from across the couch, her chest heaving slightly. Brian watched as she stood up, her pale and thin arms reaching behind her to unzip the red dress. She climbed out of it, in her red bra and thong, staring at Brian the entire time. Her eyes were bold, yet Brian saw a nervous blush on her cheeks.

“I… never thought this would happen between us, Brian.” She took a step towards him, falling down on her knees before his wide-eyed stare as she did.

“I tried to pretend you were nothing, a stranger. Not so funny, so smart, so fucking handsome…”

Brian suddenly realized he loved it when she swore. He felt paralyzed as he watched her pull down his zipper, shuffling his pants and boxers off of his lower half to reveal his aching member standing stiff at attention.

“I know it’s strange, we just met…” She murmured, staring down at his cock like she was transfixed. “But I want to make you mine. Is that okay?”

Brian wondered if he nodded, he tried to. But he felt like he was silent, watching her with dark eyes as she gripped the base of his cock in her pale white hands. She suddenly licked a firm stripe up, up, up, until she was at his head. She looked up at him as she wrapped her lips around the head and sucked, drawing a long moan from his lips.

And that was just the start.

She placed a tender kiss right on his head, and she smiled at his cock a little bit, just for a moment – as if it’s the nicest thing she’s even seen, as if she’s admiring it – and then she wrapped her lips back around it nice and slowly, so painfully slowly. Bringing his cock into her mouth, inch by inch, until he was engulfed in heat and crying out, head tipped back. He was at her mercy right now. He’d do anything for this woman, he realized.

He watched her pull herself off of him for a second as she gasps for air. “Fuck my mouth, baby,” she moaned. It is not a whimpering request, but a command. He shivered as he reaches forward to grip her beautiful, long hair. He pulled her in towards him, and her mouth opened as he pushed inside, groaning at the fucking depth of it.

He can’t resist, he goes in until her nose is at the base of his cock and he holds her there, choking out encouragements like, “Yes”, and “Fuck, so beautiful, Alice!”

He watched as she took him in and out, only jerking back at times to gasp for air. At one point, she gripped his stiff length and licked all the way down, down, down to the flat space beneath his balls, to the puckered pink of his asshole.

Brian gasped with embarrassment and shock as she licked his pink hole, feeling incredibly naked suddenly. No one had ever done that to him. He felt her tongue invasively lick around and around the tight skin as she put both of his legs over her shoulders. He’d never realized how commanding she really was until he felt her firmly begin to suck at his asshole, her mouth sure to put a little hickey there by morning.

“Ah, Alice!” He cried out. It was a mix between a protest and a cry for more.

She looked up at him with her eyes full of mystery as she popped her lips away from his pink hole, and whispered, “Can we try something different, Brian?”

~+~

She’d been gone for 5 minutes, and Brian was still hard, wondering where she’d gone. When she enters, he feels himself gasp at what she’s wearing. The red straps dance over her ass and hips, and the big, red, silicone cock that shoots out from in front of her pussy stares at him with intimidation. If it was anyone else, Brian might have been standing up, pulling his pants back on and running for the hills. But he could only stare at her, his Alice, and shiver with anticipation.

She swayed her hips as she walked up to him. Wordlessly, and smiling, in one swift movement she swept her hands under his knees so his ass was open and ready, his legs over her shoulders as she stood in front of him. She stuck one her pinky into her mouth, before bringing it down to fiddle with his hole. She slowly stuck it in, causing Brian to breathlessly groan and whimper at her mercy.

“Do you want this, Brian?” Alice’s voice was heavy as she thrust her pinky in and out of him. Brian stared up at her, blushing and wordless, silently mouthing, “Yes!”

Starting slow, Alice pressed the already-lubed strap on to the center of Brian’s hole as she removed her pinky. Gripping his legs, she thrust her lower half gently forward without any more hesitation. Brian made a small noise of surprise, but he didn’t seem to be in any pain.

Starting slow and speeding up, Alice began thrusting harder. In minutes, Brian was whimpering. “Good?” Alice asked, a little breathless. Brian answered with a particularly loud moan. Grinning, Alice shifted a little and thrust harder.

Moaning again, Brian tried to push back slightly. “More” he begged weakly. Alice’s smile grew larger as she complied, thrusting hard and fast. Soon, Brian’s hand had moved to stroke his painful erection.

“So close,” he muttered. Hearing that, Alice began to speed up, giving it her all. The sight of the man before her, about to crumble at any moment from pleasure, had brought her to the edge. Thrusting one more time, Brian came for her. Hot shoots of cum spurt out onto his belly as he cried Alice’s name, bringing her with him. He gripped the couch beneath him as she stood over his weak and panting body, loving the writhing sight before her.

Alice pulled out and unstrapped herself, throwing it to the ground as she stepped forward. She wrapped her legs around a blushing Brian, still gasping for air, and brought his face towards hers.

“Did you enjoy that, love?” She whispered. Concern was etched in her face, and admiration. “You were amazing.”

Brian gripped his arms around her, pulling them both down to lie entwined on the couch. “Yes,” he panted, “Thank you, so much.” Exhausted, he felt his eyes begin to shut of their own accord as Alice looked fondly down on the man she so desired.

She sighed softly as she stroked his hair, whispering, “Sleep, now,” softly in his ear. She pulled a sheet around them as she joined him in a deep and wonderful sleep.

Elevator Trouble

He stared at her from across the office in misery, unable to tear his eyes away. Her long hair, as dark as jet-black ink, fell over her cleavage as she leaned over to write something down on a sticky note. The luscious flesh of her breasts pushed against the thin white fabric of her blouse, taunting him. He’d been staring at her every day for the past few months, this mysterious girl with big brown eyes, full pink lips, a slender waist and a tight ass. She’d walked into the room and he’d wanted her almost instantly. Their eyes had met a few times here and there. But no matter how hard he had tried, they hadn’t had a moment alone together since she’d started working there three months ago.

“You are so transparent,” a mocking voice spoke from beside him. Brian turned to towards his best friend, Liam, a 6’’ foot lanky blonde with cool green eyes and a goofy grin. “Just talk to her already and stop drooling.”

Brian sighed, running his hands through his hair as he leaned back in his office chair.

“You make it sound so easy…” He replied, sarcasm dripping in his tone.

If only he could talk to her, he thought. He’d heard her name was Alice, and that she’d just moved to town from the West Coast. He had plenty of things he could ask her, like if she liked the new job or if she was finding the city life exciting, but… He stared at her, a red wash of shameful longing spreading over his cheeks like wildfire as she bent down to pick up a pen she’d dropped on the floor. Her short skirt was riding up her ass as she bent down, and for a brief second he was sure he’d caught a glimpse of red lace. His dick twitched in his pants and he almost groaned out loud. Fuck, was she ever hot! All week he’d felt like she’d been teasing him. When he first saw her, she’d been wearing a professional little skirt-suit, white and grey, nothing too risqué. He remembered the way she’d looked at him then, her eyes widening a little before quickly glancing away. What was she thinking, he’d wondered. And ever since that day, she’d been coming in with these cute little outfits. And by little, he meant little. Short skirts, busty tops, red fuck-me-heels, every goddamn day. It was almost like she was flirting with him, he thought. The way she found any reason to bend over and flash him a little, to show her cleavage or put her ass in his face. One day, he’d passed her desk and somehow her shirt had managed to pop a button and show the purple lacy bra beneath. She’d blushed at tried to cover up quickly, but the sly look she had shot him suggested she felt otherwise.

Brian suddenly blushed ever deeper than before as he realized how full of himself he was. Of course she wasn’t flirting. There was no way, right?

He shot her a sideways glance out of the corner of his eye and could swear he saw her staring. She turned away just as fast as before, of course. Brian huffed with an annoyance he couldn’t understand as he suddenly stood up and walked towards the elevator.

“Where are you going, now?” Liam called out to him.

“I’m taking a break, getting a coffee.” He replied.

Yeah, he really needed to take a break.

~⭕~

Brian sighed as he walked back into the elevator, taking his last sip of coffee before tossing it into a nearby trash bin as he stepped inside. He felt a little better now that he’d gotten some air. He didn’t get why he was letting himself get so worked up by some random girl he didn’t even know. He stared into the mirror of the elevator walls, looking at his weary reflection. He was just being silly.

The doors of the elevator were nearly closed when a small, feminine voice shouted out, “Wait!”. A hand shot through the narrowing crack, and the doors automatically began to open. Brian’s body temperature shot up, his heart suddenly pounding in his chest, as he stared at a wide-eyed Alice looking back at him. Her cheeks were flushed like she’d been running.

The two of them were silent for a moment. The doors began to close again. Alice coughed awkwardly as she quickly stepped inside the elevator, standing awkwardly beside Brian. The machine picked up a fast speed as it began its incline. They both worked on the 23rd floor, so it would be a long ride.

He hadn’t seen her leave the office too. Had she left on purpose when he had? Of course not.

Brian tried to sneak a sly glance at her. She was staring straight ahead, but she was fidgeting with her hands. Was she nervous?

Fuck! Seeing her up close was no good for him. She was even sexier up close. Those full lips were pursed, so lovely and sweet looking. Brian felt his dick twitch again. He couldn’t stop himself from imagining those sexy lips wrapped around his hard cock… Brian quickly looked away, feeling more guilty than ever.

So distracted had he been by Alice’s presence, he hadn’t even noticed the slowing of the elevator. It was still moving, but they weren’t anywhere near the 24th floor. They were only on the 7th.

As if on cue, the elevator came to a rapid and grinding halt. Brian felt himself get pushed to the ground by something small and soft. Alice had tumbled down on top of him. His head fell against the cold floor of the elevator as the lights went black and the small room was filled with silence.

“O-Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” A small voice whimpered out in the darkness. It sounded close to his ear. Brian felt Alice’s breasts pushed against his chest, her thighs placed on either side of his waist. He felt her struggle to get up, his cheeks burning with embarrassment as he felt his dick growing harder at the feeling of her against him. He put his hands on her arms to try and help her up. The feeling of her soft skin and the smell of her sweet, faint perfume were making him dizzy. Her nipples felt stiff beneath her shirt and it took all he had to not fuck her then and there without another word.

“It’s fine,” Brian finally managed to say. “Are you okay?”

She hadn’t moved off of him yet. She seemed to be struggling to get up still.

“Yes, I’m fine, I just can’t see anything and— oh crap.” She sounded apologetic. “I think my skirt is caught on something so I’m stuck.”

She wiggled around a bit more above him, her hard nipples going back and forth across his chest. Brian wanted to scream at how hard he was. Could this situation be any more frustrating?

He felt Alice pause above him, completely still for a brief moment.

“Y-You’re Brian, right?” She finally said.

Brian paused. She knew his name?

“Yeah. You’re Alice, right?”

He could almost hear her smile. “Yeah.” There was a brief pause before she spoke again.

“I’ve actually been wanting to talk to you since I started working here,” she giggled, letting the words rush out. “But I was a little too nervous since I don’t know anyone.”

Brian’s heart was racing in his chest.

“Me too.” He murmured. Was this really happening?

~⭕~

They’d been sitting there for 25 minutes, making idle talk. The tension between them was thick though. Brian was finding it extremely hard to speak when he was so hard, when her breasts and stomach were all plastered against him.

“Umm, Brian…” Alice murmured, a mischievous tone in her voice. “Do you mind if I take my skirt off?”

Brian nearly choked on thin air. “What?!” He gasped.

Alice let out another little giggle. “Well, since I don’t know how long we’ll be here… it might be more comfortable if I can get us out of this awkward position, until the servicemen fix the elevator.”

Brian didn’t really want her to move off of him, but he felt himself nodding in the dark. “Oh, yeah. Of course.”

He felt her shuffling on top of him as she unzipped her tight black skirt, pulling it up over her head. She was still straddling him, her pussy hovering inches above his cock with only a thin piece of fabric between them. He heard her toss her skirt aside when suddenly the lights to the elevators flickered back on as it started to move again.

Brian’s eyes grew wide as he stared up at Alice with hunger and lust. There she was, straddling him with nothing but her tight white blouse on and a thin red thong on. He couldn’t feel his nerves anymore; he was too turned on as he stared at her smirking expression, which soon turned lusty as well. He started to move up, closer to her, to do what he wasn’t sure, when suddenly the elevator came to another sudden halt.

The lights dimmed but stayed on. Alice tumbled forward again, shouting out as she fell with both hands outstretched on either side of Brian’s head. Brian gasped as one of her hard nipples pressed against his lips, and as her pussy slammed down against his dick when she fell. He moaned out loud, his hands going immediately up to her ass as he felt her warmth against him through his pants.

“Oh, fuck,” he heard her moan in his ear. He didn’t even question what was happening when she started to suddenly grind against his hardness, slowly at first and then hard and fast. “Mmm, baby,” she moaned, riding his cock over and over again, rubbing herself against him.

“D-Did you plan this?” Brian growled as he gripped the tight cheeks of her ass in his strong hands.

Alice leaned over towards his ear. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the day I first saw you, baby. Oh, fuck!” She leaned back as she grinded against him one last time, before spinning herself around so her ass was on his chest.

Brian gasped at her words, as he stared at her tight ass in front of his face. What was she doing?

He heard her unzip his pants as she got on both knees, her pussy hovering above his face.

Brian gasped as he felt her push his pants down, grabbing his thick cock on her hands as she moved them up and down before sucking the head of his dick inside her warm mouth. The warm, wet feeling of her mouth around his pulsing cock felt so fucking good. Brian moaned out loud as she fucked him with her mouth, her head bobbing up and down, over and over again.

“Fuck, you little slut,” Brian growled. He reached up in front of his face, pulling her pussy down towards his mouth as he pushed aside her thong. As she began to lick and suck his shaft, moaning the entire time, he stuck his tongue out along her slit as he began to lick her sweet pussy. She was so wet for him.

“Oh, fuck! Brian, oh yeah, baby!” She moaned. She started to lick his shaft more, taking his whole dick in her mouth and deep throating him.

She loved what he was doing to her, but she wanted more of his dick in her mouth. She spun away from his mouth so she was straddling his legs. He could see her tits bobbing up and down in her shirt, but he wanted to see more.

Brian leaned himself up for a minute. He pulled her up for a minute, and before she knew what was happening, he had ripped off her shirt, buttons flying everywhere. She wasn’t even wearing a bra.

“Ah!” She cried, her nipples hard and stiff and completely in his line of sight. She grinned up at him, loving his forceful behavior. She wanted to fuck him so badly at that moment. She took him in her mouth once again, licking and sucking at his long shaft. She moved her mouth down to his balls, suckling and fondling his sack.

Brian groaned. He felt his balls grow tighter as she milked him with her mouth. She let her tongue send a long lick up the space between his balls and his ass, long teasing strokes before going back up to lick at his balls and dick again.

Brian couldn’t take it anymore.

“Get up,” he moaned.

Alice didn’t hesitate. She was so ready; she would do whatever he said to get his big dick inside of her.

“Lean against the wall,” he said. She did, putting both her hands against the glass mirror of the elevator walls. She was about to ask him what he was going to do, but she had no chance.

Suddenly, he thrust inside of her with no warning. His dick was harder than it had ever been, and the feeling of her deep, warm wetness covering him completely was fucking amazing. Brian groaned, as he pulled his hips in and out and started to fuck her. Senselessly, he began to move in and out, pounding his dick into her without mercy. The sound of his balls slapping against her filled the elevator, as he drilled into her like a hammer.

“Oh god, Brian, it feels so fucking good!” She moaned as he pressed into her harder, her breasts pressing against the glass mirror. Brian grabbed her hair in one of his hands as he lifted one up in the air so he could fuck her tight, pink pussy even deeper than before.

“That’s right, your body is mine, baby,” he moaned into her ear. “Beg for it,” he murmured.

Alice didn’t hesitate. Arching her back for him, she screamed out, “Yes, baby! My pussy is yours! Fuck me, please fuck me, harder, please! YES! Don’t fucking stop!” She was an animal, he thought. He bit her shoulder as he felt himself about to cum.

“Ah!” He cried out, “Fuck, Alice!” He felt his orgasm overtake him as his cum began to fill her up.

“Oh yes,” she moaned as she came as well, tightening around him in the best way. “Cum inside me, baby!”

The two of them stood, panting against one another, as they felt their orgasms consume them.

Finally, when they were able to talk, they kissed and held each other for a few moments as they soaked in the good feelings from their sex. Brian was about to suggest they go out together after this, when suddenly the speaker in the elevator turned on.

“Sorry for keeping you guys waiting. We should have you out in about 5 minutes.”

Brian and Alice looked at each other in surprise. How long had they been in there?

Hurriedly they put on their clothes, and by the time the doors opened, everything seemed normal. But as Brian went to his desk, and Alice to hers, both knew nothing would ever be the same again.

Playtime

“Wow… I can’t believe I’m going to get some tight pussy tonight,” Kyle wailed, grabbing his crotch with the tips of his fingers as if holding himself from cumming in his pants. Only to turn toward me, allowing me to see the mystical array of his two diverse tinted eyes, one green the other hazel, both gazing deeply into my dark blue orbs as he licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.

“Maybe,” I hissed, the heat from his stare reaching deep inside me as I began to feel all wet and hot between my thighs, the idea of fucking him right there running through my head as I brushed away my long sandy tan hair.

“Maybe?” Tom asked as he gazed back at me, licking his lips as he reached out towards me, his hands trailing down my thighs as he took a deep breath. “Weren’t you the one that tracked us down, wanting us to help you with your ‘itch’? Weren’t you the one that purposely got both Kyle and I so fucking sexual aroused, while all the while knowing, teasing us as we tried to remain ever so the professional?”

“What do you think about the two of us… think we can have some of that tight pussy of yours to help cure that itch?” Kyle asked ever so loudly, my mouth nearly dropped open from the vast bravery it took to ask, loving the sound of a mature man asking, almost demanding to fuck my pussy.

“What… what happened to the two nice professional guys I’ve known all my life?” I asked, playing slightly innocent once more.

“We’re still here, but now that we know what you really need and want, well it’s all part of the act, Carol.” Tom said as he quickly stood up on his knees, reaching out towards me from the other side of the bed with one hand as the other quickly unzipped his pants.

“We plan to make you remember us over those other bastards in the past.” Kyle gasped.

“At least let me know how it feels to slip my cock into your lush wet mouth.” Tom panted, pulling the tip of his cock out from his pants, the thick four inch girth of his cock forcing me to widen my eyes in excitement, as it reached out to me. Throbbing fiercely, in the palm of his hands, the mushroomed head spraying out large beads of pre-cum as it dripped over the tips of his fingers.

“Fuck that’s so thick and hot,” I gasped; I couldn’t believe the urge of sexual desire that ran through me as my eyes fixated on his cock. My mouth salivating as the thoughts–the visions of taking Tom into my mouth began to drive through me.

“Maybe,” I gasped playfully, almost teasingly, widening my eyes, as one of my hands instinctively slid between my thighs, the tip of my index finger gliding over the smooth wet slit of my pussy as my own erotic juices began to dampen my panties.

“Maybe?” Kyle hissed as he rushed me, his eyes looking into mine as he reached for me, grabbing hold of my waist pulling it toward his with one hand as he unbuttoned his pants with the other.

“I think you meant to say ‘Hell yeah, Kyle fuck my cunt… Tom let me suck that hot cock of yours.” He grunted as my knees fell against the edge of the bed, feet pressing against the hard wooden flooring as my ass hung pressed up towards him. I could feel his hands roaming around my inner thighs as he pressed his crotch against my covered ass, the only thing keeping him from taking me, from drilling his hard cock inside me were my black laced panties, which he had already begun to remove with his fingers.

It was then that Tom rolled around me, standing on the bed in front of me as his rock hard cock throbbed just inches from my lush wet lips.

“As much as I want to fuck that pussy of yours,” he hissed, “I want to feel you choking on my cock,” Tom hissed, the saliva in my mouth flowing like a running faucet. His fingers tangling into my long brown locks, pressing my face closer and closer towards his crotch, towards his penis. As I prepared to feel the warm, hard fleshy beast against the inner sides of my cheek, the taste of his masculine flavor running rampant against my tongue, driving into me, face fucking me.

“Mmm… fuuuuuuck Kyle” I panted, almost out of breath as the two men I chose to fuck me just hours ago, continued to seduce me, seduce their prize, their sexual treasure, claim their sex crazed best friend, their horny assed trophy.

“Mmm, Kyle,” I moaned again as I felt a set of hands roaming between my silky smooth thighs, I could feel Kyle’s cock slither roughly against the wetness of my wonderfully soaked panties. “I… I can’t wait to see and feel what the two of you asses can do with a hot woman like me,” I gasped, feeling the tip of Tom’s cock pressing against my lips, the warm, hardened tip, slowly pressing further into my mouth as he continued to slowly yet firmly apply more and more pressure.

“Take me please,” Tom hissed, widening his stance, pressing me into him with his hands.

“Mm…,” I sighed, the feeling of Kyle pressing against my ass, pulling away my damp panties so that he had a clear path of my moist, neglected opening.

“Yes… you feel so good,” he growled almost uncontrollably before placing light kisses around my neck, dragging the tip of his tongue over my flesh, taking in the sweet tender taste of my body.

“Your body is just… just as I imagined,” he whispered, “Can’t believe any man married to such a hot piece of ass wouldn’t just be fucking you hourly,” Kyle added. His words warming me from deep inside forcing me to moan deeply, allowing my deep vibrations to whip across the head of Tom cock, before opening my mouth a little more, only to reach up and encase his hardened pole in my hand.

Holding Tom firmly in my grasp, I blew a long, warm, and drawn out breath over the ridge of his cock, forcing Tom to grunt to the sudden heat, the intense action driving through him as I arched his cock up towards his stomach, slamming the edge of my tongue across the underside of his sack. My fingers encased around the girth of his shaft, I could feel the throbbing heat of his penis, his large cock almost vibrating in the tight firm grasp.

“Mmm, fuck yes… horny, neglected, hot women are always good at sucking cock,” Tom panted, “Every time… every time you talked to us in the bar, I got hard just thinking of this moment.” He added, “Wanting to know just how great it would feel to blow my load deep down your throat, watch your eyes roll back into your head.”

“Really,” I asked, a bit surprised that the two were able to hide their lust filled thoughts from me for so long as I remoistened my lips by gliding my tongue over them. I could feel Kyle sliding the tips of his fingers down the slit of my pussy as he pulled my wet panties down my thighs, gliding them around my knees before draping the tip of one of his fingers over the tight rim of my asshole.

“Fuck… Yes… Yes…,” I panted, feelings of excitement mixed with a sexual high rushed through me as the anticipation of what was to come overtook my thoughts, the idea of being fucked hard and rough once more filling me with elation. The very tip of Kyle’s hard cock scraping across the wet opening of my slit as he slithered it slowly, erotically up and down my opening; my savory fluids, my heated juices lubricating his cock before attempting to enter my boiling, hot tightness.

“Mmm, Fuck, Kyle… yes,” I grunted, stroking Tom’s hard beast in my hand as I flicked my tongue slowly over the head, bathing it with my saliva, before pressing it back up against his tight, muscular abs. Rolling the full base of my tongue over the underside as the tips of my other hand rolled down between his thighs, taking his sack into my hands, holding him in my grasps, gently yet firmly squeezing his large balls.

“Fu-uuuck,” Tom panted, driving his fingers harder through the strands of my hair, pushing my face closer to his crotch as if wanting; demanding me to take the full length of his manhood into my sweltering warm mouth.

“Fuck… baby yes,” he cried as I gazed ever so playfully up into his eyes, I could see the glisten in them, the passion, the extreme sexy pleasure rolling through them before sucking the tip of his beast back into my mouth, pumping my hand firmly around his full girth.

“Ugh..,” I almost gagged, my head slamming frontward as I felt the sharp biting crack, the burning heated sting of my ass being slapped from behind, forcing my body to react instinctively by jerking forward, jerking away from the sensually erotic pain.

“Kyle…,” I grunted, pulling away from Tom’s cock only to angle my head to the side, gazing back at him as I felt the horny beast reaching up from behind. The firmness of his chest, the hard abrasive feeling of his sweat-laced abs and firm, trimmed stomach gliding across my back as his hands cupped my breasts, crushing them back against my chest as he squeezed them roughly with his hands.

“Fuck… Kyle,” I cried deeply, airlessly, as I felt the long hard shaft of his cock pulsating against my opening, the large spongy tip scraping across my slit, in wild, long, drawn out flicks, teasing me, preparing me for the coming storm of pleasure.

“Mmm… yes Kyle you’re so fucking… so fucking big,” I hissed, ridding out the sharp, stabbing quakes of desire, his cock grinding roughly across my already aroused and swollen clit. Only to feel Tom slam the full length of his cock deep into my mouth, the tip scrapping across the back of my throat as his balls pushed firmly against my lower lips.

“Thought maybe you forgot about me,” Tom grunted, thrusting his hips into me, forcing the tip to press against my tonsils. I could feel the firmness, the utter hardness of his beast pushing its way down my throat, causing the sensation to gag to the masculine taste. The spurned linger of his flavor overpowering my senses as I stroked my tongue in an almost zigzag motion across the underside, while roping one of my hands around his ass, pressing my nails deeply into his sharp ripe flesh. “FUCK!” he gasped, his body tensing, to the twist of sure pain stabbing through his flesh.

“Fuck me Kyle,” I begged in a thought, loving the taste of Tom’s cock in my mouth, the pulsating warmth of his hardness thrashing in and out of me, as I rolled my tongue into a canoe, zigzagging it across his cock every time he thrashed back into me.

All the while, I could feel Kyle teasing me from behind, draping the tip of his cock against the opening of my pussy, pushing the tip of his cock into me, his girth widening me as he continued to rake his hands over my breasts only to teasingly pull out before doing the whole thing again.

“FUCK ME HARD, BASTARD!” I screamed; my cries echoing through the bedroom, my dogs barking and howling to my cries of passion, their sounds breaking way into our rhythm becoming the beat in which Tom slammed his beast into my mouth.

“Fu-Fu-fuck me!” I demanded, breathing deeply as the sharp slam, the powerful thrust took me by surprise, driving Tom’s cock even deeper into my mouth as Kyle crashed the full, wonderful length of his cock into my aching pussy, I could feel the light tapping of his balls as they bounced against the cheeks of my ass.

“Shit,” I gasped, the pleasures of both men consuming my every sense, my every thought as I began to feel lightheaded.

“Pound me,” I hissed as I pulled away from Tom’s cock, begging Kyle to pound my pussy for all it was worth. “Fuck me like the bitch I am,” I grunted, flicking the tip of my tongue over Tom’s cockhead, forcing him to wince to the pleasures penetrating his body.

“Mmm fucking bitch,” Tom hissed, jerking his head up as he rolled his hands over my shoulders, caressing them as I continued my attack on his cock, all the while I was being taking from behind. I could feel Kyle pounding into me, entombing his long fat cock all the way to the hilt inside me with each thrust, the head of his cock reaching deep into my abdomen; pushing through my cervix.

“Fuck… fuck you’re so good to me… to us,” Tom moaned deeply; breathless as I pushed my hands away from his cock, brushing them back against the underside of his balls, before opening my mouth wide enough so that the head could only slide in to it. Feeling his tip pressing into my tightened lips, I sucked him fiercely into me, flicking his shaft with my tongue repeatedly as I took more and more of him inside.

“OH… Oh God yes,” Tom panted; I could feel him squirming around me. “OH GOD YES, YES,” he cried, pressing his hands up towards the ceiling, going freestyle as he allowed me to take him unassisted.

“Fuck… you’re both so big… I can’t believe how lucky I was to find you two tonight, without your significant others” I hissed, pulling my mouth away from Tom’s cock as I took him in my hands pumping him to the rhythm of Kyle’s thrust into my pussy. The beat of his lust, the pounding of his cock inside me building with each new thrust, taking me deeper, harder, higher than I thought possible.

“Yes… fuck that pussy hard and rough,” I demanded, flicking the tip of my tongue over Tom’s cockhead, as I pumped him roughly with my hand. Grasping his ball sack firmly with my other, tightening my grasp around his balls each time Kyle slammed into me, each time Kyle tore his nails into my breasts, forcing Tom to feel the heightened sense, the sharpening high that drove me to my sexual peak.

“Fuck… Fuck yes, yes,” I panted, gritting my teeth as I arched my head towards the ceiling, tightening my grasps around Tom’s cock as bolts of lust, waves of sheer pleasure rushed across my body, showering me in stream of pure bliss as Kyle drove me into my first orgasm.

“YES… KYLE, YES,” I screamed, only to feel Tom’s cock tighten around my hand, the vein on the underside of his cock stiffening even harder as he shot his load of cum across my face. His hot, sticky seed spraying out like a gusher as more and more of his manly juice shot against my face, landing over my chin, my cheeks, lips and nose, until finally I took him back into my mouth. Taking in the salty goodness of his man juice as Tom shot another load deeply into the back of my throat forcing me to swallow his seed.

“Fuck… YES… suck it… swallow it all,” Tom cried as I felt Kyle grip my shoulders with one of his hands, arching me back into the seat, as he prepped my ass up closer to his crotch.

“I… I’m going to cum too,” Kyle hissed, “I’m going to fill your tight pussy so full, your deadbeat lover’s going to feel it,” he grunted, slamming into me at an almost ungodly pace as his hands quickly dug into the flesh around my waist, holding me firmly against him with each thrust of his cock. I could feel the friction between our bodies growing, forcing me to tight myself around his cock each time he slammed back into me.

“Yes… Fuck me hard, fuck me harder,” I grunted, pushing my face into the bed as I continued to stroke Tom’s still hard cock with my hand, flicking my thumb along the small layer of flesh that attached his head to his shaft.

“Fuck my Pussy… fuck my pussy harder,” I begged.

“Ugh… Fuck… Fuck… I… I… Can’t take anymore,” Kyle hissed as his entire body stiffened like a board, I could feel the sudden rush of his cum. The pounding of his sweet hot semen seeping deeply into my pussy, filling me up so quickly that it rained down the insides of my thighs as he continued to slam more and more of his creamy seed into me, filling me to the brim over and over again.

“Fuck… fuck that was tight… your pussy so fucking tight, Carol,” Kyle hissed, quickly pulling out of me only to press his face between my ass cheeks, his mouth roaming passionately over my pussy as he licked up the sweet tangy mixture of our sex induced juices.

“Pervert,” I breathed deeply, loving all of it as his tongue barreling into my pussy like a snake, I could feel every flick, every roll, as Kyle slowly slid the tip of his fingers over the rim of my ass.

“There is… there is so much more to do,” Kyle hissed as he broke away from my pussy, his lips glazed over with the mixture of our juices. “There’s still your hot moist mouth I’d like to fill with my cock,” he hissed, his breathtaking eyes sparking in the dim shadows in the room as he stepped away from the bed.

“Yeah and I’d like to get into that pussy too,” Tom gasped.

“You two are highly perverted… but so am I,” I said playfully, turning my cum filled pussy toward Tom, before licking my own erotic flavors off Kyle’s semi-hard cock, the three of us completely naked and ready to fuck even more.

Landlady

Nina could not believe she let herself get into this situation yet there she was, hidden in the shadows in the tenant laundry room, stuck between the shadows and the young new tenant, the hot young man that had been dancing naked, seducing her deep in the chasms of her imagination.

“Shit,” she scuffed quietly, eyes locked to him, watching his every move as he pulled away his t-shirt, placing it in one of the washers before turning it on and sitting back in one of the la-z-boy chairs she had provided for her tenants.

“Fuck, he’s so damn hot,” she whispered to herself, finger sinking under her pants and panties; she could feel a slight wetness growing between her thighs. The heat inside her building as her mind filled with ideas of riding him like a bitch in heat until sunrise, “hmmm sunrise,” she hissed.

“Oh shit…,” she quickly jumped back into the darkness, the sudden, unexpected sound of his voice deeply moaning catching her completely by surprise. Her heart raced as she forced herself to look back at him, watching as he continued to moan, taking great notice as one of his hands sank down his sweatpants.

“What is he…?,” she paused as her eyes widened to his sudden actions, watching amongst the faint darkness as his other hand reached up into the air, grasping at it as if it were a pair breasts as he motioned his lips and tongue seductively.

It was then that Nina saw it.

Then that she watched the rising tent in his pants growing.

“Mmmm… please,” he moaned huskily, his voice vibrant and deep as she continued to gaze upon the sexual show unfolding before her very eyes. Nina was growing excited as she stared at him, holding her breath as she saw his hand slowly roaming under his pants, touching parts of him she hungered to see for herself, parts she would love to taste, to touch and feel from deep inside.

“Fuck,” she sighed quickly, wanting, needing more as she brushed her hand down between her thighs, grinding the tips of her fingers against her warmth, as she grew wet with each passing second.

“Nina… please… I know I you’re my landlady but… I… I want,” came his breathy voice before he clenched his teeth, tightening the grip on his tool as his sweatpants slowly sank down his hips, revealing the full thickness and length of his hardened cock to her prying eyes.

“Shit…,” Nina gaped under her breath, amazed at the sight of pure untainted man that throbbed before her hungered eyes. Starting at it, Nina quickly became intoxicated, her mind feathering with thoughts of devouring her prey, her body boiling over with lust and desire as she found herself quickly removing her bra and panties before crawling on all fours out of the darkness toward her quarry. Her breath coming out in hard shallow pants as she approached, wanting him unlike anything she had ever wanted before.

Crawling up towards his feet, she slowly pressed her hands up against his thighs, gliding both his sweatpants and boxers down his legs, removing them completely from his body. Her eyes locked on to the expressions that masked across his face the entire time, before slowly crawling over him once more, pressing her hardened breasts between his thighs as she placed her hands gently against his bare chest, her mouth only inches from his cock.

“Mmm,” he groaned again, “Please let me… Nina,” he hissed deeply like an enraged animal, as he moved both his hands up into the air, squeezing it like a pair of soft warm breasts. “Please…let me fuck you,” he breathed deeply forcing her to smile with delight as he moaned out her name once more. The few years that separated them in age vanishing as their desires for each other grew. “Yes… please,” he let out a long throaty hiss as she raked her lips against his inner thigh, sucking his flesh gently into her mouth as she rolled her tongue teasingly across the full length that lead to the crease between his thighs and his balls.

“Mmm,” she moaned almost to herself, engulfed by the heavenly sweet taste upon her lips.

“I think it’s time for some more,” she thought as she gazed up at his long slender cock. Slowly Nina placed her hands around it, her fingers encasing his tool as she gently gave it a quick squeeze, watching as the head blossomed like a large mushroom before she released it. Quickly glancing at him only to see a slight grin on his face as he continued to reach into the air with both his hands, Nina slowly flicked her tongue across the head, gliding her tongue slowly around it a few times as she took in the sweet overwhelm savor before leaning in and taking him in her mouth. She could feel his body tensing as she moved into him, working both her hands over his length as she stuffed him down her throat, before lowering her bottom jaw and slowly pulling back. Each time she would go down just a bit further, trying her best to get as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, wanting, and needing to feel him inside her mouth without gagging.

“Mmm…, fuck Nina… so warm,” she heard him moan deeply, almost throatily as she gazed back upon his face. She could see him wetting his lips with his tongue his stomach rising and falling quickly as he panted to the onslaught being placed upon him.

Slowly she pulled him from her mouth, as she ran the tip of her tongue around the head of his cock once more, this time starting at the tip and working her way down the underside of his shaft before draping her tongue over his balls.

“Mmm… Nina,” she heard him moan deeply once more, causing her to smile as she slowly worked her way back up, starting from the underside of his balls, up his shaft and across the small line of flesh that connected the shaft with the head.

“FUCK!” he moaned as he suddenly slammed his hips towards her, grinding into her hands as flashes of lightning lit up the sky; he arched his head up against the headrest.

“Mmm… its time,” Nina whispered as she stood on her knees, positioning herself over his hips as the edge of his lubed cock pulsed against her opening, her body clenching with want and desire, a passion, a craving to be filled. Nina wanted, she needed to stuff her pussy with every inch of his cock she could, to feel as much of his long length pushing up inside her, to feel the heat of his body connecting to her own. She needed to feel all of it.

Slowly, ever so slowly, she sank onto him, feeling the head of his cock sliding past her moist lips and into her hot pussy as she closed her eyes. Not allow herself to open them, instead all she could focus on, all she could feel was the hot tightness of his cock surrounding her, tearing into her, devouring her with every new inch that sank into her.

“SHIT…. FUUUUUCK!” Nina whimpered.

“Fuck me Nina,” a low hiss gasped out from his lips as he clenched his teeth, grasping one of his hands against the back of her ass, his nails digging into her sweat covered flesh.

Leaning forward she felt his other hand grasping her hardened breasts, the tips of his fingers caressing her pink nipples as he crushed her breast into her chest, before slamming his hips upward into her, forcing her to take even more of him into her hot pussy.

“SHITTT!” she cried, cringing as her entire body shook to the pleasured pain, forcing herself to clench her pussy even tighter around him, forcing them both to cry out in passionate lust. “FUUUCK!” Nina screamed, only to open her eyes and gaze down into his charming blue eyes.

“Caught you masturbating,” she whispered as a slight red hue masked over her face.

“Yes, yes you did,” he said as he slammed himself into her, feeling the tip of his cock pushing into her cervix, causing her to yelp to the intense pressure. Resting her hands on his chest to brace herself, Nina began to roll her hips in small circles, allowing his cock to push against every inch of her pussy as they continued to kiss ever passionately.

“Yes… Nina… fuck me my young beauty,” he hissed as he broke away from the kiss. Placing his head back on the headrest as he rolled his hand back over her breasts, massaging them with his fingers and his other hand gripped her ass cheek, holding her onto him as he pushed his cock in and out of her pussy.   Falling back into the moment, Nina cast away her shyness, finding herself a bit surprised at how full she felt with her masculine lover so deep inside her. Lifting her hips upward, she glided her body back up his length till all but the head of his cock was still nested inside before slamming herself down onto his hip, drilling his dick into her body, impaling herself on his prick as they both gasped to the sudden action, before she continued to ride on.

Feeling himself building to the pressure, the dream come reality, he quickly rolled both his hands down across her ass, gripping her soft taut ass before spreading her cheeks apart and pressing his cock even deeper into her body.

“Fuuck!” Nina whimpered as pleasures beyond anything she had yet to experience in her young adult life shot through her body, forcing her over the edge as her thick sweet juice slide down his shaft, collecting at the base, as he continued to slam himself in and out of her, forcing her into the next wave of pleasure.

The sheer thought of what he was doing to her over took her senses as she thought of his long hard cock sliding in and out of her. Tearing her tight little pussy apart from the inside as he continued to pound his large manly dick in and out of her pussy, the rhythm of his movements growling harder and faster with each budding thrust that she knew he was coming close to his own sexual peak.

“Fuck yeah…,” she hissed as she dragged her nails down his chest, causing him to bleed, as she felt another wave of pure lust, pure ecstasy teary through her tight, little pussy. “FUCK THIS PUSSY,” Nina cried out, arching her body back, as she lunged her breasts forward, his pace growing, as he slammed harder into her.

“FUCK YEAH!” he cried as he grasped one of his hands up her sweet bosom, his nails digging into her nipples, causing him to quick sit up as his lips glided swiftly over them, devouring them with his mouth.

His movements becoming more inconsistent and frantic as he pulled her down resting his head back on the pillow, her body pressing tightly against his as he roped his arms around her. Bending his knees, he braced his feet flat against the floor before thrusting with all he had back into her tight pussy, pounding her repeatedly as the full length of his cock sank deeply in and out of her.

It was then that she could feel it, the sudden quickening of his body as he tensed up, the thunderous sounds of crashing lightning slamming down upon the earth as he lunged as hard as he could into her. Nina could feel him exploding inside her as a wave of pleasure drove through her body, bursting through every nerve as he came into her again and again, shooting every load of his thick hot cum into her tightness. Though she was senseless with the lustful pleasures that tore through her, she rode him out as he continued to peak more and more of his cum inside her, until finally with one last thrust and a light sigh he took a deep breath, allowing her to blanket him with her warmth.

Unable to move, Nina rested her head on his chest, licking the beads of sweat, the beads of lust that had gathered across his chest as she giggled slightly to the feelings still echoing inside her.

“When… when did you know I was here?” she asked, finding the entire situation a bit overwhelming.

“Hmmmm,” he paused, roping his arms around her as he pressed his hands down across her tight ass.

“Before I answer that, let me ask you something,” he sighed as he rolled her over, pressing his body against hers, she could feel the firm underside of his cock pressing up against her bellybutton. “Doesn’t everyone else know that you do your night laundry at the same time every night?” he asked with a smile on his face, just before slamming himself back into her body.

“Only those that care to fuck,” she smiled.

Chinese For Lunch

“’I just don’t like fat chicks,’ was the last thing the monster dickhead I called my boyfriend said before taking the last of his crap and fleeing from our apartment several months ago, since then I’ve been re-thinking my life over.” Sarah hissed before apologizing to Erin, the Chinese business associate that came to her office to discuss the next term’s financials.

“I… I’m so sorry, I don’t know why but when we started talking about relationships, I just lost it and felt I could tell you everything,” Sarah sighed, a bit embarrassed with herself.

“Fat chicks huh?” Erin hissed, standing up as she walked in front of the mirror in Sarah’s office. “I’ve never thought myself or you for that matter as anything to do with fat,” Erin sighed rolling one of her hands over her sharply curved breasts, the tips of her fingers beating against her already roused covered nipple as her other hand snaked slightly the cloth dress protection her inner thighs. “I guess I could use a little toning.” She sighed, not really needing it, but wanting to see Sarah’s response.

“You?” Sarah paused mid thought, oddly finding herself physically comparing Erin to the typical man that she would get all wet over. The type of guy she would drop her panties for before even knowing his name. “I think your body is perfect as is,” Sarah confessed. It was the first time she found herself looking at another woman in that kind of way, admiring the sharply curved rounds of her breasts and thighs through her skimpy layer of fine cotton. Sarah found herself thinking like a typical male in heat; the kind of guy that smacks his lips and touches his cock through his shorts, as he becomes intensely turned on and horny.

“Well… I’m not so sure about that, there may be one area that needs some added attention,” Erin whispered hungrily, gazing deeply into Sarah’s eyes once more, this time more serious than ever before as she bent down over the desk, breasts inches from Sarah’s face as Erin’s ass perched upwards off the desktop.

“I…I,” Sarah stuttered, her heart fluttering as she continued to gaze into Erin’s soft brown eyes.

“You what?” Erin asked teasingly, her voice quiet and muggy, as one of her hands slowly trailing over stiff nipple of her breast through her dress, before slowly cupping her hand over her breast as her fingers stroked over her hardened nipples.

“I…,” Sarah whimpered, unable to speak clearly, she could feel her pussy heating up, aching for her touch, for her sweet savoury lips and tongue upon her insides. She felt like a virgin in high school all over again, gazing shyly into Erin’s lust-filled eyes, the warmth of her own body tearing through me. Experiencing a completely new sensation, a desire for flesh like she never felt before.

“It’s…” she heard Erin’s soft voice echo towards her, “It’s okay Sarah,” Erin whispered as the tips of her fingers pressed softly against the bottom of Sarah’s chin, only to pull the innocent woman’s face upwards, so she could look into her dark emerald green eyes. “It’s okay, my cherry blossom,” Erin whispered, her lush moist lips mere inches from Sarah’s soft warm flesh. “There’s nothing to worry about, I won’t force you to do anything…and I promise you will enjoy everything I have to offer,” Erin said as she lashed the tip of her slender tongue against the outline of her own lips before pressing her lips against Sarah’s face, kissing her gently with open lips.

“Erin… I… I don’t,” Sarah tried to speak, her fear of the unknown washing over her like a cool chill as she felt a fire, an unknown passion to please the woman in front of her building deeply inside. “I… I… that is I’ve never…,” Sarah stuttered, “I’ve never been with another woman… you know it’s… frowned upon here in the States.” She gasped, feeling the warmth of Erin body pressing against her own as she draped the tips of her fingers over Sarah’s large, firm breasts, crushing them deeply, passionately against her chest, continuing to drape her velvet lips over Sarah’s.

“That’s alright,” Erin whispered, the warmth of her breath massing across Sarah’s damp lips, as she gazed seductively into her eyes. “That’s okay my love, I’ll teach you the touch of another woman regardless of whether others think it’s taboo,” she hissed only to drape her lush moist lips over Sarah’s once more before slowly sliding one of her hands down her back, grasping the round of her ass into the palm of her hand.

“Oh…oh my… my God,” Sarah gasped as Erin continued her assault upon her neck, running the fingers of her other hand through her lover’s long raven hair. Her lips continuing their barrage on her neckline, before gently sinking the tips of her teeth into Sarah’s neck. “Uh yes,” Sarah gasped, her moans of passion, of untamed desires grew louder, forcing her to bite her bottom lip as her lover’s hands roamed all over her tight body, gliding the tip of her tongue across her throat, taking in the lovely savour of her lover’s flesh.

“Don’t… Don’t stop,” Sarah begged, thrashing her hands into Erin’s long black hair. Erin’s lips massing down the rounds of Sarah’s shoulders, before merging farther down her lush chest. Quickly removing Sarah’s bra and top, causing her to moan slightly to the cool chilled air of the air-conditioned room. The air washed over her aroused nipples, forcing her to reach up for Erin’s face only to barrel her tongue deeply into her warm mouth, savouring the tangy flavour of her tongue.

Breaking away from the embrace, Erin pushed Sarah against the pillow top chair, forcing her to recline as far back as it would allow, as she hovered over her like a darkened shadow, covering her with her lust and passion, her yearning and hunger. Slowly she sank down towards her prize, rolling, gliding the tip of her moist tongue down towards her panties. She pulled away her knickers before placing small kisses against her shaved mound, tasting the slight sugary dampness of Sarah nectar, which began to saturate through her green-laced panties.

“Take… take them off… please,” Sarah gasped, tangling her fingers into the soft auburn strands of her lover’s head, feeling her lips sliding over her hips, the tip of her tongue racing gently over her opening. “Please… Please take off my panties,” Sarah pleaded as she sighed, a slight crimson hue masking over her face as her own words echoed through her head embarrassing her.

“Mmm,” Erin moaned, standing on her knees as her eyes slowly took in the awe-inspiring scene of her lover’s tight firm body only to fixate on Sarah’s bare breasts, licking her lips as she noticed her hardened, pink nipples standing erect and at attention, before gazing back into her lover’s shimmering eyes.

“Who’s the newbie again?” Erin giggled as she rolled her hands over the sides of Sarah’s waist, pulling the elastic band of her panties as they cascaded slowly down her lightly tanned thighs, revealing the bare, shaved mound of heaven to her prying eyes. “Mmm… Perfect,” Erin purred before flinging Sarah’s panties across the office.

Quickly she continued the assault with her lips, trailing down Sarah’s inner thighs; the scent of her natural perfume ever so enticing; the fragrance driving her crazy with desire and lust. Yet Erin held firm, not wanting to ruin her lover’s first time with someone of the same sex, she continued by slowly placing soft, gentle kisses across Sarah’s body, teasing her with her lips even more.

“No… Stop… Stop,” Sarah gasped, the blood inside her boiling; craving to feel Erin’s tongue lashing over her pussy, to feel the tip of her lover’s tongue, her lips over her clitoris, taking her like a beast in the night. “Stop… Stop teasing…,” Sarah paused, only to thrash her head back against her chair as a wave of passionate bliss tore through her like a razor sharp knife.

“Fu… FUUUCK,” Sarah gasped abruptly feeling Erin’s lush lips sliding over her clitoris, sucking it into her mouth before lashing her clit with the tip of her tongue, forcing Sarah to lock her legs around Erin’s head. “Fu… FUCK YES!” Sarah howled like a dog, slamming her hips upward, again thrashing her head back against the chair as a wave of fire burst through her, a wave of intense pleasure tearing through her once more. Freeing her clit, Erin quickly shoved her whole tongue deeply into Sarah’s opening, licking her inner-walls, forcing her lover to bite down on her lip once more as she dug her nails into Erin’s shoulders.

“Mmm,” Erin moaned to the slight pain coursing through her back, only to continue the assault on her virgin lover by thrusting both her index and ring fingers into Sarah’s pussy. All the while, she continued to glide the tip of her tongue over her lover’s clit, sucking her into her warm, wet mouth before lashing her clit with the tip of her tongue repeatedly.

“Fu… FUCCCK… I’m… I’m so close… I think I’m going to…,” Sarah panted for breath feeling the intense fire inside her building like a raging inferno, the heat surging through her, almost devouring her as the pleasure continued to build more and more. Unlocking her thighs around Erin’s neck, Sarah pushed her lover’s head into her hips only to slam her pussy up to her wet hot mouth, loving the feeling of her lips and tongue devouring her. “Yes… almost… almost,” Sarah gasped, as she closed her eyes, readying herself for the coming release, the coming pressure to blow through her body.

It was then that she felt it, the pleasure fading and the heat that was building inside her slowly slipping away. Opening her eyes, Sarah gazed down at her lover only to see Erin continuing to glide her fingers in and out of Sarah’s pussy, keeping her slightly aroused.

“Wha… what… why… why did you stop?” Sarah barked, a bit disturbed to her lover’s sudden act, as if teasing her.

“It’s not that time for you yet,” Erin smiled as she rolled her tongue over her lips, her fingers still slowly gliding in and out of her lover’s tight, hot opening, keeping her slightly stimulated as she slowly sank back down between Sarah’s open thighs.

“You were going to cum too fast… too soon, you need to enjoy every emotion, every flick,” Erin purred. Rolling her tongue over the entire centre of her body, starting at the peak of Sarah’s open thighs, Erin slowly raked her tongue over the full opening of Sarah’s wet, savoury slit allowing her nectar to glide over the full length of her tongue before continuing past her lightly covered mound. Sucking her tongue back into her mouth to re-moisten it, she hovered over Sarah once more before twisting down over her stomach, again placing her tongue against her lightly tanned flesh before raking the tip over the contours of her stomach and chest.

“Mmm… fuck yeah,” Sarah moaned to the onslaught of pleasure, she could feel the slight friction of Erin’s tongue gliding across her flesh. “Fuck,” she gasped again only to gaze into her lover’s breathtaking eyes, as Erin rolled one of her hands over Sarah’s large taut breasts, cupping it into her palm before lifting it up by squeezing the tip of her stimulated nipple. Slowly, ever so teasingly, Erin glided the tip of her tongue over the rounds of Sarah’s breasts, making sure that no flesh was untouched by her tongue. While simultaneously, she continued to press the tips of her fingers deep into Sarah’s pussy, hooking the tip of her fingers upward, pressing roughly against the ceiling wall, before slowly slipping them out of her.

“Fu……FUUUUUCK!” Sarah panted, to the assault of pleasure that continued to warp all over her body. “I… I can feel it all…, I can feel all of you,” she buckled, thrashing her hips upward every time Erin drove her two fingers back into her tightness, only to heave her breast upwards whenever Erin made another attack on her large breasts.

“Mmm,” Erin moaned deeply, gliding her mouth up over Sarah’s neck, before brushing the tip of her tongue against the lobe of her ear. “Now…,” she paused as she pressed her fingers deeply into her, widening her fingers as she slowly pulled them out, casing an extreme amount of resistance between Sarah’s pussy and her own fingers.

“NOW… its time,” Erin gasped, before quickly falling back down between Sarah’s inner thighs once more. Sarah barely had a chance to take a breath before she felt the pleasure of it all rolling through her once more. Pressing her face between Sarah’s thighs Erin deeply inhaled the savoury intoxicating aroma of her lover, the scent of her stimulation sent chills of desire, of lust throughout her as she pressed her tongue flat against Sarah’s swollen opening, flicking her lover’s clitoris with the tip of her tongue.

“OH… OH MY GOD… YES… YES… RIGHT THERE.” Sarah screamed as she arched her back against the back of the chair, bursts of coloured lights flashing through her eyes as the pleasure inside her continued to build like a torrent fire. All the while Erin continued to rake her tongue against her clit; one of her hands grasping Sarah’s tight round ass, the tip of one of her fingers barrelling into her asshole as the other crushed one of Sarah’s large, firm breasts against her chest, the tips of her fingers piercing deeply into her ripen nipple.

“Yes… Yes… lick me… lick me,” Sarah begged. Locking her thighs once more, encasing Erin’s head between them as she pressed her heals against her back.

“Of course,” Erin moaned slightly, her words muffled by Sarah’s pussy as she stated swirling her tongue around the insides, her lips pressing roughly against her outer lips, as she continued to suck Sarah’s warm nectar into her mouth.

“Oh… I’m…I’m Going to,” Sarah gasped, feeling an intense wave of pleasure wash over her. It was in that moment she felt it, in that moment, that second that she felt her first lesbian induced orgasm, a pleasure so intense, so powerful and extreme she came all over Erin’s face. “OH FUCK!” Sarah cried repeatedly as she came over and over again, feeling Erin’s non-stopping tongue drilling though her like a serpent’s tongue as she sucked her lover’s sweetened nectar into her mouth swallowing her sweet enthralling nectar again and again. “Yes…, fuck yes,” Sarah panted for breath only to free Erin from her lock as the height of passion, the rage of all the pleasure took its toll on her young virgin body.

“Fuck, fuck, that was good,” Sarah, gasped, only to hear a beeping sound coming from her desk phone. “Crap… not now!” she panted, pushing Erin away from her as she quickly answered the phone.

“Hey Sarah, how’s the meeting going?” Brad, one of her associates, asked with a hipster almost gay like voice.

“How’s… how’s it going?” Sarah gasped again, pausing for a moment as she watched Erin practically tearing away all her clothing before sitting down, wide legged in front of her on her Sarah’s office table, Erin’s pussy hot and wet, ready to be devoured.

“It’s going as well as can be expected I guess,” Sarah shot back.

“Great, so anyway a bunch of us are ordering some food for lunch did you want anything?” Brad asked.

“No… I’m good… I’m about to have some Chinese for lunch,” Sarah said, giggling slightly before hanging up the phone.

“Funny,” Erin smiled, “you can dig in whenever you’re ready.”

Nebraska

Laurie shifted on her seat with a sigh. What had once been comfortably soft was turning into an annoying hardness as the hours had ticked by. She could have bought airline tickets but the timeless allure of the train had appealed to her, an experience she had always romanticized in her fantasies but that had in reality not quite lived up to her expectations. Laurie leaned forward and rubbed tiredly at her temples, the high ponytail she had placed her waist length curly blonde hair tightly into that morning causing her head to ache in time with the continuous clicking of the clocks placed throughout the train station. The sounds of would be passengers hurrying to the arriving trains teased her as she sat with her eyes squeezed shut, their rapidly falling footsteps a clear reminder of just how long she had sat stranded in the Nebraska train station.

“You look like a person with a lot on their mind, and none of it pleasant in nature.” The soft inquiry jolted Laurie out of the sad memories plaguing her thoughts, her eyes flying open as she turned to the young woman who had sat down a seat over from her hunched body.

“You wouldn’t be wrong in that assumption,” Laurie responded meekly and the young woman’s almond shaped eyes lifted upward as she smiled gently. The inky blackness of her eyes shone within the lights shining down from above, the wispy ends of her black ear length bob falling forward as she reached for the faux fur lined jacket at her feet. “Here, take my jacket. From what I can gather this is either your first time in the northern half of the country or you’ve been gone for so long that you’ve forgotten how chilly autumn nights in Nebraska can be.”

“Thank you,” Laurie replied with a soft smile, which was given back in return as she gratefully placed the jacket over her knee length skirt. “Having my legs exposed below the knee was very comfortable when I left Texas this morning, but I should have known that by the time I made it to Nebraska that would change.” The young woman moved into the seat directly beside Laurie and smoothed the jacket over her legs as she said, “My name is Sally by the way.”

“My name is Laurie,” she said in return, her eyes watching the nimble progress of her hands as she skimmed them lightly across her legs. Laurie felt her body react to the faint touch of Sally’s hand, her body quickening to her surprise as she shifted in her seat.

The darkness of Sally’s eyes deepened as she noted the way in which Laurie responded to such a light touch, but she pretended not to notice and with a knowing smile asked her instead, “You mentioned you left from Texas. Why did you leave there for here, if you don’t mind me asking?”

Laurie closed her eyes briefly with a sigh before staring into the hurrying crowd moving past them, “I lived in Nebraska has a teenager and moved to Texas a few months ago to live with my girlfriend. We…didn’t end up working out after all, so I decided to come back home…for a change of scenery you could say.” Sally leaned closer at Laurie’s hesitant admission, her fingers lightly caressing her arm as she offered her condolences. Laurie jumped at the sudden touch of her fingertips against her bare skin but she made no request for Sally to remove her hand and instead continued with her story.

With a harsh laugh Laurie turned her head to the left so that her blue eyes met the black of Sally’s as she pressed on, “It’s like a movie cliché, which you might see in the beginning of a romantic comedy or the middle of a romantic drama. I came home early one afternoon to find my girlfriend’s friend, whom she had firmly insisted many times was ONLY a friend, with her head buried between her thighs. I decided then and there I was long overdue for a family reunion. So, despite her protests that what I saw really wasn’t all that bad, I left early this morning.”

“I’m so sorry that happened to you Laurie, truly I am,” Sally said sympathetically, her fingers sliding lower down her arm as she leaned in closer to her. “No one deserves to be treated like that; I think you did the right thing by leaving as quickly as you could.”

“I know,” Laurie replied, “but as sad as it sounds I can’t help but have doubt play with my resolve. How sad is that?”

Sally shook her head vigorously at the sound of Laurie’s self-disgust as she said urgently, “It makes sense that you might have some doubts considering how much, I’m assuming, that you had invested in her. Don’t be so hard on yourself; all you need now is to take your mind off of it in one way or another…” Sally punctured her last words as she slid her fingers even lower down Laurie’s arm until they disappeared beneath her jacket and rested lightly on her lap.

Laurie’s breath stalled within her throat as her wide blue eyes caught the deep stare of Sally’s as she ran the tips of her fingers beneath the band of her skirt. Laurie’s mind ran wild with emotions, her body reacting heatedly the light touch of her hand while her thoughts were frantic with how close they were to the people all around them. Sally could see the longing intermingled with the indecision written across Laurie’s face and she curtailed the indecision by pulling the jacket up higher onto her waist.

“Rest the side of your cheek within the crock of my neck and focus on us, no one else,” Sally encouraged, her right hand sliding further beneath her skirt as Laurie did as she was told.

Laurie bit back a throaty gasp as Sally lightly traced a single finger up and down the outline of her cleft through her panties, her heart rate rising as she pressed her cheek more firmly on Sally’s shoulder. Laurie squeezed her eyes tightly shut as Sally traced her finger across fabric that already begun to moisten beneath her touch. Laurie frantically muffled her startled cry as she moved her cheek and pressed her face fully into Sally’s neck, the sudden sensation of her finger slipping beneath the thin protection of her panties and onto the softness of her skin. Laurie’s breath rasped against Sally’s shoulder as she tried desperately to muffle her moans of pleasure as Sally ran her fingers down and up the slickness of her arousal. Laurie panted and pressed herself as subtly as she could into the touch of Sally’s hand, her fingers brushing back and forth across her aching clit in tempting circles that Laurie found herself desperately hoping for more of.

All the sounds of people moving around them gradually began to disappear beneath the delicious pressure of Sally’s fingers against her clit, the wet sliding sensation of her fingers brushing relentlessly back and forth across the surface of her sensitive skin. Laurie bit into her lower lip and tried desperately to prevent the loud moan that threatened to escape from her throat, each slide of Sally’s fingers across her slick skin sending shiver after delicious shiver up her spine as she sat there in the public train station with her body trembling with both need and an awareness of where they happened to be. Sally nuzzled her cheek against Laurie with a mischievous smile that spread her pink lips wide, a smile which turned swiftly into a sweeter version of its former self that beamed at people passing by who happened to glance in their direction.

Laurie’s breath expelled in panting gasps into Sally’s shoulder as she felt her arousal rising and rising, her body aching for a release Laurie wanted ever so desperately. She moaned as she pressed her hips upward into Sally’s hand, her appreciative murmurs in response to Laurie’s libidinous reaction to her touch washing warmly over her.

Each firm press of Sally’s fingertips into her wet flesh brought her closer and closer to that delicious edge of shattered self-control, Laurie’s body quickening in hungry hopefulness…until the sudden sound of the announcer speaking into the intercom system was heard, informing potential passengers of the next train leaving the station.

“Oh no,” Sally exclaimed in a breathless chuckle, Laurie’s desperate mewls of protest falling upon deaf ears as Sally pulled her fingers away, “that’s my train…”

 

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Possession

Christina slouched upon her chaise lounge with an exhausted sigh, the residual sounds of persistent phone calls and fellow executives clamouring for her attention still plaguing her mind even after she had managed to make it home. It had been an excessively stressful week and she was more than grateful that Friday had finally arrived. She had informed her fellow marketing team members that she definitely would not be available by phone or email from the end of the day through to Sunday night like she had always been before, a request she so sorely needed to have kept. Christina rarely took her time and energy away from the advertising company she helped to keep afloat but for once she was determined to have a weekend to herself in which work was strictly uninvited.

Christina smoothed her hands down her jet black pencil skirt and pulled with irritation at the frills of her dark purple blouse as she kicked off her peep toed pumps, the satin softness of her favourite royal blue nightgown a temptation she was more than eager to give into to. More often than not she found herself falling asleep in her work clothes to Patrick’s chagrin, but tonight she would make an exception to that unfortunate nightly occurrence. As if the mere thought of him had beckoned wordlessly for him to appear, the spicy scent of Christina’s favourite cologne suddenly drifted pleasantly into her nose. She inhaled the enticing aroma with an appreciative sigh and with her eyes still closed tight she spoke clearly into the uncertain quiet, “You may approach me Patrick, in fact nothing in this moment would make me happier.”

Without a moment’s hesitation she heard footsteps approaching her, the likes of which tapered off directly in front of her reclining body. Christina opened her eyes with a soft smile, the sight of her relaxed state winning a gentle smile from Patrick in return. Christina’s light brown eyes drank in the sight of her personal assistant of only a few weeks, her lips widening further with pleasure as she noted that he had heeded to her wishes and arrived promptly at 5pm before Christina had officially made it home. Patrick nervously ran his left hand through his unruly tawny locks that never seemed to stay in place, his right hand running down his argyle cardigan that always seemed to be buttoned in the wrong order as he stood before her. After a particularly unorganized day a few weeks prior Christina had finally decided that it was time to hire a personal assistant, a decision that had brought to her desk countless candidates that just hadn’t seemed like the right fit…until Patrick had arrived. Christina had found herself immediately drawn to his shy demeanour, his awkward fidgeting and unsuccessful attempt to tame his wavy ear length hair charming attributes that she couldn’t help but be attracted to.

“What may I do for you, Christina?” With one eyebrow cocked she replied, “Now Patrick you know I prefer to be called Ms. Reynolds at night…” “You’re right, I’m sorry Chr- err, Ms. Reynolds, I forgot,” Patrick stammered in reply but Christina merely beckoned towards him and said, “It’s alright Patrick, we’re all allowed to make mistakes from time to time. Now, I’d like to have my bath prepared and my favourite blue nightgown laid out upon my bed if you’d be so kind to do so.” “Of course Ms. Reynolds, I will do that right now as you wish!” Christina nodded her dismal and Patrick quickly made his way to her bedroom, the soft patter of his feet disappearing down the hall as Christina pressed herself once more back into her cushioned seat.

She lay like that a moment or two longer before rising to her stockinged feet, her arms stretching upward into the air as she strolled in the direction that Patrick had gone at her command. As she entered her bedroom she was greeted by the enticing sound and calming scent of her bubble bath being prepared for her only a few steps to her right, anticipation beginning to awaken within her as she stood confidently within the centre of her room. Patrick’s attentions, as heavily attuned towards Christina’s needs as she had instructed them to be, sent him from the bathroom and placed him in a kneeling position at her feet. “May I undress you Ms. Reynolds?” “You may,” Christina replied as she stood above him, his hazel hued eyes gazing upward into her brown ones as she nodded her head and lifted her left foot.

Patrick reached upward and slowly rolled her stocking down her left leg, his hand brushing lightly across her foot as he placed the delicate fabric to his right at the foot of the bed. Patrick did the same for her right leg before waiting as Christina turned her back to him to stand back up, his fingers grasping the zipper of her skirt before pulling it carefully down her hips. Christina turned her front to him once more and watched with a calculating pleasure as Patrick carefully undid the buttons of her blouse before pulling it softly down both of her arms. An almost predatory smile spread across Christina’s face as she noted the way in which his fingers shook as he unhooked the front clasp of her bra, his breath catching within his throat as the creamy skin of her pert breasts sprang free as he pulled her bra straps off of her arms before descending back to the floor.

Christina murmured appreciatively at the sensation of Patrick’s hands trembling against her skin as he pulled her lace edged pink panties down her hips, his chest rising and falling rapidly with excitement, which he unsuccessfully attempted to hide from Christina, as he laid them gently atop the rest of her work attire. Patrick knelt there with his head bowed, his voice shaky with repressed arousal that sent a shiver of desire up Christina’s spine as he asked, “Are you ready for your bath, Ms. Reynolds?”

“Why yes, Patrick, yes I am,” Christina replied softly as she sauntered past him towards the tempting confines of her bathtub while Patrick followed obediently behind her. Christina stopped at the porcelain side of her lion clawed bath and held out her left hand expectantly, her eyes glancing pleasingly across the plate of plump strawberries Patrick had placed there at her earlier behest as she felt him take her hand in his.

Christina stepped carefully into the tantalizing warm water of her sweetly scented tub as Patrick helped her in, her rose coloured nipples peaking prettily as she settled herself in with an appreciative sigh. Christina leaned her neck back against the smooth surface of her tub, the warmth of the water a welcome embrace in lieu of the stressful day she had endured since 7pm that morning. The sweet scent of lavender enveloped her as she looked over with half lidded eyes toward Patrick while she reached over and picked up the strawberry nearest to her searching fingers. She sucked it suggestively between her lips as she kept her stare piercing into Patrick’s, his eyes widening as he watched the pull of her mouth around the sweet fruit. He jumped when she suddenly bit down forcefully into its succulent skin, the juices running down her chin as she placed the stem back upon the plate and slowly ran a finger through the pink liquid before sucking her wet finger into her mouth. Christina suckled her finger in the same way she had the strawberry, her tongue circling around it as she pressed it in and out of her mouth before reaching forward and running the tip of it around Patrick’s parted lips. He trembled at her light touch, his eyes following her every move as she pulled her finger away and pointed it instead toward the hair atop her head, which she had pinned into a high bun.

Patrick immediately responded to her unspoken command and settled behind her head, his fingers carefully pulling pin after pin from her bun until Christina’s hair fell free in chocolate brown waves around her wet shoulders. “Please Patrick, my shoulders are so tense,” Christina indicated with a deceptive innocence, a contented sigh once more escaping from between her lips as Patrick settled his hands upon her shoulders. He massaged as thoroughly as he had been taught, alternating between light and deep presses as Christina luxuriated within the sweet scented bubbles and the calming feeling of Patrick’s fingers rubbing away the stress induced aches of the day. With a final relaxed sigh Christina spoke out into the tepid air, “Please be a dear Patrick and help me from the tub. I think I’d like to lounge upon my bed now…”

Patrick scrambled to his feet and reached for the nearest towel, his breath catching in his throat as Christina slowly rose to her feet. Her skin glistened with moisture as she stood naked before his heated stare, her eyes pinned possessively into his as he wrapped the towel around her body and whisked the wetness away. Christina’s hand upon his wrist stopped his movements as she took the towel away from his grip and let it fall to the floor in a pile around her feet and nodded her head towards her nightgown that Patrick had draped nearby. He reached for it and placed it within reach of her outstretched hand, his eyes trying desperately to remain steadfastly upon her face as Christina let the silken fabric meld against her damp skin as it fell downward before stopping in a lace edged swirl below her knees.

Christina’s nipples pressed enticingly against the plunging neckline of her gown as she ran one finger teasingly around the outline of each of her breasts as she watched him. She turned her attention towards the beckoning softness of her bed before looking back and sweeping her eyes up and down Patrick’s tense body. Christina nodded her head once more towards the bed before making her way towards it, her hips swaying with a promising debauchery that forced Patrick’s eyes momentarily shut with the swift surge of arousal he was helpless to stop, his senses entirely attuned to the beckoning of her body as she gave him no choice but to follow…

Christina settled herself comfortably upon the edge of her bed, her legs crossed demurely at the knee as she snapped her fingers and said sharply, “I want you take off every article of clothing you have on and leave them in a pile in front of the bathroom. Then, when you are entirely nude, I want you to crawl towards my feet on your hands and knees. Do you understand me Patrick?” “Yes Ms. Reynolds,” Patrick replied hoarsely, his fingers fumbling with his cardigan as he clumsily let it fall to the floor before moving his attentions to his pants. Patrick pulled both his briefs and pants down his legs all at once until he stood exposed to Christina’s possessive stare.

Patrick slowly sunk to the ground, the cold tiles of the bathroom floor biting into his knees as he began to crawl towards Christina, an anticipatory grin spreading her plump lips wide as she cast her hot gaze upon the sight of his straining shaft bobbing so temptingly between his thighs as he made his way towards her. Patrick stopped directly in front of her toes as he waited for the next command she would make. Christina bent downward and grasped Patrick’s chin within one hand as she tilted his head upward and said with a seductive confidence that momentarily took the breath from Patrick’s body, “Once I’ve pressed my back into the bed and spread my legs wide, I want you to bury yourself between my thighs and suckle and pull at my flesh until I come, hard, against your mouth. You will do that for me, won’t you Patrick?” The whimper she heard emerge from between Patrick’s parted lips was all the answer that Christina needed and in its wake she bent down closely so that her lips were so temptingly close to his own as she whispered teasingly into his mouth, “Good boy…”

Christina pressed her lips against Patrick’s in a brief kiss before releasing his chin and pressing her back comfortably into her bed. She pulled the bottom of her nightgown upward so that it settled above the curve of her hips. Patrick inhaled sharply at the seductive sight of her swollen flesh so deliciously close to his lips as Christina ever so slowly spread her legs as wide as her body would allow. When Christina’s body stilled upon her sheets as Patrick shakily moved forward, his shaft pulsing with pleasure as he pressed his trembling lips into the soft crease of her right inner thigh.

Christina pressed herself into his touch as she reached forward with both hands and wrapped her fingers into his hair. She tugged him forcefully toward the swollen folds of her cleft and with a throaty moan Patrick eagerly sank his mouth into the delectably soft flesh nestled between her inviting thighs. Christina gasped in delight as he ran the back of his tongue hungrily up the length of her slit, her hips pressing into the touch of his tongue as he ran it upward and back, upward and back. Patrick brought his hands up to grasp her inner thighs as he lapped eagerly at her flesh, the scent and taste of her sex further enflaming his own aching arousal as he drank hers in.

Christina ground her hips into the talented strokes of his tongue and the firmness of his lips as he ate at her flesh, wavy strands of her dark brown hair falling between her parted lips as she panted beneath his touch. Patrick pressed his fingers firmly into her flesh as she moaned beneath the ministrations of his mouth, his own guttural groan disappearing against her skin as he circled his tongue around the outside of her aching clit. Christina had taught Patrick precisely what she liked and she had found that he took direction quite well when it came to the pleasure of her body. Patrick lapped at her folds with the hunger of the starved, relishing the flavour of her flesh as she lay spread before him. He ran his tongue down towards her heated opening and pressed the tip of it inside. Christina gasped in surprised delight at the sudden sensation of his tongue entering her, the forward roll of her hips encouraging him to explore further.

Patrick pressed his tongue forward and back, forward and back, his fingers digging into her quivering thighs as he pressed them firmly into the softness of her bed. Patrick then pulled his tongue out and slid it back up her slit and began to caress the sensitive surface of her clit with the tip of his tongue. He stroked her aching bud with a gentle touch as he circled around it before switching out his tongue for his teeth. Christina’s eyelids flew open and she let out a startled cry as he increased the pressure of his teeth around her clit until pleasure flirted with pain. Christina’s entire body thrummed with a nervous energy as he held her tender skin so delicately between his teeth, her breath expelling in panting gasps as he then released her and instead wrapped his lips around where his teeth had been.

Patrick suckled her delicate clit between his lips before bathing her with laps of his tongue, alternating between the two sensations as Christina moaned throatily with pleasure above him. Christina reached for Patrick as he pleasured her, her fingers digging into his unruly hair once more as she undulated her hips eagerly towards his mouth. She held on tightly to his hair, winding strands of it around her fingers before tugging it so sharply that Patrick could not help but gasp at the sudden pain. Christina held him strongly against her, preventing his mouth from moving away from her hungry flesh.

Patrick feverishly fed from her flesh, his tongue stroking vigorously up and down her cleft, his lips, his tongue and his breath all dragging Christina closer and closer to the edge of her control. She shivered and tensed as his embrace finally became too much for her body to resist. Christina momentarily tensed, her arms and legs stiffening before relaxing as, with a shuddering cry, she came forcefully against Patrick’s mouth. Christina’s back bowed as the intensity of her orgasm ripped through her body, moan after throaty moan expelling from her throat as she writhed without an ounce of self-control. Christina thrashed and groaned as Patrick continued to suckle his lips around her flesh, his own body responding hungrily to the sound and taste of her release.

With one last shuddering sigh and roll of her hips Christina finally settled limply back into her bed. Her hands she kept within his hair but she loosened her punishing grip, petting his hair lazily as he laid his right cheek softly against her right thigh. Patrick’s breath wheezed in and out of his throat, his heart thumping erratically within his chest as his own unsatiated desire pulsed needily from between his legs. Christina shifted beneath him and pulled her leg away, his cheek resting instead against her bed as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and got to her feet, her nightgown falling back down her legs as she strolled around his still kneeling body.

Patrick shivered as she ran her fingers down his naked back, his eyes widening as she bent over and whispered heatedly into his ear while her left hand closed around the base of his shaft, “I love how hungry you are for me, Patrick, so hard and swollen with need. You’d love nothing more than to thrust yourself inside of me, wouldn’t you Patrick?” Her fingers squeezed suggestively around his shaft and rolled upward toward the sensitive head as he whimpered and responded with a shaky yes. Christina smiled with satisfaction, her tongue flicking out to lick up his ear before suddenly nipping sharply at his earlobe. Patrick cried out in surprise at the sudden pain, and as her grip intensified around his engorged flesh Christina bit out dominatingly into his ear, “You will come inside of my body when I ALLOW you to and only when I give you permission to do so. NOT when you want to or if you think it’s what I desire. Come ONLY when I explicitly give my consent. Do you understand me Patrick?” “Yes, Ms. Reynolds,” Patrick whispered breathily in return.

“Good…” Christina said with a smile as she released his shaft and stood back up. She headed for the hallway but stopped momentarily within the doorway of her room and spoke to Patrick over her shoulder. “You will remain on your knees until I return. Then, and only then, will I decide if I will allow you inside of my body. Do you understand me, Patrick?” “Yes, Ms. Reynolds,” Patrick replied meekly as he trembled upon her bedroom floor. The muffled sounds of his desperate groans followed her as she exited her bedroom, a mischievous smile spreading her lips wide as she left him there upon her floor aching for a touch that she, and only she, was allowed to give.

Sally

Tom woke, unable to move his arms. He could feel the restraints around his upper arms and wrists. Moving them forward, he was unable to get them above his waist. Gauging from the lack of feeling in them he‘d been bound and in that position for a while. The ground was cool beneath him, no doubt a tile floor as he could feel the grout indents in his arm. Struggling up to a sitting position, he couldn’t fully open his eyes and realized he was blindfolded. The heart in his chest beat a little more rapidly at the predicament he was in, and raced further when he heard a door open and close from behind him. Turning his head in the direction of the sound, Sally’s voice presented itself as a soft clicking of heels made their way towards him.

Her hand came down gently on his head, causing him to start with the unexpected touch. She walked in a circle around him, nails trailing in his hair as she did so. “Beautiful. I love a boy kneeling and bound on the floor in front of me.” She stopped behind him on the second time around and gripped his hair hard with one hand before crouching behind him, pressing her naked body against his bare back. “But, how obedient are you?”

Tom didn’t dare answer, unsure if he was supposed to or not.

“Unless otherwise told to, you will answer when spoken to. Now, how obedient are you going to be?” Sally warned.

“Very.” Tom answered eagerly, “As obedient as I need to be.”

“Good. A good boy has to be obedient.” Her words were raspy with pleasure, “Oh, and I see you’ve woken to the idea as well.”

Through the entire ordeal he’d been fighting the reaction, but his body was reacting in a way he didn’t think possible. A hiss of breath released from his mouth as she ran something hard against his balls and up the shaft of his cock. “Such a pretty cock you have here.” The hard something slapped gently over his balls and he jumped.

“On all fours,” she said suddenly, and when he didn’t respond in a timely manner, a riding crop came down a little harder on his balls. “Now!” she barked at him.

A small smile twisted on Tom’s lips as he bent over from his sitting position.

Tom stiffened a little as her hand came to rest on his ass cheek. “Uh, uh, now, relax,” she said, Tom’s body sighed into relaxation, “Much better. Gee, someone likes their ass spanked, don’t they?” She whispered into his ear.

To emphasize her point she trailed a hand down his back and over the curve of his ass. Without hesitation, she opened her hand flat and slapped with a small amount of force onto his open bare bottom.

“Like that, do you?” Sally responded at his gasp.

“You are not to come until I tell you to. If you do,” Sally stated, “the consequences are going to be favorable for me.”

She continued to follow the curve of his ass until her fingers touched the back side of his balls. She lingered there for an uneasy minute, and then dragged her fingers to meet his asshole. Her middle finger circled the small entry, leaving Tom excited and nervous.

A sound caught Tom’s attention. It was similar to lotion being squeezed from a bottle. Sally’s finger still traced his hole, slightly penetrating then retreating every so often as Tom listened to the glistening sound of lubrication dragging over a dildo.

Sally used her other hand to stroke the lube up and down over the dildo connected to her black panties. She alternated between watching herself stroke the dildo and finger Tom’s asshole.

Sally’s finger had joined with two others to shove inside Tom, she reached deep inside of him to widen his ass and take the cock strapped to her. She stopped pushing her fingers into him and sat for a second taking in the small but gaping hole.

Without warning, she shoved her cock into Tom. His voice went deep, low and smooth as he bellowed an almost painful moan of pleasure. Sally pushed the cock deep into his ass, sliding with ease to the base of the dildo, pressing her pelvis hard against him.

Slowly, she pulled from him and held just the tip inside of him before pushing, slowly still, back into him. Her chest bent slightly so that she could firmly grasp Tom’s hips. Her fingers wrapped around the fold of his hips and legs.

Sally effortlessly pushed in and out of Tom with increasing speed as he moaned and gasped. With each push, a shock of pure ecstasy shot through his groin. Wild with the need to feel more, Tom began to push his hips into Sally to help her go in deeper.

As she shoved into him harder, his bound hands gave way underneath him, pushing his ass higher as his chest fell to the floor. Sally did not slow; she continued to shove with more determination.

“Remember, you’re not allowed to cum until I tell you.” Sally’s words brought a small cry of desperation from Tom’s lips.

Abruptly, Sally pulled out of Tom and commanded, “Sit back on your heels.” Sally unstrapped the dildo as Tom did as he was commanded.

Sally’s cool, moist with lube hand wrapped around his cock, pulling on it roughly. She teased him, pulling and twisting his cock. It didn’t hurt, instead tom found it quite pleasurable.

Without warning a soft slap came across his face. Her hand wove through his hair again and gripped it tight, canting his head back a little. Her lips came down on his in a nipping kiss full of teeth. Her tongue moved its way into his mouth.

“Open that pretty mouth of yours.” Sally demanded, “I’m going to stroke your cock, let me hear the sound of your pleasure.”

Her hand wove and twisted around his cock, causing some pleasing discomfort. Tom was beside himself with sensation as her silky, chilled hands played with him. Her eyes were deep in concentration as she watched what she was playing with.

She removed one of her hands from his cock, while the other continued to play with his shaft. The second hand met his warm balls. Tom let a gasp of pleasure escape his lips, making Sally’s eyebrows raise with the corners of her lips. Her fingers twisted around his balls delicately. Suddenly, she pinched just below Tom’s balls. His body stiffened with excitement. Her other hand never leaving his shaft.

“All fours. Now!”

Her heels clicked as she walked around in a semicircle to be behind Tom. Her hands picking up where she had left off. Pulling his cock behind him, he felt the warmth of her mouth overwhelm his dick with sensation. She pumped her mouth vigorously over his dick, holding it steady with her hands. His balls were tight and on the very of bursting. He unconsciously cried out his despair. “It’s not your time to cum!” Sally reminded Tom.

Sally rose to her feet and pulling Tom by his hair, she tugged him up and pushed him forward. Because of the way his hands were bound and, he now realized, his feet, he fell and was unable to break his fall. Once again she handled him roughly until he was on his back on a bed. “Eat it. Ass and pussy.”

She climbed on top of his face and sat. He worked her pussy and ass as demanded with his tongue, running it up and down her slit the best he could with his limited motion, penetrating her as far as he could while she ground herself on to him, rapidly moving her hips over his mouth and nose, nearly suffocating him with her pussy. Tom moaned under her with excitement.

The command in her voice and the way she tasted was nearly enough to make him stroke himself off behind her back. His tied hands wrapped around his dick and he excitedly jerked his cock. Moaning under her, Tom’s body tightened and softened as he released his orgasm.

“Oh, that simply will not do.” Sally stated, looking back and seeing what Tom had done.

All too abruptly she moved and situated herself over him and slammed her wet pussy down on his cock. The force and feel of her pussy, so tight and wet encasing him, made him sit up. Sally pushed him back down, his bound hands nestled between their stomachs as her hands braced themselves on his chest and she rode him while moving just her hips.

She swiveled her hips in a clockwise, then counter clockwise motion. He could feel the ball of her cervix with the tip of his cock as it moved around inside. Forwards and backwards she moved, the feeling of her pussy around him caused a low moan to escape from him. Reaching down as she continued to ride Tom, Sally untied his hands giving him freedom to touch her.

Pulling her hair he tilted her neck to the side and bit lightly, claiming her as his own. He bit his way across her shoulders and collarbone, to her tits where he bit and sucked her nipples. She cried out. She wanted to feel the entire length of him within her.

Flipping her over, Tom covered her body with his own, fucking her hard and deep. Her hands went to his back and she dragged her nails down his back, causing him to moan out in pain as she was silent. Releasing the hold, her body came off the bed a little bit, arms wrapping and him as she bit and kissed her way across his chest in turn.

She settled back into the bed and he came down, forcing his tongue into her gasping mouth to kiss her before pulling once more on her hair. He withdrew from her, his cock bouncing in time with his heartbeat. “Roll over.”

On all fours he entered her pussy. She gasped. Grabbing a handful of her hair, he pulled her head back causing her back to arch as he fucked her from behind, using her hair as his leverage. Grabbing a pillow, he placed it under her hips.

“Make me cum!” Her lips hissed the demand as she released a loud moan.

As he brought his lips to her neck he felt the first real tremor of release from her pussy around his cock. He picked up his thrusts, a steady rhythm, not too hard and fast, his balls no longer slapping, but drawn close to his body for his impending orgasm. He moved her head to the side and he kissed her as he deep and rhythmically threw his cock into her, driving into its home.

They both moaned into the kiss. Sally trembled first, breaking it just as the crest of her orgasm took hold. He fucked her convulsing pussy as it teased him to cum. She cried her release. Thrusting into her, he fucked her harder than before, his moans now desperate with the need for his second release. He bent down and kissed her roughly. She bit down on his lip and he tried to pull away. Her arms and legs wrapped around him once again as she met him thrust for thrust.

“You can cum now.” She smirked as she gave permission.

And then it was there. She felt him swell further inside of her, become harder, his thrusts more erratic. Then the sound which she loved and craved to hear erupted from his mouth. She could feel his cock twitching with each spurt of cum that flooded her pussy and warmed her from the inside.

They both laid there for a while; catching their breaths while entwined with one another. While he’d softened inside of her, he still filled her, and he could feel the aftershocks of her orgasm around his cock.

Lunchtime Meeting

“’I just don’t like fat chicks,’ was the last thing the monster dickhead I called my boyfriend said before taking the last of his crap and fleeing from our apartment several months ago, since then I’ve been re-thinking my life over.” Sarah whispered before apologizing to Erin, the Chinese business associate that came to her office to discuss the next term’s financials.

“I… I’m so sorry, I don’t know why but when we started talking about relationships, I just lost it and felt I could tell you everything,” Sarah sighed, a bit embarrassed with herself.

“Fat chicks huh?” Erin hissed, standing up as she walked in front of the mirror in Sarah’s office. “I’ve never thought myself or you for that matter as anything to do with fat,” Erin sighed rolling one of her hands over her sharply curved breasts, the tips of her fingers beating against her already roused covered nipple as her other hand snaked slightly the cloth dress protection her inner thighs. “I guess I could use a little toning.” She sighed, not really needing it, but wanting to see Sarah’s response.

“You?” Sarah paused mid thought oddly finding herself physically comparing Erin to the typical man; she would get all wet over. The type of guy she would drop her panties for before even knowing his name. “I think your body is perfect as is,” Sarah confessed. It was the first time she found herself looking at another woman in that kind of way, admiring the sharply curved rounds of her breasts and thighs through her skimpy layer of fine cotton. Sarah found herself thinking like a typical male in heat; the kind of guy that smacks his lips and touches his cock through his shorts, as he becomes intensely turned on and horny.

“Well… I’m not so sure about that, there may be one area that needs some added attention,” Erin whispered hungrily, gazing deeply into Sarah’s eyes once more, this time more serious than ever before as she bent down over the desk, breasts inches from Sarah’s face as Erin’s ass perched upwards off the desktop.

“I…I,” Sarah stuttered, her heart fluttering as she continued to gaze into Erin’s soft brown eyes.

“You what?” Erin asked teasingly, her voice quiet and muggy, as one of her hands slowly trailing over stiff nipple of her breast through her dress, before slowly cupping her hand over her breast as her fingers stroked over her hardened nipples.

“I…,” Sarah whimpered, unable to speak clearly, she I could feel her pussy heating up, aching for her touch, for her sweet savoury lips and tongue upon her insides. She felt like a virgin in high school all over again, gazing shyly into Erin’s lust-filled eyes, the warmth of her own body tearing through me. Experiencing a completely new sensation, a desire for flesh like she never felt before.

“It’s…” she heard Erin’s soft voice echo towards her, “It’s okay Sarah,” Erin whispered as the tips of her fingers pressed softly against the bottom of Sarah’s chin, only to pull the innocent woman’s face upwards, so she could look into her dark emerald green eyes. “It’s okay, my cherry blossom,” Erin whispered, her lush moist lips mere inches from Sarah’s soft warm flesh. “There’s nothing to worry about, I won’t force you to do anything…and I promise you will enjoy everything I have to offer,” Erin said as she lashed the tip of her slender tongue against the outline of her own lips before pressing her lips against Sarah’s face, kissing her gently with open lips.

“Erin… I… I don’t,” Sarah tried to speak, her fear of the unknown washing over her like a cool chill as she felt a fire, an unknown passion to please the woman in front of her building deeply inside. “I… I… that is I’ve never…,” Sarah stuttered, “I’ve never been with another woman… you know it’s… frowned upon here in the States.” She gasped, feeling the warmth of Erin body pressing against her own as she draped the tips of her fingers over Sarah’s large, firm breasts, crushing them deeply, passionately against her chest, continuing to drape her velvet lips over Sarah’s.

“That’s alright,” Erin whispered, the warmth of her breath massing across Sarah’s damp lips, as she gazed seductively into her eyes. “That’s okay my love, I’ll teach you the touch of another woman regardless of whether others think it’s taboo,” she hissed only to drape her lush moist lips over Sarah’s once more before slowly sliding one of her hands down her back, grasping the round of her ass into the palm of her hand.

“Oh…oh my… my God,” Sarah gasped as Erin continued her assault upon her neck, running the fingers of her other hand through her lover’s long raven hair. Her lips continuing their barrage on her neckline, before gently sinking the tips of her teeth into Sarah’s neck. “Uh yes,” Sarah gasped, her moans of passion, of untamed desires grew louder, forcing her to bite her bottom lip as her lover’s hands roamed all over her tight body, gliding the tip of her tongue across her throat, taking in the lovely savour of her lover’s flesh.

“Don’t… Don’t stop,” Sarah begged, thrashing her hands into Erin’s long black hair. Erin’s lips massing down the rounds of Sarah’s shoulders, before merging farther down her lush chest. Quickly removing Sarah’s bra and top, causing her to moan slightly to the cool chilled air of the air-conditioned room. The air washed over her aroused nipples, forcing her to reach up for Erin’s face only to barrel her tongue deeply into her warm mouth, savouring the tangy flavour of her tongue.

Breaking away from the embrace, Erin pushed Sarah against the pillow top chair, forcing her to recline as far back as it would allow, as she hovered over her like a darkened shadow, covering her with her lust and passion, her yearning and hunger. Slowly she sank down towards her prize, rolling, gliding the tip of her moist tongue down towards her panties. She pulled away her knickers before placing small kisses against her shaved mound, tasting the slight sugary dampness of Sarah nectar, which began to saturate through her green-laced panties.

“Take… take them off… please,” Sarah gasped, tangling her fingers into the soft auburn strands of her lover’s head, feeling her lips sliding over her hips, the tip of her tongue racing gently over her opening. “Please… Please take off my panties,” Sarah pleaded as she sighed, a slight crimson hue masking over her face as her own words echoed through her head embarrassing her.

“Mmm,” Erin moaned, standing on her knees as her eyes slowly took in the awe-inspiring scene of her lover’s tight firm body only to fixate on Sarah’s bare breasts, licking her lips as she noticed her hardened, pink nipples standing erect and at attention, before gazing back into her lover’s shimmering eyes.

“Who’s the newbie again?” Erin giggled as she rolled her hands over the sides of Sarah’s waist, pulling the elastic band of her panties as they cascaded slowly down her lightly tanned thighs, revealing the bare, shaved mound of heaven to her prying eyes. “Mmm… Perfect,” Erin purred before flinging Sarah’s panties across the office.

Quickly she continued the assault with her lips, trailing down Sarah’s inner thighs; the scent of her natural perfume ever so enticing; the fragrance driving her crazy with desire and lust. Yet Erin held firm, not wanting to ruin her lover’s first time with someone of the same sex, she continued by slowly placing soft, gentle kisses across Sarah’s body, teasing her with her lips even more.

“No… Stop… Stop,” Sarah gasped, the blood inside her boiling; craving to feel Erin’s tongue lashing over her pussy, to feel the tip of her lover’s tongue, her lips over her clitoris, taking her like a beast in the night. “Stop… Stop teasing…,” Sarah paused, only to thrash her head back against her chair as a wave of passionate bliss tore through her like a razor sharp knife.

“Fu… FUUUCK,” Sarah gasped abruptly feeling Erin’s lush lips sliding over her clitoris, sucking it into her mouth before lashing her clit with the tip of her tongue, forcing Sarah to lock her legs around Erin’s head. “Fu… FUCK YES!” Sarah howled like a dog, slamming her hips upward, again thrashing her head back against the chair as a wave of fire burst through her, a wave of intense pleasure tearing through her once more. Freeing her clit, Erin quickly shoved her whole tongue deeply into Sarah’s opening, licking her inner-walls, forcing her lover to bite down on her lip once more as she dug her nails into Erin’s shoulders.

“Mmm,” Erin moaned to the slight pain coursing through her back, only to continue the assault on her virgin lover by thrusting both her index and ring fingers into Sarah’s pussy. All the while, she continued to glide the tip of her tongue over her lover’s clit, sucking her into her warm, wet mouth before lashing her clit with the tip of her tongue repeatedly.

“Fu… FUCCCK… I’m… I’m so close… I think I’m going to…,” Sarah panted for breath feeling the intense fire inside her building like a raging inferno, the heat surging through her, almost devouring her as the pleasure continued to build more and more. Unlocking her thighs around Erin’s neck, Sarah pushed her lover’s head into her hips only to slam her pussy up to her wet hot mouth, loving the feeling of her lips and tongue devouring her. “Yes… almost… almost,” Sarah gasped, as she closed her eyes, readying herself for the coming release, the coming pressure to blow through her body.

It was then that she felt it, the pleasure fading and the heat that was building inside her slowly slipping away. Opening her eyes, Sarah gazed down at her lover only to see Erin continuing to glide her fingers in and out of Sarah’s pussy, keeping her slightly aroused.

“Wha… what… why… why did you stop?” Sarah barked, a bit disturbed to her lover’s sudden act, as if teasing her.

“It’s not that time for you yet,” Erin smiled as she rolled her tongue over her lips, her fingers still slowly gliding in and out of her lover’s tight, hot opening, keeping her slightly stimulated as she slowly sank back down between Sarah’s open thighs.

“You were going to cum too fast… too soon, you need to enjoy every emotion, every flick,” Erin purred. Rolling her tongue over the entire centre of her body, starting at the peak of Sarah’s open thighs, Erin slowly raked her tongue over the full opening of Sarah’s wet, savoury slit allowing her nectar to glide over the full length of her tongue before continuing past her lightly covered mound. Sucking her tongue back into her mouth to re-moisten it, she hovered over Sarah once more before twisting down over her stomach, again placing her tongue against her lightly tanned flesh before raking the tip over the contours of her stomach and chest.

“Mmm… fuck yeah,” Sarah moaned to the onslaught of pleasure, she could feel the slight friction of Erin’s tongue gliding across her flesh. “Fuck,” she gasped again only to gaze into her lover’s breathtaking eyes, as Erin rolled one of her hands over Sarah’s large taut breasts, cupping it into her palm before lifting it up by squeezing the tip of her stimulated nipple. Slowly, ever so teasingly, Erin glided the tip of her tongue over the rounds of Sarah’s breasts, making sure that no flesh was untouched by her tongue. While simultaneously, she continued to press the tips of her fingers deep into Sarah’s pussy, hooking the tip of her fingers upward, pressing roughly against the ceiling wall, before slowly slipping them out of her.

“Fu……FUUUUUCK!” Sarah panted, to the assault of pleasure that continued to warp all over her body. “I… I can feel it all…, I can feel all of you,” she buckled, thrashing her hips upward every time Erin drove her two fingers back into her tightness, only to heave her breast upwards whenever Erin made another attack on her large breasts.

“Mmm,” Erin moaned deeply, gliding her mouth up over Sarah’s neck, before brushing the tip of her tongue against the lobe of her ear. “Now…,” she paused as she pressed her fingers deeply into her, widening her fingers as she slowly pulled them out, casing an extreme amount of resistance between Sarah’s pussy and her own fingers.

“NOW… its time,” Erin gasped, before quickly falling back down between Sarah’s inner thighs once more. Sarah barely had a chance to take a breath before she felt the pleasure of it all rolling through her once more. Pressing her face between Sarah’s thighs Erin deeply inhaled the savoury intoxicating aroma of her lover, the scent of her stimulation sent chills of desire, of lust throughout her as she pressed her tongue flat against Sarah’s swollen opening, flicking her lover’s clitoris with the tip of her tongue.

“OH… OH MY GOD… YES… YES… RIGHT THERE.” Sarah screamed as she arched her back against the back of the chair, bursts of coloured lights flashing through her eyes as the pleasure inside her continued to build like a torrent fire. All the while Erin continued to rake her tongue against her clit; one of her hands grasping Sarah’s tight round ass, the tip of one of her fingers barrelling into her asshole as the other crushed one of Sarah’s large, firm breasts against her chest, the tips of her fingers piercing deeply into her ripen nipple.

“Yes… Yes… lick me… lick me,” Sarah begged. Locking her thighs once more, encasing Erin’s head between them as she pressed her heals against her back.

“Of course,” Erin moaned slightly, her words muffled by Sarah’s pussy as she stated swirling her tongue around the insides, her lips pressing roughly against her outer lips, as she continued to suck Sarah’s warm nectar into her mouth.

“Oh… I’m…I’m Going to,” Sarah gasped, feeling an intense wave of pleasure wash over her. It was in that moment she felt it, in that moment, that second that she felt her first lesbian induced orgasm, a pleasure so intense, so powerful and extreme she came all over Erin’s face. “OH FUCK!” Sarah cried repeatedly as she came over and over again, feeling Erin’s non-stopping tongue drilling though her like a serpent’s tongue as she sucked her lover’s sweetened nectar into her mouth swallowing her sweet enthralling nectar again and again. “Yes…, fuck yes,” Sarah panted for breath only to free Erin from her lock as the height of passion, the rage of all the pleasure took its toll on her young virgin body.

“Fuck, fuck, that was good,” Sarah, gasped, only to hear a beeping sound coming from her desk phone. “Crap… not now!” she panted, pushing Erin away from her as she quickly answered the phone.

“Hey Sarah, how’s the meeting going?” Brad, one of her associates, asked with a hipster almost gay like voice.

“How’s… how’s it going?” Sarah gasped again, pausing for a moment as she watched Erin practically tearing away all her clothing before sitting down, wide legged in front of her on her Sarah’s office table, Erin’s pussy hot and wet, ready to be devoured.

“It’s going as well as can be expected I guess,” Sarah shot back.

“Great, so anyway a bunch of us are ordering some food for lunch did you want anything?” Brad asked.

“No… I’m good… I’m about to have some Chinese for lunch,” Sarah said, giggling slightly before hanging up the phone.

“Funny,” Erin smiled, “you can dig in whenever you’re ready.”

Elisa

The first time Peter approached me about the idea of going to a swinger’s party, I thought that it was his way of asking me if it was okay for him to cheat on me and have me watch.

His perverted way of crossing that unprinted line that all men were thought to know never to cross, never to fuck, and never to be with another man’s wife while having another at home, thought it was his way of doing the wrong thing instead of trying to stay committed. To work things out, to be the couple we were when we first got married, but in all respects, the more I thought about it, the more I looked into it, the more I wanted to try fucking another woman’s husband, all the while having Peter watching me.

“Wow, I’m so glad the two of you decided you come tonight,” Peter’s associate, Trevor, from work smiled as he opened the back door to his private estate. Standing before us in a dark red, untied, velvet robe, his thick, slightly erect cock arching upwards towards us though his raven black pubic hair, as he quickly ushered the two of inside.

“Sorry about my appearance,” just got done with one of the wives here just as you rang the bell,” he sighed slightly, “had to hurry up and pull off the condom before getting the door,” He smiled.

“Now if you could just go into the other room, I can quickly explain the rules for tonight before you two get started.” Trevor said as I felt his dark blue eyes, glazing across my mini jean shorts, his heated stare burning across my ass as if wanting to slam his cock inside it.

“Yes, yes, into the living room for a moment, if the two of you could have a seat I’ll quickly run through everything you need to know.” Trevor sighed, as if trying to rush through everything just so he could get back to the sex-crazed action I assumed was going on just below our feet.

“Now then,” he paused, “The purpose of swinging has nothing to do with cheating openly on each other as so many people think,” he said, licking his lips as a continued to gaze into my eyes, his cock become even more aroused, harder, firmer in front of me as he continued to talk.

“No, instead it actually helps strengthen your marital relationship.” He breathed deeply.

“Seriously?” I asked a bit put off by the notion, not really taking to the idea that fucking another person in front of my husband would really make him love me even more.

“Very serious,” Trevor shot back, swinging allows a couple to learn new things from other couples, helps explore sexual fantasies, thoughts and ideas one would normally be too afraid to ask the significant other, and it does this with each couple’s knowledge.” He took a breath, smiling, his eyes looked to Peter for a moment before shooting back to mine. “Besides that, it’s also kind of hot seeing your significant other getting fucked by someone else’s.” he added.

“Now the rules for tonight as it is your first night here are going to be pretty simple.” Trevor said. “One, NO one is obligated to participate in any activities, and more than likely, as this is your first time doing this, we pretty much know you’re just going to watch and then fuck each other.” Trevor sighed, “this is completely okay as the whole reason for doing this is to first feel comfortable with yourself before going out a fucking some stranger.”

“Two,” Trevor said only to be interrupted by a white, blond haired woman in her mid-forties as she walked completely naked into the room.

“Fuck!” Peter gasped quietly, his eyes upon her from the moment he first noticed her.

“Everyone must use protection, (with the exception of husbands and their real wives) at all times.” The blond woman said in a sultry southern bell voice. Her hands cupping her perky double D sized breast, the tips of her nails pinching her large, aroused nipples, as she raised one of her taut thighs up on the arm rest of the chair her husband was sitting, the opening of her blond, slightly trimmed pussy gazing back at both Peter and myself.

“Fucking hot as hell,” Peter sighed. I could see his cock hardening in his jeans as it pressed up against the fabric, sprouting a slight bulge in the front of his pants.

“Piper, baby, what are you doing up here, shouldn’t you be attending to the other guests?” Trevor asked, draping one of his hands across her inner thigh, before pressing the tips of his fingers into his wife’s drenching wet opening.

“I… I came up here so we could do the car thing for the new recruits,” she gasped, fingers tangling into her husband’s long strands of dark hair, as he pulled his fingers out of her, licking the savoury taste of her hot wetness into his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

“I see,” Trevor pouted, standing up from the chair, cupping one of his hands around the tight rounds of her ass cheeks. “Why don’t the two of you get completely undressed and meet us in the garage, just follow the signs…” Trevor hissed.

“Not, not downstairs with the others?” I asked, only to watch as Peter quickly stood up, practically tearing away his t-shirt as he loosened his belt to the front of his jeans.

“No, not yet at least,” Piper replied.

“We have to get you used to the images of what you’re going to see, the sexual desires that are going to consume you,” Trevor sighed, slapping his open palm across the cheek of his wife’s ass as they quickly made their way out of the room, leaving Peter and myself to finish undressing before becoming official swingers.

Five minutes later, on her knees in front of their garaged Ford Mustang Boss, Peter and I watched, amazed at the live action of two experienced and hot lovers fucking each other before our eyes. Sure, both Peter and I had watched porn together before, fucked on a beach during our vacation with our friends nearby but this, this was so, so, much different.

“Fuck, this is really hot,” I whispered almost to myself, holding Peter’s hand as we watched Piper take her husband’s cock into her mouth and began sucking him off right in front of us.

“Hot isn’t she?” Trevor asked, “The thrill, the excitement of being watched or watching others fuck right in front of you just burns you up inside doesn’t it Peter?” Trevor asked, draping his fingers into his wife’s long blond locks of hair as she continued to suck him inside her mouth, all the while cupping his balls in the palm of her hand.

“Damn it, this is hot Peter,” I gasped, I could feel Trevor’s every moment, every twitch of his body, of his approval inside Piper’s mouth, gazing up at the handsome, muscular toned body of her lover standing in front of her, his shimmering blue eyes locking onto hers as he groaned in approval.

“Yes, ple…please,” Trevor scuffed, tightening himself into her mouth, the tip of his cock growing massively in size and girth as he continued to drive his fingers through her hair.

“Mmm, fuck,” I moaned, suddenly feeling Peter’s body pressing against me from behind, the underside of his thick, long, hard cock pressing between my ass cheeks like a hotdog to a bun.

“Watching them is getting me so turned on,” Peter gasped in my ear, arms roping around my body as the tips of his fingers pressed slowly into my wetness, as I continued watching Trevor and Piper in front of me, loving and remembering the feeling the taste of a hot cock inside my mouth.

“Mmmmmmmmm,” Piper and I moaned in unison, as she glided her lush, moist lips less than an inch from tip of Trevor’s pulsating cock, blowing on it with the warmth of her breath, locking her eyes to her husband’s.

“Fuck…,” he grunted, arching his head, the bangs of his black hair, fell in front of his right eye, as Piper ran the tips of her fingers over the underside of his cock. Flicking her thumb over the juncture that connected the shaft to the head, his knees recoiled slightly before again standing firmly, allowing Piper to glide one of her hands up the back of his thigh before cupping his lush firm ass into her hands.

“Mmmm,” I grunted as Peter pressed the tip of his tongue across my neckline, plunging three of his fingers deeply into my pussy and arching them like a hook against the ceiling wall, before grasping my breasts firmly with his other hand, nails grazing across my perfect cream-colored flesh, as Piper flicked her tongue repeatedly around her husband’s cockhead.

“Mmmm yes,” Piper paused for a quick moment, releasing Trevor from her mouth, never taking her eyes off his cock, “his dick tastes so salty, so manly I can’t get enough,” she said to me in a girly high-pitched squeal. Smacking her lips together before pressing his cock upwards, getting a full look at the underside, as she glided the palm of her other hand savagely under his balls. Grasping them firmly as I continued to watch, imagining how large they were, how full of cum, how ready they were to release their load deep into her hot, wet mouth.

“Fucking hell,” Trevor shouted, giving in to his lover, stepping into her oral pussy as he arched his head up towards the garage ceiling, allowing Piper to get a better angle, a better bite on his rock hard present. “Fuck… Fuck Piper, you’re… you’re the best at this,” he hissed, tightening his grasps her shoulders as he lunged his hips forward.

“Mmmm,” I hissed, wanting so much to be her at that moment, to feel as much of his cock as possible into my mouth, wanting so much to taste his sweet, salty cum, feel him pumping that large cock down my throat, claiming me as a fucking bitch.

“Please… Please,” he begged, wanting to feel his wife’s hands upon him once more, needing to feel the warmth of her fingers.

“With pleasure,” Piper hissed sharply, running her tips down his shaft, tightening them around the base as she pressed her thumb against the underside, pumping his cock slowly at first, yet strongly in the palm of her tightening hands. Working him over as she increased the firmness of her fists around him; increased the pace of each passing pump across his length.

“Fuck… Yes Piper,” he whimpered, slowly rocking his hips to her rhythm, increasing the flow, the feeling of her hand, the pleasure of her heat against his body. “Yes… please… please,” I panted, enjoying every flick of Peter’s fingers upon me as he continued to devour my hot insides with his fingers, his cock pushing deep between my ass cheeks as he continued to devour my neck with his moist, hot tongue and lips.

“Do… do you,” Piper gasped, flicking her fingers across his tip, eyes locking onto each other’s, “do you feel like you’re going to explode?” She asked playfully, “I can feel a slight change in his cock as I continue to pump my hand over his junk,” she said to both Peter and myself, before tightening and loosening her grip, feeing the pulsing of his blood racing through it as if building up for an explosion.

“Yeah… YES!” Trevor cried, jerking his hips into her hands, “I… I’m close,” he managed to gasp before arching his head towards the ceiling once more, his fingers tightening around Piper’s shoulders as his teeth tore into his bottom lip, driving against her once more.

“Yes… god fucking yes,” Trevor, cried out; his voice echoing around us as a large load of his creamy hot cum shot out from his cock, gushing out over Piper’s face as she continued to pump him off, allowing him to shoot load after load of his foamy cum over her face and shoulders.

“Fuck, it’s your turn Elisa,” Peter gasped as he broke away from me. Picking me up before I could get a word in and slamming me back against the hood of their car, widening my thighs, aligning the opening of my soaking hot pussy with the tip of his cock.

“Is this… Is this really…,” I gasped, unable to finish my question as I felt the tip of his hard, raw cock sliding into my pussy, the tightness of my body shuddered through him as he sank into me bit by bit, inch by rough, jagged inch.

“FU… FUCK!” Both Trevor and Piper swore to the sudden onslaught of my body slammed hard against their sports car.

“Fuck… fuck yes… please… please,” I panted, feeling one of Peter’s hands running down my shoulders. Quickly latching his fingers over my large breasts, while driving the other up against one of my ass cheeks, holding it firmly in his hands as he pressed his lips up against the side of my neck, lashing the tip of his tongue around one of my earlobes, taking me like he had never before.

“Yes… yes,” I jerked my body, feeling him sinking further into me, “I can do this… I can take it all, I want it all,” I panted, feeling every bit of him sinking inside my tightness, pressing up against each wall of my pussy. Stretching me further than I had ever thought possible, opening me up to new feelings, awakening me to sensations of pleasure I thought I would never know again, of fulfilment as I felt his sack slapping across my ass. Confirming that our relationship had become even stronger, even better, but more so, without any doubt, that I had every inch of his immense cock inside me for the first time in our marriage.

“OH… Oh God yes,” he panted. “I… I can’t believe you took it all, you’ve never been wet enough before” Peter gasped, draping his fingers across the round of my ass while his index finger danced around the border of my asshole, dipping into my ass from time to time, as I continued to hold him deep inside me.

“Let… let yourself go baby, I’m a woman, not some little chick bitch that can’t take it from her real man,” I breathed deeply wanting to feel him go all out inside me, needing to be broken, taken, devoured and ravaged. For Peter to take every part of my pussy and stir it up inside me, to remember the reasons why I married him those years ago.

“Please, Peter, break me up inside, tear my pussy, rip me up,” I grunted, rocking my body into him, pulling myself away from his cock, before slamming back into him repeatedly, each slam becoming more and more intense, more erotic as I pressed my breasts into his grasp, allowing his tongue to trail across the nape of my neck.

Just give in to the pleasure, I thought to myself, watching Trevor and Piper as they watched us going at it rough and hard, my entire body taking a sexual crazed beating. Just give into the need… there is no guilt, no embarrassment, I thought to myself, trying to gain the upper hand. To be free of anything holding me back and for him to finally have all of me.

“Yes… Elisa,” he gasped, I could feel my body letting go, the tension being set free upon me as he slammed up into me with all the strength he had, practically growling at me from the feeling of my tight pussy around him.

“That’s it… give into it, make me a woman again, fuck me hard, like a man should fuck his sexy, hot wife.” I panted, arching my head up for a moment as waves of pleasure beyond mortal words washed across my body, sending chills of lust down my spine as I felt him lunging up into my tightness again and again.

Within seconds, the area around us echoed with sounds of hot, uncontrolled sex. The wet slapping of a hot ass being pounded against the hood of a sports car, the low-pitched moans and heavy sighs of deepening breath mixed with high-pitched grunts and panting. The slurping sounds of my pussy being fucked hard and fast by my husband’s thick cock, all of it, all the sounds of our fucking overshadowing the natural sounds around us.

Until finally in a loud grunt, a roar that shuddered through my entire body, I heard Peter, the man that came to my rescue, the one that first came up with the idea of the two of us becoming swingers, cried out with all his might.

“Fuuuccckkkk, Elisa, I’m cumming… I’m cumming hard in your tight…” He warned, attempting to pull out of me, before finding that I had wrapped my thighs tightly around his ass, preventing his escape. “Fuck… Elisa… I’m…,” he cried, slamming into me with all he had left.

Needing to feel his cum inside me, to feel the heated lust of his rage, the pleasures of his torment shooting like an arrow into my tight wetness. It was then that I could feel it inside me. Then that I could feel the heavy throbbing of his cock, his scorching cum shooting into me, filling my pussy to the brim; Then that I could feel him flooding me with all he had, thrusting more and more of his creamy filling into me.

Grunting into my ear, with each new thrust; flooding my body with his pain, with his torment, as it sprayed out between my inner thighs, pooling around the hood of the car below.

“Fuck….Fuck!” Peter dropped forward, his chest brushing firmly against my breasts through his sweat-soaked body as shockwaves of lust continued to pour through him. Forcing him to jerk his hips into me ever so slightly, like passionate jolts of lightning, ejecting more of his lust into my body as he grunted once more into my ear, until finally, with a final grunt of pleasure, the throbbing of his cock died down to almost nothing.

“Thank you,” I whispered gazing deeply into his eyes.

“Thank me? Thank you Elisa for trusting me,” he sighed, gliding my thighs back to the cracked cement in front of the car, allowing me to stand once more as I buried my head into his chest.

“You two are in and ready for the club if you want to be,” Trevor whispered before kissing Piper deeply.

“Hell yeah,” I sighed before breaking away from Peter, one of my hands rushing across Trevor’s thigh, grasping his half-erect cock, encasing my hand around his shaft.

“Oh me too,” Peter hissed, walking up to Piper before kneeling in front of her, licking his lips he blew a small stream of warm air over her pussy lips.

“Fucking hell yeah,” I gasped, kneeling next to my husband, gazing into his eyes, before looking back at Trevor’s fully erect cock, licking my lips, more than ready more than wanting to feast upon his meat stick and taste the fullness of his creamy load barreling down my throat.