Anal Sex Stories

A Fantasy Love Affair

2009-06-30T01:00:00.000-07:00

This is an amazing love story of two lovers finding each other over the net.

Rhonda was busy chatting on the net flirting and joking as usual with a few friends in a chat program called Pal-talk.

Out of the blue a guy introduces himself,

“Hi I’m Terence from Tasmania, would you like to chat with me for a while.” He asked politely.

“Sure, what would you like to talk about.” Rhonda said to him.

“Tell me a little about yourself, your age, where you live, what you like to do for fun, and anything else that fancies you.” Terence said.

Well, I’m from Sydney Australia, I am 5’2”. Short curly Blond hair, Blue eyes and I have nice full breasts, I have 5 children, a dog named Oscar and a cat called Tom, hahahahaha. And one more thing I like to flirt and I like to sing, Your turn now.” She said laughing.

Terry loved the sound of her voice and liked very much what she told him. “Hmmm let me see. I am 5’4” with dark hair and dark matching eyes, a very masculine body, you know what I mean.” Terence said describing himself to Rhonda.

“Do you have a picture.” Rhonda asked.

“No, but I do have something better, I have a web cam, do you have one, a web cam I mean.” He asked.

Rhonda put her cam on, and Terence done the same, “Hi Terence.” Rhonda.” said waving. “Hello Rhonda.” Terence said dumb struck, liking not only the sound of her voice, but also what he saw.

“Hmmm. So good to see you baby, what size are your breasts.” He asked her with a wink.

“Well like I said I have nice full round breasts.” Rhonda.” said teasingly as she played with them.

“Hmmmmm, very, very nice.” Terence said

Every night they would meet around eight o’clock sharp, in the same chat room, over the months they got to know each other very well, and learned their likes and dislikes.

“Rhonda.” do you like sex?” Terence asked.

“ But of course.” She said winking at him.

“Tell me princess, do you have any wild fantasies.” He asked her enthusiastically.

“I have many fantasies Terence, I would love to make love in a field beneath a tree, and would love to make love on the bonnet of your car, god that would be heaven.” Rhonda.” said with a big smile.

“We must meet, I want to make love to you so bad.” He said.

“Won’t that be impossible Terence, you live so far away, but the thought is wonderful I must say.” She told him.

“Oh baby, so many things I would love to do with you, wish I could hold you and kiss your sweet lips right now.” He says to her.

“Your such a romantic.” Rhonda.” said smiling.

“Rhonda.” my sweet do you like me enough to want to meet me one day.” Terence said.

“Hmmm I will think about that.” She replied.

“I bet you have a really nice ass too. Tell me princess, what size breasts do you have.” Terence sung out.

“I have a womanly figure with full size breasts that really makes the men look and lust over.” she told him laughing.

“God I would really love to meet you, it would be so wonderful, I think about you all the time, I think of what it would be like to hold you in my arms, Undressing you slowly, and wonder what it would be like making love to you.” Terence said to her.

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And continued flirting till very late.

The next night Terence again entered the chat room with Rhonda.”

“Rhonda.” darling, I have made a few arrangements, I will be arriving at Sydney airport day after tomorrow on Friday at 11 am, please tell me you will be there to pick me up.” He tells her.

Oh Terry, it’s so soon, Oh God, yes ,yes I’ll be there. How long will you be staying?” She asked him.

“For as long as you will have me, how about a week or two. How does that sound to you.” he said.

“Oh god I can’t wait to finally meet you face to face. I’m so glad you will come, I was praying you would say yes. Tell me love, what will you wear for me, something hot and sexy?” Terry said very excited.

“I will surprise you baby.” Rhonda.” told him.

That same night Rhonda.” packed her bag with enough clothing to last her a week.

Friday morning came quick Rhonda.” showered, manicured her nails done her hair to perfection and slipped on her nice little black and red outfit and her black pump up shoes, which made her curves and breasts show nicely in place.

Rhonda.” had made arrangements, to be away for a whole week. She told her family she needed to take care of her very sick aunt.”

Rhonda.” reached the airport at 10.30 am. Gracefully she walked to the arrival gate of the Tasmania Sydney flight and sat down to wait for the plane to arrive, wondering anxiously how he would really be in person. The plane pulled in, Rhonda.” watched the passengers carefully as they walked through the gate, when she saw him. Terence looked very handsome wearing casual jeans and a nice denim top to match

“Terence.” Rhonda.” called out. “Oh darling, It’s so good to see you.” He said pulling her to him, kissing her mouth.

“You look stunning baby, come my sweetness, I have a couple bags to pick up and then we can head to anywhere you take me.”

Terence said as he winked at Rhonda.” Tarence couldn’t help but keep looking at his lady by his side.

Rhonda.” was a little nervous walking back to her car in the parking lot. Terence looked quite handsome, his beautiful dark eyes were sparkling bright, with a well build body, and a nice ass as well, she must admit, she liked very much what she saw.

Reaching the car Rhonda.” opened the boot and Terence placed his luggage inside, Terence opened one of the bags and pulled out a neat little package for Rhonda.” “Here love I bought you a gift, I do hope you will enjoy it and think of me when you use it.” He told her giving her the parcel and a kiss.

“Thank you Terence, you shouldn’t have.” Rhonda.” said taking the package. Hmmm I wonder what it is she thought, maybe I should open it right now, Rhonda.” started peeling the paper from around the box, opening one end Rhonda.” was surprised to read sex toys.

“I do hope you like what I brought you.” Terence said pulling her to his chest.

“Awww, I’ve never used one of these things before.” She said to him feeling her face go red opening up the package completely.

“We better go.” Rhonda.” said placing the box in her bag.

“Hope you don’t mind me taking the liberty of buying that for you.” Terence said with a smile.

No, not at all, it’s only, it never occurred to me to buy one.

She said looking over at Terence as he was examining her up and down.

“You are a beautiful lady Rhonda, you have captured my heart and my soul.” He told her, kissing her hand.

“I have picked a nice park, hardly no-one around this time of day, we will go there and have a picnic.” She told him, smiling.

“That sounds wonderful.” Terence said remembering what Rhonda had told him about her fantasy.

Arriving at the park Terence turned to Rhonda, pulling her in his arms kissing her passionately in the mouth, Rhonda responded kissing him deeply with tongues in each other’s mouths and they’re body so very tightly close together.

“Wow, what a kiss.” Terence said getting out of the car.

This place looks just lovely, just like you Rhonda, you are one gorgeous woman.” He said looking at her.

Smiling Rhonda reached to the back seat and grabbed the blanket and passed it over to Terence. “Let me also take the basket he said touching her hands gently.

Finding the perfect tree, Terence laid the blanked on the ground, and pulled Rhonda tight to him, pressing his body with hers.

Rhonda could feel his hardness pressing on her body. Rhonda let out a light moan as Terry gently coaxed her to lie on the blanket.

“God your beautiful Rhonda, I love looking in your bright blue eyes he said as his hands began to remove her top, Rhonda lifted her arms gracefully allowing terry to lift off her top.

Rhonda’s breasts looked magnificent in her red bra.

Terence leaned over and began kissing her cleavage, lifting her to undo the hooks removing the bra allowing her ample breasts to fall nicely.

“Hmmm gorgeous he said holding them in his hands and taking them to his mouth one by one. Terence began sucking them like a hungry baby.“ Oh god that feels good Rhonda said as she caressed his head running her fingers through his hair.

Terence gently slipped his hand between her thighs, feeling her wetness he gently dipped his fingers in her wet pussy and taking

them to his mouth sucked on them. “Hmmm, baby you taste so good he whispered to her ear.” Rhonda had never had a man do that to her before, excitement chills ran up and down her spine.

“Rhonda darling, I have so many times wondered how it would be like making love to you.” He said as he gently started pulling her panties down. Rhonda began to moan and whimper, lifting her self, so he could remove them easy both skirt and panties.

“I love the feel of your skin under my hands.” He told her, as he continued exploring every curve in her body.

Rhonda’s hands reached out to undo his jeans, Terence looking at her removing his jeans throwing them aside, revealing a very hard cock and heavy balls.

“Wow Terence.” Rhonda gasped as he gently opened her legs wider. Lowering himself on her longing wet pussy. Kissing her mouth tenderly Terence slid his cock in Rhonda’s love nest reaching all the way home, thrusting deeper and deeper each time.

“Oh god. Hmmm. oh baby. Hmmmmmmm.” Rhonda gasped, as she kept bucking up her hips allowing him deeper penetration, wrapping her legs around him, and tightly milking his cock till they both exploded in ecstasies. They lay helplessly exhausted in each other’s arms for a while.

”Oh god I have never cum so much.” Terry said looking at Rhonda.

Rhonda smiled with a satisfied look on her face.

“Come my love, let’s bless your car.” He said pulling Rhonda up. Now lean over the bonnet, and open your legs for me he said as he gently widen her legs a little more,

Terence cock was glistening with the precum dripping from his cock, he gently slid his cock up and down between Rhonda’s ass

cheeks. Rhonda let out a moan as he sensually touched her asshole with his cock Rhonda responded pushing back.

Terry gently slid his cock inside Rhonda’s pussy and placed his hands around her hips and began fucking her deeper and faster each time. “Cum for me princess, come for me.” He repeated.

Ohhhhh.. ohhhhhhh… hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

They both exploded.

“Oh God I never imagined it would be like this.” Rhonda said. “Neither did I baby, I’ve never experienced this before my love.” Terence said.

They both went to lay back on the blanket and had a smoke.

“Oh Rhonda just as I thought it would be. I want more Rhonda, God only knows how much I love you.” He said smiling.

They talked and laughed as they got dressed.

“Let’s go to our hotel room, here’s the address.” He told her, handing her the paper.

Arriving at the hotel Terence threw the entire luggage on the floor and in a swift, picked Rhonda in his arms and laid her on the bed.

Let me undress you my love, I need to explore you. I want to explore all your womanly beauty. He said removing her clothes.

Rhonda started to remove Terence’s shirt. Gently rubbing her hand all over his hairy chest, she licked his nipples.

“Oh God, I love the way you’re making me feel.” Terence said letting out a soft moan.

Terry removed all of Rhonda’s clothes, and gazed at her while she

undid his trousers, pulling them off she threw them on the floor, and began caressing his cock and balls, lifting them and weighing them in her hands.

“Hmmm. I love that, do you love me Rhonda? tell me you love me as much as I love you.” He said moaning responding to her gentle caresses”

Pulling the blankets down on the bed, Terence began kissing her body all over. “Turn over for me, get on your knees!” He told her, as he gently turned her over kissing her neck.

“Let me take you from behind baby.” he whispered to her ear. Terence gently rubbed his cock between her ass cheeks, up and down and then gently rubbed his cock on her ass hole. Rhonda gasped and clinched as she felt her anus touched with his cock.

“No Terry no.” She said trying to get away from him.

“Shhhhhhh.” he said sliding his cock in her wet pussy and reaching his arms around her breasts.

Terence began pumping in her wet pussy.

Ohhhhhhhh…. ohhhhhhhhhh…. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm exploding like a volcano

They both lay on the bed and relaxed for a while.

“I do hope you can stay with me for a few days.” He said to her.

“I can stay for a week.” Rhonda said with a smile.

“Oh Yes baby just perfect.” He said smiling.

Rhonda sat on the bed lifting the sheet to cover her boobs slightly.

“Have you ever tried anal.” Terence said as he gently teases her ass. With a moisten finger. “Oh no.” She said a little embarrassed.

“I would love to try it with you.” Terence said biting his lips, feeling a little awkward about asking her.

“Let’s try your new vibrator baby, let me show you something.” Terry said. Rhonda went to her bag and took the new vibrator he had given her.

“have you seen one of these before, feel how it vibrates, see how it looks like the real thing. Try it baby” He told her.

Rhonda turned it on and felt the vibration on her hand as she rubbed it over her hand. Not sure how to use it she looks at Terry,

“Here baby let me show you, come sit on the side of the bed and open your legs fairly wide.” He tells her as he sits on the floor right in front of her. Terence gently rubs the vibrator on her clit running it up and down on her slit making her much wetter and slowly slides it in and out in her wet cunt

“Oh God…I love the feel of this.” she told him, getting more aroused by the minute. Terence gently turns her on her tummy and gently slips one hand in her pussy and starts fingering her ass, probing it a little deeper each time, Rhonda starts responding by pushing back to his probing finger and starts moaning uncontrollably. Terry slowly removes his finger from her ass and replaces it with the vibrator.

Gently sliding an inch in and out a few times stretching her ass hole a little more each time.

“Oh god that hurts Hmmmmm.” Rhonda cries out.

“Relax baby, allow yourself to take it all in.” Terence tells her as he gently teases her pussy and clit.

“hmmmmmmmm… ohhhhhhhhhhhhh… hmmmmmmmmmmmm

Oh baby hmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Cathy cums all over his hand.

Terence takes his hand to his mouth licking it clean.

Hmmmm Baby you taste so good he tells her.

Terence quickly replaces the vibrator with his cock gently easing it in and out all the way as his hands go around Rhonda’s breasts.

Oh baby…. Ohhhhhh…. baby… hmmmm…. hmmmmmmmmm.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Terence shoots his hot cum in her ass pumping hard and deep.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh baby….. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm hmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmm They both cum together in a gush.

“Are you alright my princess.” Terence asks her.

“I’m just out of breath baby, I never knew the pleasure of anal sex, I really thought it was going to hurt bad.” Rhonda said with a smile.

“Oh God this was unbelievable baby, I never knew it would be so good.” He said holding her tight in his arms.

“I want you Rhonda, I want you forever, I need to have you in my life, even if it means spending time together occasionally.” He said with a soft smile and a tear in his eye.

Rhonda agreed with him and kissed his mouth, sitting herself in front of him she took his cock in her hand and began stroking it.

“Suck my cock baby, taste my wines that run for you.” He told her.

Rhonda pleased Terence and herself as well.

This has been a perfect day my love… Let’s shower and finish it off with a perfect dinner as well.” He tells her.

A Fantasy Fulfilled

2009-06-29T01:00:00.000-07:00

It started early in the evening when my wife Sue got home from work, she took off her suit, which she hates wearing, and changed into sweats and a t-shirt. Not that romantic maybe but the sight of her braless tits always turns me on, and in a white t-shirt there was not doubt that she wasn't wearing a bra.

All during dinner she was either giving me that "come fuck me" look, or doing something suggestive with her mouth while eating. By this time I was hard as a rock and couldn't wait until the children were in bed. My wife and I have sex at least four times a week and have had for the six years we have been together, but I got the feeling that tonight was one of those special nights, when we wouldn't get much sleep. The rest of the evening was nothing but foreplay for us, suggestive comments, innuendos, and of course the looks and occasional touches as we passed each other during the rest of the night.

Finally bedtime for the children has come and gone, and my wife tells me to wait in the living room until I'm called for. I know I'm in for a treat when she gets a little dominative in her tone.

When she calls me into the bedroom I find it lit only by candles with her dressed in the dark blue teddy that never seems to stay on more than about five minuets after I get there. We stand at the foot end of the bed when she starts kissing me and running her fingers along my back while I am enjoying the feel of satin against her well toned ass. Our tongues played in each others mouths as she grabbed the bottom of may shirt and pulled it up and over my head breaking our kiss. She then kissed her way down my neck and across my chest until she had a nipple in her mouth. She nibbled and licked until it was so hard it almost hurt she then switched the other one.

I was left with nothing to do but enjoy her efforts and play with her hardening nipples through the lace of the teddy. Never stopping her mouth she opened my pants and started rubbing my rock hard cock. She was rubbing the pre-cum around the head when she looked up at me and said "you're leaking." With that she took me in her mouth and started sucking on me hard. She is willing to suck on me often but rarely will she let me cum in her mouth. When she does this I know she is truly horny. "Cum in my mouth" she said as she looked up at me, "you know you want to."

"Yessss" I stammered. With her tongue flicking along the bottom of my cock and her hands massaging my balls I soon gave her what she asked for, a mouthful of my hot sticky cum. With a swipe of her finger she cleans the sticky mess from the side of her mouth and licks it clean. "Now you can return the favor." She says as she crawls up the bed and turns over to stick her ass in the air.

Eating her pussy is one of my favorite things to do and she knows it. As I unsnap the crotch of her teddy with my teeth I can taste her juice on the very wet material. "Did you cum already?"

"Yes," she replied, "when you did." Holy shit!! That's never happened before. "Now shut up and lick my pussy!" she moaned. I started to slowly lick her labia and deep into the folds on her pussy. Her musky scent reviving my not quite limp dick back to full erection. As my tongue caressed her clit she came and filled my mouth with her sweet juice. I continued this until she was cumming almost non-stop. As I do every time I eat her out I play with her ass hole hoping that this will be the time she will let me fuck her in the ass. Her first husband did this to her and did it badly as she has never forgotten the pain. "Gimme that dick" she cried.

As I slid it home in that sweet pussy she came again. "I want you to cum with me, UNG!!! Another orgasm takes hold of her but I'm able to resist the urge. After my first orgasm I am able to go a long time until the second. She is now using two fingers pinching closed her pussy lips trying to make me cum as I continue to ram her from behind. The only sound in the room is the rhythmic slap on my thighs on her ass, her fingers have now gone to caress her clit, as she is too close to care about anything else, she screams her orgasm into the pillow, and her cum is running down her leg. I let her relax a bit but keep my dick inside her, after she recovers from her most intense orgasm of the night she turns to look at me with lust still in her eyes.

"Fuck my ass, I know you want it, so take it now" she said through her clenched teeth. "Treat me like a slut, I don't care, just make me cum again." Having waited for this for years I couldn't believe I was hearing it now. I reached over to the dresser for the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount on her ass. I started with one finger just to get her used to the sensation. I had to do this right if I ever wanted to do it again. After a few minuets I slid a second finger in and used my other hand on her clit. She was humping and riding both hands now and I knew she couldn't stop herself now.

I got the vibrator out of the drawer and slowly pushed this into her ass. I also had three fingers up her wet cunt and she was cumming all over my hand again. I quickly pulled the vibrator out of her ass and put the head of my dick against the opening. As it slowly opened for me I knew I wouldn't last long, I could feel the cum building up in my balls and I was going to blast it all up her lovely ass. In a moment I was buried up to hilt in her ass and the sensation was all I could have wanted.

It was so smooth and tight that I was in heaven, I almost didn't care if she came or not. With the little bit of my brain that wasn't dedicated to my pleasure I put the vibrator all the way up her cunt and turned it on full speed. She bucked and pushed against me with all she had, moaning and screaming she came so hard she squirted it out all over my legs, as I pumped load after load of cum in her ass, my own orgasm brought on by the vibrator in her pussy.

As we lay there in the candlelight, touching, but too hot to get close she whispered to me "Was it all you hoped for?"

"That depends," I replied "did you enjoy it? will you let me do it again?"

"Maybe." Which for her means "Yes, but I won't admit it"

A Double Tease

2009-06-28T01:00:00.000-07:00

We have always shared our fantasies with each other, but never did I think that I would really want to fulfill one for you. But when I heard this one, something sparked. Not only was it a fantasy for you but for me as well. That is when I started to make plans.

The day came a few months later when I had invited you over my new apartment for a casual visit, or at least you thought so. I had other things in mind. We watched a movie, relaxed on the back deck, swam in the pool and had a few drinks. I wanted to make you feel at home, comfortable, as if nothing was wrong. Since you had been drinking and it was getting late I invite you to stay the night at my place and drive home in the morning. You agree and decide that since you are staying you'll have a few more drinks. I pour a few rum and cokes and we sit outside, enjoying the last of the daylight. I start up a conversation about fulfilling that fantasy, but do so in a jokingly manner. "Well, I thought that I would ask since you are staying the night. No harm in a bit of casual fun is there?"

I lean over and gently plant a kiss on your lips. Feeling you respond to it I don't pull away but rather pull you closer to me. Our kisses become passionate and you pull me to my feet. I break the embrace, and look at you. "So, what about fulfilling that fantasy? I bought a toy or two to help out, just for such an occasion."

The look on your face shows surprise in my statement but lust for the idea. I pull you towards the door into the house and lead you to my room. I turn towards you and kiss you fully on the lips, our tongues toying with each other, the lust mixing with passion. I pull your shirt over your head, and start on your pants. Your hands reach to do the same and I slap them away. "So you think you have any sort of power here? Think again. What I say goes. Understand?"

A look of shock takes over your face. You open your mouth to answer, but not before I slap your now bare ass. "You need to answer a bit more quickly then that." You mutter an answer of confusion, your gaze dropping to the floor. "So, what do you say? Do you need to be slapped again?"

This time you quickly reply. "No. I am sorry for trying to take your power."

"That is better." I continue to take off your pants, returning to kiss you. Your kisses become more fervent, filled with a desire I have never felt from you. I take off your boxers, all your clothing now in a pile on my floor. I again break the kiss, feeling your reluctance to do so. I step back from you and slowly start removing my top, revealing a black bra underneath. I toss it to the floor, letting it fall on top of your clothing. I unbutton my shorts, revealing a black thong. I throw the shorts into the pile as well. I step back to you and push my body against yours, feeling your heat. Your erect cock rests against my stomach. I again kiss you, caressing your tongue with mine, the passion between us growing. I pull you towards the bed and together we fall into a heap on the bed, our bodies rubbing against each other's. You move to undo my bra from the back, wanting to touch my bear breasts with your hands and mouth. I pull back form you, breaking our kiss and slap your ass again. "You think it changes anything now that we are in bed? You really want to touch my breasts? You want to feel them? beg me to see them, to touch them. Tell me how much you really want to feel them in your hands and mouth."

Again your face goes to shock, but you learned the first time not to mess with me. your eyes turn to pleading, "Please, please let me take off your bra so that I can take your nipple in my mouth, to feel your breast in my hand. Please. I really want to feel them."

Satisfied with your response, I reach back and undo the bra, letting my breasts fall from their captive state. Your hands immediately cover my breasts and your mouth moves to my nipples. Under your tongue they become hard erasers and I moan with your touch. I pull your face to mine, again kissing you, then moving to nibble on your ears and kiss your neck. Your hands continue to massage my breasts, and I moan in pleasure. I reach down to remove my thong but think better. Instead I whisper in your ear to remove them with your mouth but to never touch my clit with your tongue or mouth. You quickly move down the bed and begin to move them downward over my hips. Not once do you touch my clit but your breath makes me hunger for it. Once the thong is removed you look up at me and smile. In return I pull you to me, laying your body on top of mine. Our mouths meet and you begin to kiss my neck and my breast, every now and again looking up at me for approval.

I break the embrace and look you straight in the eyes. "I want you to fuck me hard." You don't think twice and quickly move to enter me. I pull my long legs up to my chest and you sink your hard cock deep inside me. I rest my ankles on your shoulders and continue to yell at you to fuck me faster and harder. With very thrust my orgasm builds and I beg for you to pound harder. As I hit my peak I feel your body stiffen and feel you shoot you cum deep inside me. The sensation makes my orgasm hit a higher peak and I moan loudly with the pleasure. Your orgasm subsides and you pull from within me.

We kiss passionately, my hands roaming over your back and butt. I gently slap it for no reason other than to make you flinch. You never complain, so my slaps becomes gradually harder, just enough to make your butt a deep red. I push you on your back on the bed and take your softened cock in mouth, slowly bringing it back to life. When satisfied I tell you to turn on all fours. You look at me with horror, not realizing that I was serious earlier about fulfilling your fantasy. With this defiance I slap the side of your ass and you quickly turn over and get on you hands and knees. I give you now exposed ass a friendly slap to show my approval.

I get off the bed and go to my dresser and remove from the top drawer the toy I have been saving for you. You turn to look at what I have brought to the bed and your face shows a mix of lust, pleasure and shock. I fasten the strap-on around my waist and begin to feel the power that comes along with having a good-sized dick. It is no larger then your own but you still look at it with awe. I remove the drape that is in front of you to reveal a mirror mounted on the wall in front of you. "Thought that you might want to watch yourself get fucked in the ass by a woman."

I first lean down and rim your virgin ass with my tongue, smelling your strong musk and feeling the heat that radiates from your body. You sigh under my touch. I slowly use my tongue as a small dick and push it into your ass. From the small noises I hear you make I can tell you are enjoying the feeling of my tongue in your ass. I replace my tongue with the tip of my finger, gently running it along the outside of your puckered hole. I sit up grab a tube of KY from the nightstand my bed. I put some on my finger and start to rub it into your tight back door, pushing it deeper and deeper inside you. I remove it and put more on my fingers, but this time slowly pushing two inside you. You have begun to relax and it is easier for me to slide in and out of you. I decide that you are ready and remove my fingers from your ass. I lube up my face cock, watching your eyes watch me in the mirror. Once set, move closer to you and push the head to your back door. "You know, you could ask for me to stop now. I might not listen but you could ask me to. Do you want me to stop or do you want me to fuck your ass like you told me you wanted me to?"

Your eyes meet mine n the mirror and I can sense your response without you saying a word. But I want to hear you ask, to beg, to want to have me deep inside you. "Please, don't stop. I want to fuck me like I told you so long ago. Please, take my virgin ass"

That is all the encouragement I need. I slowly push the fake cock into you. I go slow, not wanting to hurt you. I stop after every inch or so, waiting for your encouragement before going on. Once halfway in I gently pull out and push back in to the same point in one quick motion. You freeze and your eyes shut with the sensation. I again start pushing further into you, not giving you any time to recover. I finally reach the bottom of my fake dick and stop. I look at your face in the mirror, your eyes shut. I ask you to open your eyes and look at me. You do and I ask you if you are ready to be royally fucked by a woman. You nod your head and close your eyes.

I pull back till I am almost all the way out and sink it into you in one quick motion. I wait a few seconds to let you savor the feeling and quickly do it again. I shorten the strokes but quicken the pace. "I want you to come for me. I want you to moan and scream. And if I catch you touching yourself, I'll stop. I want you to come for me without you ever touching yourself."

With that said I begin to pound away at you. Your moans fill the air and I join with you in the excitement, for there is a small ball on the inside of the fake dick that rubs against my clit with every move. Though the idea of me pounding away at you, of fucking you, of having that kind of power over you excites me enough as it is. I continue to pound away at you. Over our moans I hear you cry out saying that you are getting close. I feel our bodies stiffen, I continue to pump into you, riding my orgasm to it's peak, and feeling you hit yours as well. I look in the mirror to see cum all over it and know you have found your release.

I slowly pull out of your ass and remove the strap-on. I throw back the cum and sweat soaked sheets and lay down next to you. Together we catch our breaths and curl up together. Your hands lovingly caress my body as does mine. We eventually fall asleep in each other's arms, enjoying the bliss of the evening.

A Dinner Surprise

2009-06-27T01:00:00.000-07:00

Marcia came home from work to find Frank on the computer. "Hi babe," she said, as she gave Frank a quick kiss.

"What do you want to do for dinner?" Frank asked.

"You," Marcia smiled.

"Seriously?" Frank asked with an anxious tone in his voice.

"Of course I want to do you babe. I'm not hungry for dinner yet, but I am hungry for you," Marcia said and again smiled playfully. "Let's spice things up a bit. You've always said you can be a little kinky, but I've never really seen that side of you. Let's do what I want to do for once."

"What do you have in mind?" he inquired.

"I want you to go into your room your room and take off all of your clothes, and wait for me on your bed" she ordered. "I'm going to call the shots tonight."

Frank nodded and quickly went to his room to strip. He felt his cock perk just a bit as he wondered what his girlfriend had in store for him.

Marcia soon showed up and handed him a blindfold to put on. "Put this on and wait patiently until I return. I'll be right back. You're going to feel better than you've ever felt before," she told him.

Marcia left the room to put on some black lingerie that she had bought. She returned to the room carrying a bag full of toys and set them near the bed. She climbed the bed and kissed Frank. "Here I'm going to handcuff your hands behind your back," Marcia told him. The smell of her perfume and the kiss turned him on even more, as his cock became rock hard. Frank had always wondered what it would be like to be handcuffed.

"You like that, huh?" she teased. "You'll like this even more." Marcia began licking the sides of Franks cock. Frank groaned and tried to angle his cock into her mouth. She continued to tease his cock and then licked his balls. Finally, she took his entire cock in her mouth. She could taste his sweet precum, as he was so hard. She began stroking his cock while she began licking his balls again. She licked lower and lower until she finally began licking his butthole.

"Marcia, what are you doing?" he asked worriedly. Frank was nervous, as he couldn't see what she was doing with the blindfold on.

"Shhh," she whispered and continued on licking his asshole. She penetrated his tight hole with her darting tongue. Then she quickly licked her finger and began sucking on his cock again. He moaned in pleasure. She moved her wet finger to his hole and slowly began to push it in. She felt his ass accept her finger and then she began to slowly work her finger in and out. Frank moaned even more. She got nervous that she was doing to good of a job and was about to get him off so she stopped.

"Honey, why did you stop?" Frank complained.

"I'm not done with you yet. Be patient," she ordered. She got off the bed and pulled a 7-inch dildo out of her bag. She covered it with chocolate syrup and then wiped her hands clean on the towel. She kissed Frank again. "Are you ready baby? Open up," Marcia directed.

Frank opened his mouth and Marcia inserted the dildo into his mouth. Frank tasted the chocolate so he didn't immediately realize what he had in his mouth. He loved chocolate so he sucked and sucked to get at the chocolate. Marcia slowly pushed the dildo deeply into his mouth. Frank started to gag a bit. He suddenly realized that he didn't have a chocolate bar in his mouth, but it was a dildo! He tried to scream, but couldn't with the dildo gagging him.

Marcia could tell Frank was unnerved. "Baby, baby, it's okay. I won't hurt you. Suck the chocolate off baby. You look so hot right now!" Marcia whispered. "If you're a good boy, I'll let you eat my pussy." She took the dildo away from his mouth.

This whole encounter had her pussy soaking wet. Marcia put on her favorite strap on harness. She smiled as the harness's internal dildo slid into her pussy. She locked the outer strap on in place and generously covered it with lubricant. She climbed onto the bed and moved a pillow under Frank's ass.

"Honey, what are you doing?" Frank asked. He was growing increasingly nervous as he was still handcuffed and blindfolded. He wasn't happy at all that Marcia made him suck a dildo.

"You'll be okay baby. Just calm down," Marcia instructed him. "The best is yet to come."

She then leaned down and took his cock into her mouth. She greedily swallowed the precum off of his cock. She then positioned her dildo and began to push it into his ass. "Relax for me baby. That's it. Good boy," she encouraged him. She waited for his ass to adjust before inserting it all the way.

She began to work her cock in and out of his ass. "Mmmm," Frank moaned. "Oh honey."

She continued to work his ass and then began to stroke his cock. Frank began to moan louder and louder until he shot his load all over his body. He nearly hit his own face.

"That away baby. Good boy," Marcia hummed. Marcia took off the strap on and climbed onto Frank's chest until her pussy was in front of Frank's face. Frank could smell the pungent aroma of her pussy. Frank pushed his nose into her pussy and began to lick her. Frank slowly increased the speed he licked her clit until Marcia began crying aloud. Frank licked as fast as he could until she finally screamed in pleasure.

Marcia waited a minute to recover before she finally uncuffed Frank and took off his blindfold. Frank saw the dildo lying on the bed.

"I can't believe you made me suck that dildo Marcia," Frank exclaimed.

"I can't believe how well you sucked it Frank. That was so hot. I just can't wait until you do it again. I love you," Marcia affectionately told him. They quickly fell asleep.

A Day in the Park

2009-06-26T01:00:00.000-07:00

The sun, the wine, the soft spring breeze, it was all getting to me and I was getting hornier by the second. I know I grinned when you told me to look under the table – the sight of your hard cock always makes me smile.

Fucking in public has always been one of my turn-ons, and the fear of getting caught put a delicious edge on the afternoon. You know I love it from behind, you never fail to knock my knees out from under me, and until you buried your face in my soft ass, that was my expectation. I was so turned on when you started licking my ass, I wouldn't have known it if the whole damn police force had shown up. Hell – I'd have probably taken a cock or two for backup.

Licking up my juices, and then having your manhood buried in my ass pushed me over the edge. I could hear distant laughter and bees buzzing overlaid on the groans and grunts of a deep satisfying ass fuck. I could feel your cock twitching with every stroke now, and I knew you weren't far from shooting. Another stroke into my quivering asshole, and I suddenly wanted to cum with you, so I grabbed my clit between 2 fingers, and started to roll my hard little marble around and around, pulling on my pussy lips and feeling the pressure coming to a peak. Another stroke, like a hammer, and I felt you freeze, I knew you were about to blow, so I worked my clit to a frenzy and with my whole body pushed back to bury you deep in me. I could feel the jets of your pearly cum hitting my insides and my orgasm hit me hard.

I must have blacked out for just a second – because as I opened my eyes, I saw a figure sitting at the other side of the picnic table! A cop. Oh shit.

"You want to tell me what you're doing?" I stammered and stuttered. "Ummmmm…ahhhhh – Hello Officer" I heard you say.

I felt you slide of out my ass and I started to straighten up.

"Don't make a move missy…I'll deal with you in a moment."

"Sir – you want to pull your pants up very slowly" he said. I could sense you behind me, and felt the denim of your jeans touch my thighs as you started to buckle up.

I looked around the park, as much as I could. I could see the cop car, sitting on the tarmac access road, 20 feet away, the gently smoking barbeque grill and a lovely hedge of azaleas. The cop had moved out of my sight, but I could hear him breathing.

We'd chosen the spot for privacy, and we certainly had it now. "Come with me, sir – and you - stop right there – you leave that lovely ass uncovered. I SAID I'd deal with you in a minute."

The breeze started to dry the juices slowly sliding down the insides of my thighs, making them feel sticky and itchy. I could hear you talking to the policeman. I knew you were straightening everything out, and there wouldn't be a problem.

I could see vague movement out of the corner of my eye, and hear you and the officer approach. "Sweetie? I'm going to go wait by the car – you do whatever the officer tells you to, and this will all go away."

I sniffled – I know I did, I was on the verge of tears…scared, embarrassed and yes, even still very turned on. A good assfuck for us has always led to me wanting more of your hard cock buried in me.

I shivered as the cop then ran the cold smooth edge of his nightstick up my left thigh. "Please don't hurt me, I'll do whatever you want." " I know you will. Keep that ass in the air – I'm enjoying the view." I could hear him work the zip of his pants, and wondered what was in store. His fingers stroked the skin around my gaping asshole, and slid down to pinch a pussy lip, then he grasped my still engorged clit, and ground it between finger and thumb. I moaned loudly. "Keep it right there baby – here I come."

An enormous cock rammed into my cunt, and somehow, I kept from collapsing. Muscles stretched and he began to pound me. He had laid his nightstick across my back, and was now fingering my asshole rhythmically. I couldn't help but grind back. Suddenly he took his cock out of me, and eased the head into my ass. "Owwww.." I started to protest. "Not a word….or else."

I bit my lips, clenched my fists and hoped I wouldn't need a trip to the hospital when this was over. Slowly but surely he worked his cock into my ass, and after a few pumps, groaned that he was going to come. I thought it was going to come out of my nose he unloaded so much spunk. I fell against the picnic bench, eyes closed, heaving for breath. I heard his zipper go up, and the nightstick come off of my back.

"Oh baby – you were magnificent." I heard you say.

I opened my eyes to see you handing me a towel, and a fresh glass of wine sat on the table now. " I have someone I want you to meet."

"Kenny – hey man, come here." The cop walked up and grinned shyly. I managed to stammer out "What, what…what is going on?"

"Leelee – meet Kenny. Kenny's the new body man down at the shop. We got to talking about assfucking a couple of days ago, and Kenny mentioned he'd never been able to get his gigantor into a lady before. I knew you'd be perfect, if I could get you turned on enough. You were super. Give Kenny a kiss, and let's get out of here – I am by no means done fucking you for today."

A Day at the Office

2009-06-25T01:00:00.000-07:00

I came home from work, exhausted. My roommate greeted me as usual and asked me how my day went, “Fine, but definitely unusual.”

“Well dinner won’t be done for about an hour, just got home myself, so tell me about it.”

We both sat down on the couch facing each other as she handed me a glass of white wine.

“I need this.”

“So tell me.”

“Well Jim my boss calls me into his office an hour or so after lunch. I knock, he tells me to come in and I take a seat. But he says nothing at first-sort of like he’s uncomfortable about what he is going to say. I’m thinking, shit he’s going to fire me, so my heart starts pounding and I am prepared to blast him.”

“And?”

Well he sat there and then cleared his throat, like he was going to make a speech. A feeling of dread came over me, but I sat there calmly, trying to breathe. So he finally says, “Julie I wanted to discuss something with you, something that is a little sensitive and I’m hoping that you will react as I want you to. I’ve been watching you and your performance and I must say I am impressed.”

“Whew, at least he wasn’t going to fire you.”

“Yeah well it got better. So he looks at me, just kind of staring and I knew something was going to happen, wasn’t sure what, but I was a little more calm now. Well he finally blurts out that while he thinks my performance is great, he’d like to see me perform a few extra duties.”

“Great more work.”

“Like I needed more, I’m swamped already. So I said, like what? Then he gets this smirk on his face and tells me that he would just love to see me perform on the top of his desk.”

“He said that? Just came out and said that?”

“Yep.”

“What did you do?”

“What do you think I did. I got up and walked towards the door.”

“You said nothing?”

“Nope, just walked to the door. Then reached for the handle and locked it.”

“You did not!”

“Hell yes I did, you know I’ve been hot for him since day one and I thought, why not?”

“So what happened?”

“Well I locked the handle and turned around. He was sitting there with a surprised look on his face. I don’t think he thought I would do it. I walked back to his desk and stood in front of it, just waiting.”

“So what did he say?”

“He said, why don’t you take your blouse off, I’ve always wanted to see what your tits looked like.”

“Did you?”

“Yep, but very slowly. Unbuttoning one button at a time. I took off my blouse and stood there.”

“He told me, now take off your bra. I undid my bra and lowered the straps. He was practically drooling. Then I turned my back to him before I let the bra fall to the floor, then stood there. Finally he said, turn around I want to see. So I did. I’m not sure if my nipples were hard because the room was cool or because I was excited, in either case, I could tell he liked it. He told me to take off my skirt. So I unzipped and let it drop. So I’m standing there in thigh highs and panties and he’s says nothing, just stares.”

“And?”

“Well I walked around his desk and stood in front of him. He reached out and ran his hand up my thigh and gave my ass a smack, then murmured-”nice”

My roommate squirmed a little as I told her that he then put his hands in my panties and ran them across my ass. Slowly he lowered my panties, first exposing my ass and telling me to turn around, which I did. He waited a minute before he pulled my panties the rest of the way down, then told me to bend over some. I was wet already and he was about to see that I was. So I bent over and let him get a good look.

“Oh my God Julie, this is too good.”

“You should have been there, I was hot as hell”

“I bet.”

“So he tells me to sit on his desk and I do. He pulls up his chair and gets real close to me, then tells me to open my legs as widely as I can, that he wants to see my pussy. So I opened my legs slowly, making him wait. I guess I was going too slow because he finally reached out, grabbed my knees and pushed my legs open as far as they could go. He ran his fingers across my cunt, spreading my wetness all around. I thought I was going to scream, I wanted his tongue on me already. He must have read my mind because before I knew it, his face was buried in my pussy, licking away at me. He stuck his fingers in me and start to finger fuck me hard. It felt great but I wanted his cock in me. I was close to cumming, when he stopped. He stood up, shoved all of the stuff off his desk and told me to get on my hands and knees.”

“Oh fuck Julie, did you?”

“Oh hell yes, I wanted it bad by now. So I got on hand and knees and presented him with my pussy and ass, his choice for the taking. I didn’t care what he fucked as long as he did. I could hear him unzip his pants and them dropping to the floor. He ran his hand across my pussy, working a couple of fingers into me again, then pulled them out. I felt his cock rubbing against me and felt him start to enter me, slowly at first, then I guess he wanted it as badly as I did, because suddenly he just slammed inside me. He must have been huge, because my pussy felt as stretched as she could be.”

“And?”

“Well he started fucking me hard, slam all the way in, then pull out almost completely, then slam back in. I’m once again close to cumming and he stops.”

“No he did not!”

“Yep, next thing I know I can feel his cock resting up against my ass and I was thinking this is either going to be real good or it’s gonna hurt like hell. I can feel him making my ass wet by rubbing my pussy juice all over my ass and rubbing his cock all over me too. Then I can feel his cock pushing against my ass and he starts sliding in. I swear he was huge because he barely got in me and I thought he was going to split me in two.”

“Did you tell him to stop?”

“Hell no. It hurt, but it felt good at the same time. So he starts to slowly go in deeper and I tried to relax. I felt him fill me completely with his cock, but he didn’t move. He wanted until I was ready and then he started to fuck me slowly. It was feeling so good that I started to fuck him right back and then he started to really fuck me. I told him to fuck my ass hard. He grabbed my waist and pulled me hard against him, shoving his cock inside me.”

“Did you like it?”

“I more than liked it, I loved it. I wanted him to fuck me hard, almost tear me open I wanted to be fucked so bad.”

“And?’

“Well he pumped away at my ass, fucking me like I’ve never been fucked before. Then he reached round and started playing with my pussy and that sent me over the edge. I started cumming on his hand while he fucked my ass.”

I watched as my roommate’s hand moved to her own pussy without her even noticing that she was doing it. I smiled to myself at the thoughts that raced through my mind.

“What happened next?”

“Nothing, he got dressed and so did I.”

“That was it?”

“Well as I walked out I did ask him if my performance was satisfactory. He told me to expect a raise anytime I walk into his office.”

I watched as my roommate sat there, hand still on her pussy. Finally she blurted out “After this I’ve gotta get myself off, watch the oven for me.”

“Do you need any help?”

“No the lasagne is already made, just needs to bake.”

“I wasn’t talking about helping with dinner.”

My roommate let out a surprised gasp followed by a quiet moan, then whispered, “Would you?”

“My pleasure and yours if I do it right.”

I leaned forward and kissed her gently, nibbling at her beautiful lips, slipping my tongue into her mouth, teasing her’s with mine. I unbuttoned her blouse slowly, anticipating the moment. When I got to the last button I discovered she was braless. Her breasts were full and gorgeous and the temptation to take them into my mouth was too much to resist. I kissed her neck and then her shoulders and finally her breasts, taking each nipple into my mouth and sucking on them gently. She moaned a little louder as she placed her hand on my head and pulled me closer to her. I gently removed her blouse and began to unbutton her jeans. She moved my hands away and quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them herself. She wiggled her way out of them and threw them onto the floor. I could feel how wet she was even through her pink panties. I worked my fingers inside them and touched her pussy for the first time.

I started to run my fingers up and down her lips, spreading her wetness all around, then lifted my fingers to my mouth and tasted her. Her taste was sweet and delicate almost tasteless. I placed my fingers against her lips and she licked at my fingers, then began to suck on them. Now it was my turn to get wet. I felt my pussy clench as she took my fingers into her mouth, flicking her tongue across them. I kissed her again tasting her once more. She lifted her ass up and worked her panties off. I got the first glimpse of her pussy, pink and wet and irresistiable. She leaned back and I lowered my head to her pussy as she watched.

Using my fingers I opened her up and ran my tongue across her clit. She let out a gasp, then reached out and gently pushed my face into her pussy. That was all the encouragement I needed. I began to lick at her, lapping at her wetness. I used my fingers to open her up more and shoved my tongue inside her, sliding my tongue in and out of her, tongue fucking her as deeply as I could. I rubbed my fingers across her clit as my tongue slipped in and out of her. She began to grind her pussy against my tongue and fingers, forcing me inside her more. I started to lick her faster and deeper, wanting her to cum in my mouth. I felt her body begin to tense and I knew she was close, so I took her clit between my teeth and flicked my tongue across it as quickly as I could. Her back began to arch and she began to cum in my mouth, her cum filling my mouth. I licked harder and faster to get all of it.

She lay for a moment, then whispered “You think you could get a job working for you, I’m sure Jim wouldn’t mind a threesome now and then?”

“I bet he wouldn’t, neither would I.”

A Dark Street

2009-06-24T01:00:00.000-07:00

I found myself the young excited mistress to an older guy. He seemed to have the world in his hands, how I wanted to be near him! He had the life I only dreamed of, still living at home, no cares or responsibilities with no one to account to.

I had little sexual experience before him, mostly consisting of hurried groping. There was one boy before him, whom I gave up my virginity for. Unfortunately for me, it was little more then an embarrassing confusing, very short experience which left me wondering how there was an overpopulation of people in the world!

Then I met Lance out walking along a dark street in my neighborhood. I had been feeling restless and angry, so I was glad for the company. We walked and talked for some time about inconsequential things, passing the time as lonely strangers often do. I did not see him after that for some time, although I took many more walks hoping to meet him again. The next time we met, things progressed quickly from our talk of weather, and human nature.

Soon I was in his arms, feeling the lust and desire of a more experienced sort. He had little patience for my inexperience and soon took charge, showing me exactly what he wanted and expected of me, and how. We met this way often, and I learned how to please him still knowing little of any pleasure for myself. I simply knew that he wanted me, wanted to possess and keep me.

We were comfortable in our routines, and roles. I did what he wanted, and he wanted me around. Soon we found ourselves talking during sex, normal everyday conversations as if nothing was happening. I had become an outlet, a release for the frustrations of his day. I was his quiet, and docile lover, demanding nothing and taking him as he offered.

One day, however, he was especially excited and I was to learn why in short order He took extra time, to make sure I was excited, wet and ready for him. He fucked me in a lazy almost distracted way, slowly. Then he slowed even more yet, and to my complete surprise pulled out of me, still hard and now glistening, my wetness coating his cock. "Wait there, and finger yourself for me." He said as he got up, moving about in his room. I was deeply embarrassed and maybe even ashamed, to do such a thing, when he could come back and see it I reluctantly did as I was asked, figuring he knew more then I did about sex. Oh, was that the truth!

He returned a short minute or two later, with something in his hand. I wanted desperately to stop touching myself, but continued in fear he would think I didn't know how to please him. He would not show me what was in his hand, simply telling me to move my hand away and open my legs for him. Blushing, I let my legs fall open again realizing they had clamped closed over my hand, trying to hide what I was doing.

I felt something very cold and smooth slip inside me, it was much smaller then his cock and felt very strange and foreign. I squirmed, trying to sit up and look, but he would not let me, and pushed me back until I was lying down again. Fear and confusion twisted in my brain as he pushed this object in and out of me. Against everything that seemed normal and rational to me, it started to feel good. My hips, much to my embarrassment began to rise and fall with his thrusts, my breath quickened and my eyes closed.

As he saw my body react to his toy, a devilish grin spread across his lips and he told me to turn over on my hands and knees. We had fucked this way before, and although it had not become my favorite position yet, I was willing. He laid out a blanket on the floor for me, so it wouldn't hurt our knees and pushed me down the way he wanted me to be. My ass in the air, despite my willingness, made me feel exposed and vulnerable. Exactly how much so, I was yet to learn.

He pushed the small object from earlier back into my pussy, and started fucking me with it again. Then I felt something that startled and excited me in a most forbidden way. His hard cock was nestled between my ass cheeks nudging up against my tiny virgin asshole. It felt slippery, sticky, and impossibly huge.

The pressing threat of pain, was like an oaks mighty roots reaching deep into the earth. Suddenly in an explosion of pain and ecstasy I felt my body opening up to him, and his fat cock was deep within me. I collapsed onto the floor, my arms giving out beneath me. With the force of his thrust, his weight must have followed me, but I could not feel it. The world had gone black, I passed out from the immense pain of his cock forcing its way into my tight little asshole.

I awoke, what must have been moments later, my ass throbbing, sending white hot searing pain throughout my senses with my face wet and tears blurring my vision. He seemed scared as well, and holding my head in his lap, caressing my hair. Only his cock betrayed him, resting near my lips, shiny and hard, mocking my weakness.

He held me and touched me and brought me back to passion, despite the lingering pain spreading out like fire from my stretched hole. After penetrating my pussy, with long slow strokes, he asked me quietly if he could try again. He wanted to put his throbbing cock back in there! He told me there was another way we could do it with me laying on my side. Maybe that would not hurt as much. He asked me but without question, "just relax for me, I will hold you and be gentle this time", all the while his cock slid seductively in and out of my pussy.

I was confused at why he wanted that so badly when he was already inside me. Once again my insecurity rose I was so scared he would not want me after this, if I didn't let him. He laid me on my side, and curled up against my back, his cock pressing in-between my as cheeks once more. I shook as I remembered the pain in it's full extent, still persisting where he rest against me.

He took what must have been Vaseline and coated his cock again this time spreading some on my ass too. I felt the small hard thing pressing into my pussy first, shortly followed by his large cock trying to intrude on my asshole. He lifted my leg, and held it in the air, as he forced his cockhead into me again. This time, it went in, not without a lot of pain, but easier then the first time. He froze there only momentarily as I began to cry, pushing his toy in and out of my pussy. He didn't wait long though. With me, still crying he began to thrust in and out of my stretched, torn asshole.

He paused once a few minutes later, to smear more of that lube on his cock, never pulling completely out. Then resuming his thrusts long and slow in my little hole. He couldn't cum there and pulled out of my burning, torn ass, and turned me onto my back to take my pussy again. He took me then with angry pent up passion. With short pounding strokes, he fucked me, hard and fast. My legs, stretched over his shoulders were burning with each time he came down onto me. I hurt now, in both holes, feeling violated, used, and strangely wanted. In my pain mixed pleasure I didn't know if I wanted him to stop or fuck me harder.

As if to decide for me, he finally came, shooting his hot cum deep inside me. The bulk of it came sliding back out of my abused hole, soothing and moistening my torn asshole. He lay there for a moment, cock softening inside me, panting and sweating, trying to catch his breath before finally moving off me. I scrambled up to find my clothes and cover myself in the small protection my clothes could offer me. As I got dressed I saw the small, smooth hard thing, he had been fucking me with. It was a test tube out of a science kit.

A Dance with Tiana in the Night

2009-06-23T01:00:00.000-07:00

The campfire blazed, and sinuous trails of smoke fled the crackle of wood to rise into the clouded and close night sky. They gathered there, for the festival, men and women. Young couples arm in arm away from the crowds, clinging to the shadows, kissing and holding each other by the arms. Faces close in intimacies. Eyes locked in passion. The older ones, they were more free and easy, settling in larger groups and relaxed in open posture, drinking the warmth, the heady conversations and the flickering memories evoked by the firelight.

It is the night of the fire dances. The drummers will beat a rhythm of sacred dance, and the bards will chant the words that remember the evening, connect this time to all other times. The winter solstice. The trance. The movement.

He stands alone. Not with the crowds, and away from the couples. Quietly. Smoke rises from the sacred fire held in his own hands. He stands silently, watching. Feeling the spirits of the fire.

And It begins.

The first beats of the Bodhran beat through the thick night air. Thrumming a steady pace into the night. One Two Three One Two Three. The conversations fall quieter beneath the low, heavy insistent bass of the drum. And then the others begin to join and form a circle of musicians, each adding their sounds to the beat. First a tin whistle. Then a violin. Then the wild flamenco of a Spanish guitar. Singers chant the a melody which has no words yet calls into the darkness. Calls back the times and past times. The firelight colors every face flickering.

And then She slowly stands to dance.

Her hair is by turns jet and auburn in the dark. Her figure lithe and supple. Her smile full lipped and her lips the deep pink of a rose. She wears her summer dress for the midwinter night, and it is flowers and silver and gold brocade. And in her hair is a deep crimson rose, and the gold of her earrings glints and reflects a deep deep red from the coal. Her movements are like the flame and she begins to move and sway The drum sets the pace of her movements, clear stepping, swift footed, assured. Her breasts clear highlighted against the dress, her breathing intense, energetic and the play of her nipples against the fabric in time to the sacred rhythm.

He draws the smoke deeply from the pipe in his hands and walk to the circle. His eyes drawn to her motion, her subtle grace, her energy resonant and rhythmic within the circle in which she dances thee winter.

Under even the bass of the drum he chants. "You will be Spring. You are Renewal." and her pace becomes deeper, more sensual. The grass her canvas, her footsteps the brush, her painting of summer and spring. Of the lightness of days. Of balmy evenings and beaches. Of red wine and deep endless thoughts shared. She dances spring. And He speaks of the Painting she weaves into the grass, the soil, the land.

Gradually the music fades, and her hair, once a spiderweb dancing to her feet is now moist with sweat, her face flushed and tanned. She leaves the circle to join Him. They have met through the music.

He smiles to her and places a finger to his lips, sensual lips. His angular face framed by jet black hair. His tall frame offset by her stature and yet in the fire and shadow, the auras match and the energy flames between them like twin suns in the westering sky.

This is how it begins. As I am winter to her summer.

Her brown eyes held me transfixed like amber coals glowing with a hidden fire from within her. Her gorgeous curves on her her slender light body denied any age, yet she looked neither old not young. Dark brown hair to her shoulders and a smile both wise and cynical yet full of mirth and life. I held a hand to her, and she placed her small and delicate white fingers in it, but then, she drew my hand to hers and kissed my palm, looking wickedly at me, taking the gentleman's part in the greeting. My heart raced and i moved to kiss her gently, but this time she placed a finger to her hips. And sylph like, she beckoned me to a quieter place in the glade, away from thee thrum of noise.

Everything had changed, no longer was I the one seducing, but she, in one swift movement of my hand to her mouth, had led me to her command and now, my pulse was beating hard within my chest and my cock begging to strain in the fabric of my clothes, making it hard and uncomfortable to follow her. And her eyes knew it. I could not fail to follow her. She is the summer queen.

Her camp spot was a way from the crowds, and she led me through the doors of her spacious tent, luxurious with cushions of silk and soft blankets. She lit a soft colored lantern, its light barely more than a candle flame but enough to see by. And without speaking she slipped free from her dress, hauling it over her head and shaking it loose to be free of it. Beneath she was fully naked, apple breasts tanned light brown, with delicate aureole, pink, and nipples stiffening in the cooler air. My eyes traced down to the light dust of trimmed pubic hair just concealing the outline of her labia and I could just drink in the heady scent of her sweat from dancing and her arousal so softly sweet just above it.

She shook her head teasingly and I stripped from my clothes, hard as the cold outside her warm tent, and she took my hand and gently laid me down onto the cushions. I let her hands guide me down into the soft inviting sensuality of the fabric, as she gently rolled me over onto my tummy. I could see nothing but the fabric up against me, but i could feel her shifting slowly, and the sound of her rummaging for hidden things near me, yet as i turned by head to look up, she gently placed her hand on my cheek to be still.

A wet pouring glugging sound near my ear, and then the noise of palms being rubbed together, and then she sat herself kneeling, between my thighs, parting my legs. I could feel the heat of her thighs against my backside, and she reached along my back, her breasts stroking so lightly against me, and her small hands, soft palms but pressing hard against my shoulders, massaging in circles, then lines, then, with the lightest of touches, tracing down my spine. She rubbed and warmed and rubbed down, each time moving closer to my arse, my cock rigid beneath me. She traced down and, her breasts firm against my back now, moved her fingers between my buttocks, gently over my sex to cup and hold my balls, ringing her finger and thumb around the base of my cock, her other hand massaging my arse, then gently, so gently but with such certainty penetrating me. Teasing around the rim of my arse then slipping in, slipping deeper. Like the rhythm of her dancing. I blissed my head into the cushion, breathing hard, as she cupped my balls and firmly grasped the root of my cock, all the while fucking my arse first gently with one finger and then with more assurance, adding a second. Her breasts heaving against my back. My cock so hard it ached to cum, but not yet.

She guided me over with her hands, my whole body aroused from her sex with me, and then, lay herself down, facing downwards as i had been. The oils and scent next to her. Her back was light tanned, her hair tousling around her neck, a back almost like that of a young man. Slender, muscled, yet tracing the line down of her, her feminine buttocks holding hidden treasures all woman, all female. The exquisite scent of her a high note of aroma within the heady deep tones of Ylang Ylang oil. I began to rub her as she had me, kneeling between her spread legs, my cock gently pushing against her pussy, which parted slightly, so with each forward massage, the hint of penetration of my cock teased and taunted us both. But not yet.

I massaged her shoulders, her back, aligning her dancers supple body from the exertions of her ritual dance, she moaned softly into the cushions. Working my hands down her and gently, so gently, touching the sides of her breasts and stroking down her sides, feeling her breathing and the shape of her through my fingers. Her heartbeats visible, her breathing deep and heavy. My hands working in patterns down her back and then, withdraw distance a little, tracing the line of her spine with my tongue to rest gently between the cheeks of her firm full arse, and spread them with my hands to delve deep within her sacred depth with my tongue as she writhed with ecstasies beneath my tongue, penetrating her, opening her like a rosy flower to drink in the scent from her wet aroused pussy trailed with precum from our touching together. Delving deeply into her matching pace with her sighs and then, gently propping her with cushions to begin the gentle deep rhythm of fucking her slow.

My hard cock deep in her arse, her buttocks clenched tight over me, one arm beneath her breasts teasing her nipples, cupping her, she drew her fingers down over her clit, thrumming, matching, breathing, sighing the rhythm. Again and again, thrusting deeper now, matching out paces as she fucked her clit and penetrated her pussy with her fingers, my cock full and tight in her gorgeous arse, my balls slapping against her palm as i penetrated her and she penetrated herself, in the rhythm of the dance, the rhythm of the drums, until she screamed her ecstasy, and i felt her tightening and matched her scream with my own, flooding cum deep into her as hers drenched over her hand, so intense it deflect up to wet us both, for seconds, and seconds, as we collapsed together on the cushions. Holding still. Breathing together. Then uncoupling to kiss and kiss again.

A winters night gypsy princess and her gypsy bard.

A Confidence Boost

2009-06-22T01:00:00.000-07:00

"Call the boy!" He said as he passed her on the way to the shower. Her friend from college, (a former and still occasional lover, or at least a fine distraction) had been visiting for a few days, and all she had done in that time was ponder and procrastinate over calling her latest interest; he was tired of hearing it. Not that he minded another male getting her attention, there was plenty to go around, but he hated to hear her talk herself out of things.

"But...you know... what if he doesn't call me back? Or does but blows me off...he's a little out of my league babe..." Following behind him, she dodged his shirt and jeans as he casually tossed them off.

"It sounds to me like you need a little confidence boaster." He replied, tossing his boxers aside before a little smirk crossed his face. "Go get our friend...we'll have your courage up in no time" and he turned on the water. "Our friend" was what the pair casually called one of her toys: a large and perhaps menacing black rubber dildo.

She gave a smile, not quite sure quite what her favorite strap on had to do with anything, but she hadn't put it to use in a while, so she stripped, knowing he was watching from the crack in the bathroom door as he toweled himself off, and slid the harness on. Taking a seat on the bed, she stroked it lightly, teasing it like a lover. Putting it on did have an effect on her; it is hard not to feel powerful while wielding a big, thick cock and soon her curiosity and apprehension were replaced with impatience for its use. Before she could call for him, the door opened and he walked in, his naked skin still glistening with the moisture of the steamy shower, his shaft stiff and swollen, wobbling slightly as he moved across the floor and sank to his knees in front of her opened legs. His eyes, wide, soft, and willing, met hers as his lips wrapped around the thick rubber crown, his tongue running beneath the underside as he worked her into his mouth. The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils as he bobbed slowly up and down, the motion driving the butt of the dildo against her, and her little murmurs of pleasure encouraged him to move faster, until her fingers gripped large tufts of his hair, squeezing the last drops of moisture from it. Before she even knew she was doing so, she was pulling him by the hair, sternly guiding his head up and down the shaft, her hips bouncing up to meet his lips, fucking his face roughly. Little gags and sputters escaped his lips as she rammed into the tightest parts of his throat, the spasms sending tingling vibrations down the rubber to her clit. "That's it... take it all..." and she shoved his head further down, pinning it to her and let his struggling for breath grind the dildo against her even harder.

"Mmmm...that's nice...but I have a better idea...get on your belly, bent over the bed like a good boy" she commanded and his lips released the dildo with an audible 'pop' before he stretched across the low bed, knees on the floor, his throbbing rod pinned to his stomach. Her smile crooked itself into a smirk and her fingertips traced the lines of his muscled shoulder, following the ripples of his spine, then down over the smooth curve of his rump, before pressing between his cheeks to his rim, tight and hers for the taking. He watched in a mirror as she removed a bottle marked "massage oil and personal lubricant" from her dresser, and shivered as a long stream of the clear, heavy liquid landed between his shoulder blades before tracing a long, slow line to the cleft of his ass. Slowly, with her palms broad and flat, she began to work the oil first into his shoulders, relaxing him and drawing a quivering sigh of relaxation and desire from him as she worked lower. Finally, one slick hand stroked her strap on as the other went first to his heavy balls, then up to swirl against his rim, now ready to receive her. She leaned over him, so that her hot breath crashed against his face, and the soft weight of her breasts swayed and brushed against his back.

After a little kiss on the nape of his neck, she entered him, the black head vanishing into him as he gave a wince and his body jerked. She pet his hair lightly, whispering, purring as she slowly sunk deeper: "That's a good boy...just relax...I know how much you want this....that's it...a little more...." His eyes were shut tightly, little tear droplets glistened on their edges as his body stretched for the massive rubber cock. "Mmmm baby...you look soooo sexy getting fucked in the ass like this...you're my good little bitch aren't you?" and she stroked his hair lightly, her voice a soft coo in his ear. She pushed past the delicious friction of his resistance and came to rest fully inside him. He was rewarded with another "goooooood boy..." before her hips began to slide back. His voice, barely above a raspy whisper implored her: "Please....oh god Mistress please don't ever stop...more...please..." and then his voice quivered and broke, as though the last word were caught in his throat. Finally it slipped free: "...more..." With a grin her hands griped his shoulders and she began to work a steady rhythm with her hips, his body writhing slightly as little whimpers accompanied each stroke's end. She ground against him, the torsion on the toy exciting her as she swiveled her hips, opening him to her as she accelerated the pace. Soon the flat, wet slap of their collisions filled the room, nearly drowning out his moans and the plaintive whines of the mattress springs as his body jolted with the force of each impact, even as he thrust himself back to meet her. The side of his face, driven into the blankets, twitched and drew itself into hard lines as the pleasure mounted.

With a swift slap on the ass she issued another command, her voice powerful and thick with desire: "Over, now!" and he rolled over quickly, his legs lifted high into the air. With one motion she plunged back into him, one hand gripping his collar beside the neck, the other curling around his length, already slick with his own sweat and liquid. Closing around him like a vice, she began to pump furiously as she hammered into him, the force of her thrusts jamming the back end into her, her own juices running down her leg as she felt the rumble of tiny earthquakes within her, their onset only driving her harder into him, a maddened, wicked pace. His face became etched in ecstasy and his head began to thrash back and forth, the pleasure too much for him as the rubber struck his gland over and over. As her movements became more urgent, his words became a savage hiss, slicing through his clenched teeth as his eyes burned into hers. Each word slipped into the space between thrusts and she could hear the raw want in them as she pounded away: "fuck... me... harder... please... Mistress... HARDER...." She happily obliged him, her whole body arching and catapulting into him with sadistic force as he squirmed, begging her.

"Cum for me..." she snarled, her own explosion not far off as she pistoned her fist up and down his shaft, "cum for me like a good boy..." At her command, a powerful throb pulsed through him and his body began to quake as his fingers gripped the bed tightly. A fierce, guttural groan grew to a growl, then a snarl, then a wordless, primal roar as he climaxed. Spurt after spurt of hot fluid splattered the two of them, coating his stomach, her full, heavy breasts, as his final, desperate motions drove her over the edge. With a sharp cry her body buckled as ripples of pleasure became tidal waves and echoed through her body sharply. For a moment, white flashbulbs seemed to burst around them, then everything was stillness and quite.

She collapsed on top of him, and they lay together, a soft, sated, sticky mess, ragged breathing slowly returning to normal as he stroked her back.

"Call the boy..." he whispered.

"I will...but first..." she smiled up to him..."we need a shower..."

A Clean Break

2009-06-21T01:00:00.000-07:00

They stood at the intersection waiting for the light to turn. They'd been fighting for four blocks now.

"You are so stupid!" he yelled at her.

"You may not be so smart yourself."

She said it without emotion, just going through the ritual. Don't fight back; he goes on forever. Fight back too much; he gets explosive, not physically abusive but headache loud. They're relationship had become a game of trying to fight just enough. Though on this occasion she was exhausted and aimed to push him swiftly to leaving; an ambitious goal. He could fight all night. He didn't seem to hate it that way she did. Maybe he enjoyed it.

"What did you say?!" He demanded.

"Smart men tend to attract and couple with smart women. Men who only think they're smart, or would like to, they hook up with the stupid ones, like you, with me."

"Oh, fuck you!" and that was that. She'd gotten what she wanted. He stormed off. Perhaps she was supposed to chase. But she just stood there. She stared into space. She wondered how she'd gotten into this situation yet again.

Sure, she had the stereotypical asshole dad. Her mom had attracted jerks too it would seem. Perhaps it was genetic, or perhaps she learned from her mom how to move, talk, breath in way that said "Jerks, looking for jerks!" She tried so hard to pick men who were charming, and sweet and kind. What subtle signs of latent jerkdom did other girls catch that she was missing?

Lost in these thoughts she took no notice of the car that had stopped at the curb in front of her. "Hey, sweetie." the man inside hollered.

She looked down to see an older man in a town car, leaning forward and looking at her through the front passenger window. She figured he needed directions.

"Yeah?" she asked leaning forward.

"I, uh, I'd like a date?"

She was a bit surprised at his tactics. She'd been picked up on before, but he sounded as if he was collecting a debt, as if she was somehow obligated to give him the date he was requesting. It wasn't until she looked over her shoulder to see who else might be witnessing this, maybe to see some prankster with a camera, that she noticed the other woman, also standing on this corner. He thought she was a prostitute! She opened his passenger door and she had a seat.

Sitting there, staring out the window, she figured she'd done her part and now he'd do his. He'd take here somewhere, fuck her and hand her money. He seemed to be waiting as well. She looked at him and he looked back. She figured she should smile. She didn't.

"Well, how much?" he asked.

How much? She had no idea how much. How much did Julia Roberts get in that movie? She couldn't remember. "I'm no Julia Roberts." she though to herself. Of course the heavy set, balding man sitting across from her in the short sleeve dress shirt and ugly tie was certainly no Richard Gere.

"A thousand bucks... please." she answered, finally.

"A Thousand Bucks! What the hell are you going to do me that's going to be worth a thousand bucks? You got a couple of friends joining us? at the Ritz?"

"Well what do you normally pay? I'm new at this."

"Look, how about just a hand job? I'll give you twenty bucks."

Twenty dollars for a hand job sounded considerably less glamorous but maybe that was a good thing. It would get the job done. "Fine." she answered and he pulled the car away from the curb. He did not drive to a hotel or even a motel, but instead parked behind a strip mall that was closed for the night. Behind the dry cleaner he pulled out his limp dick.

She was amazed that he could hire a stranger, negotiate having this done and not have an erection. She laid her hand on his cock and made a kneading motion. Nothing happened. She wrapped her hand around and tugged a bit, pet the head with her thumb, and now she heard some slight moans but he remained flaccid. She kept at it.

"Look." He interrupted. "You gotta be sexy. You gotta talk dirty and let me see a little skin, or at least open your mouth for me."

For twenty bucks? She'd been to strip clubs with Charles. She loved watching the woman there "be sexy". They made a lot more than twenty bucks. Now she wanted this done.

"I feel sexy. I feel like I'd love to have you fuck me." He seemed unimpressed so she added "in the ass." she said it in the same bland voice she used to fight with Charles.

"Okay look, this is ridiculous. I'm sorry." He put his cock back in his pants and he zipped up his fly. I'll drive you back to the corner. And now, as surprising to her as to him, she began to cry, no to bawl.

"Oh, honey, it's okay. I just, I require a lot. I've been doing this awhile sweetie. Most guys I'm sure will come before they even get parked, honey. Look, if you need the money I'll give you the twenty bucks."

"I don't need the fucking money, I need you to fuck me. I need you to make the asshole not want me since I can't seem to leave him as long as he pretends I haven't whenever I try. I need to go home and throw a good amount of money in his face and I need to say 'Here. Enjoy it. I fucked a stranger for it.' And I can't even get twenty dollars for a hand job god dammit! And now I'm crying and confessing my deepest secrets to a fucking John, who can't even get a hard on, because I have no fucking friends anymore, because the asshole was so sure I was fucking all of them."

He didn't take offense. He started driving, stopping when he reached an all night coffee shop. They sat and drank coffee and talked about television. He loved Survivor. She enjoyed VHI shows about rock star excess. He actually listened to her, and she told him every minute detail of Ozzy Osborne's life and career from Sabbath to his first solo albums to his becoming a reality show. She almost cried talking of Sharon's love for the Oz and of what a great father the dark lord really was. She talked for two hours straight.

She'd heard of the hooker with a heart of gold and now, she though to herself, she'd met the John with the heart of gold. Of course, she imagined, he'd drop her off and go get his cock yanked by someone more damaged than she, but better at hiding it; someone who would open their mouth for him, so he could fantasize about what he really wanted instead of paying ten bucks extra to actually get it. The heart was a bit tarnished, but he'd treated he well.

Charles would not know that she'd not come right home. He didn't return until early the next morning.

*

Chapter 2

She had on a ridiculously short black skirt with pinstripes. She wore stockings, nude, with a black seam running down the back. A sleeveless cotton blouse hugged her breast which were lifted and squeezed together by a black push up bra. Her heels, the tallest she could find on short notice had her ass sticking out, and her strut sexy as she walked back and forth on her corner.

With her hair slicked back, and her make up heavy but expertly applied she looked like a make believe prostitute amongst the real working girls.

Said working girls asked her who her man was, and she told them she was in the market for one. They warned her that she shouldn't be out without a man "watching out for her." She watched the cars go by, getting lots of slow down and stare responses. She wondered what she'd do if someone stopped and she guessed she'd get in their car.

Charles pulled up to the curb, other than being fifteen minutes late, exactly as they planned. It hadn't been hard convincing him to participate in some role playing. Not when she described the outfit. He balked when she explained how authentic it had to be. He would pick her up on the corner, he'd have real cash, he'd take her to a motel. He agreed when she mentioned that he'd tell her just what he wanted and there was nothing that couldn't be bought with enough cash.

"Hey baby, you lookin' for a date?" the woman in the yellow dress asked arriving at Charles car first. She hoped he'd say yes, but he looked past the yellow dress to her. Her competition stepped aside, sparing no attitude.

"Hi honey. You lookin' for a good time?" she asked him.

"Oh, yes I am. How much?" Charles was playing his role perfectly.

"Why don't we discuss that somewhere else." she suggested sliding into Charles's mom's Volvo. "Honey, I don't do Volvos. We'll need a room. And if you're worried about price I should get out now."

"No, no, no. I'm not worried. I can handle it." She turned toward him, and showed herself off with arched back and pouty lips, bedroom eyes and a hand on his thigh as he made his way to a motel. He'd been too authentic. He pulled into a flea bag called the Ocean Side. The nearest ocean was a good six hours away.

Charles pulled out the motel key, and she took it from him. She led way, opening the door, and walking through it with no regard for whether or not he was joining her. He followed and after getting the door locked he turned and made to pounce.

"Whoa! We need to settle up the money first. What can I do for you baby. You want me to suck your cock for starters? Or maybe a strip tease first? And then I'll bend over for you and let you fuck me baby. You want that?"

"Yes I do. I most certainly do." Charlie was chomping at the bit. She could see his cock pressing against his slacks. If he didn't have much else, he did have a great cock. Size wasn't the only thing that mattered, hell she'd gotten off plenty of times with no cock present, but a large cock was a wonderful thing.

"I'll suck your cock for two hundred bucks, condom on. You can fuck me for three hundred more, and if you want to slide it into my tight little ass add another two hundred to that."

"Well come on now, let's negotiate." He played, figuring the money was just part of the fantasy. After all it came from their shared account, which was in his name. It would go back there tomorrow, or it would be spent on the groceries and bills.

She made for the door. "Goodnight."

"No, no, no, baby, I'm just kidding. Here, look, here's the money. Here's a hundred extra to pretend that you like it. I'll add another hundred if you actually do.

She put the money in her purse. She put the purse by the door. She turned and as Charles made to wrap his arms around her, his mouth making its way to hers, she grabbed his wrists. Moving Charles backwards, she pinned his wrists against the wall. She squirmed in her outfit, showing off her hips, her tits, her shoulders, her cock sucking red lips.

Charles didn't fight as his hands were placed behind his head. She pushed her body against him and slid to her knees, letting her breast press against his chest, his belly, his hips. His cock was fully hard and she bit it gently through his pants. She breathed through the fabric warming him. He cooed as she did so and his hips pushed forward. Amazingly, he kept his hands where she'd put them. She opened his fly and she took out his cock.

"No. You gotta be kidding." he whined as she rolled the purple condom onto his cock. "We don't use condoms."

"Maybe you don't, Sir, but I do, no matter how much you're paying. I don't do bareback." Grabbing his balls and putting her mouth inches from his cock had him in no mood for fighting.

She sucked his cock, and was surprised herself how well she did so through the latex. She was glad that it did not taste good. She liked tasting Charles' bare cock, a taste she was well familiar with. She was not here tonight to enjoy herself.

Charles was having the time of his life. She licked his shaft, bit him gently, and kept her head tilted up so he could see her tongue, her teeth, her lips. She knew that watching was half the fun and she gave him a show. She pressed his cock against her cheek as she kissed and flicked her tongue over his taut balls.

She had him on the edge of coming in minutes. Grabbing his cock and squeezing she stood to her feet. She looked him in the eye, her height matching his with the assistance of her high heels.

"You want to fuck me now, baby?" she asked, over enunciating every word, showing off her lips and her teeth; the same lips that had just been wrapped around his cock, the same teeth that had just nibbled at its head. She brought her tongue into the act teasing it across her top lip. No room or need for subtlety, she acted every bit the whore. What caught her off guard was how wet she was. She was enjoying the fantasy, perhaps as much as Charles.

Turning suddenly, she walked through the small room as one would walk a catwalk. She grabbed a chair and whipped it around. Lifting her skirt, she pushed her panties down over her ass, slowly, revealing her round cheeks and then her trimmed plum pussy. She left her panties at mid thigh, bent over the back of the chair and gripped the seat. She looked over her shoulder at Charles. "Fuck me baby. Fuck me hard."

Charles would oblige. He stepped up behind her. He noticed the lube she'd placed nearby on the desk and he stroked himself with it several times before sliding into her. Charles was a good lover. He usually fucked her slowly and gently to start. Now, he slid his cock all the way in, and he fucked her hard as requested. She tightened her grip on the chair seat and found that here, in this setting, nothing could be hotter than having his cock slammed into her again and again, filling her up, his balls slapping against her clit.

She kept her legs straight, her back arched and she whipped her head about. It was an act, but it was not a difficult one to pull off. She gasped, a few fake gasps, followed by a few sincere ones. His hand held tight to her hips as he continued to slide his cock in and out of her furiously. The more she overacted for him the more she believed her act. She was screaming "Fuck me baby. Oh yeah, fuck me hard. Don't stop." She was going to come. She could feel that he was too.

"Baby, you want to fuck my ass. You want to slide that big cock into my ass?" She asked him. She knew that if she invited him, he would want to do so. Just asking was hot and she was sure that for Charles or any man being asked would be twice as hot.

"Oh yeah!" He practically shouted between breaths.

She pushed him backwards and shivered as his cock slid out of her. She walked to the bed and took her position on it, on her hands and knees. Not her favorite position for anal sex, but definitely his. He got behind her, and he was gentle now, gentle enough.

Charles did something he'd never done before. He licked her asshole. He ran his tongue in circles, pressing lightly at first and then pushing his tongue just inside her ass. He bit at her ass cheeks and he kissed her now positively tingling hole as she squirmed.

He applied a generous amount of lube to himself and to her. He ran his finger around her asshole, pushing, until she opened and his finger slid inside. He fingered her ass slowly, feeling her relax into it. He pressed his cock to her asshole, firmly but patiently. She pushed back against him and felt his cock enter her ass. It hurt, a little, and she bit her lip. She pushed back more, letting him know it was okay to continue. He grabbed her hips and he inched his way in. He was halfway in when he slid slowly back out. She felt her self opening up more and more. He slid back in a little further now. He slid out again and with each thrust in he entered her deeper. By the time he slid his cock all the way in, she was having a long rolling orgasm.

He could see her coming; feel the grip of her ass around his cock tightening. He was pressed against her ass cheeks with his cock all the way inside her.

She wanted him to come. "Come on baby. Fuck my ass. Come in my ass baby. My tight asshole's wrapped around your cock baby. Give me it." He came, harder than she'd ever felt him cum. He came loudly, which was unusual for Charles. She continued coming herself, pushed on by his orgasm.

Charles lay on top of her for about thirty long silent seconds before rolling over onto his back. "Damn, baby, that was amazing."

She basked in the glow of a wonderful orgasm and felt the aftershocks. Then she remembered why she was here, who she was tonight. She pulled her panties from where they were resting around her ankles and she lowered her skirt.

"Glad you enjoyed it baby." and she grabbed her purse on her way out the door.

*

Chapter 3

The two women sipped their drinks, one beer, one pear cider, and watched the sidewalk traffic.

"Mom, are you ogling that man on the skateboard?" she asked.

"He has his shirt off, he's inviting ogling." her mother answered coolly, taking another sip from the pint glass.

$700 wasn't enough for a weekend on the Riviera, but it was certainly enough to treat her and her mother to day of pampering; breakfast complete with mimosas, a trip to the spa for steam and massage, a nice cafe lunch followed by an afternoon sipping drinks and people watching. Later that night they'd go to a movie and eat too much overpriced, over buttered popcorn.

She'd been staying with her mom for the last two weeks and if felt nice to treat her to such a luxurious day. Mom was always there for her, without judgment providing her a place to stay during the off periods of several on again off again relationships. And there was no judgment when she went back to the relationship that had sent her to once again sleep in her childhood bedroom.

Usually Charles would decide he was ready to have her back and so he'd start visiting, visits that would grow in frequency and length until she was practically living with him again, but on her mother's dime. She'd return home. Never did Charles offer an apology or even a suggestion that they talk, work things out. She tolerated it, and her mother knew no better, and so tolerated it along with her.

This time Charles had not come around. She hung onto the money, not sure what she'd do if he showed up, but afraid to spend it. She'd been right in her original thoughts of course. He wasn't showing up.

She visited with old friends again. She had great, wonderfully casual sex with an old lover. And quicker than she expected she stopped looking over her shoulder. She started enjoying her days without worrying about how she'd answer when he asked how her day went. She didn't fully understand her own methods but it was clear she'd done it. She'd made a clean break.

A Christmas Treat

2009-06-20T01:00:00.000-07:00

For Christmas my wife took me to a secluded cabin. She had a special present for me. This is what happened at the cabin. I hope you all enjoy.

The snow is gently falling outside. We can see the blinking of the brightly colored lights reflecting on the snowflakes as they fall. We are drinking wine in front of a roaring fire. The room is a little too warm but it feels nice after being out in the snow.

The only light in the room comes from the Christmas tree. Helen's pink skin looks beautiful in the twinkling light. Helen's eyes shine and Helen's white teeth flash. Helen hands me a small beautifully wrapped present. "I hope you like this honey. I think you will", Helen says with a smile.

I lean over and kiss Helen on the lips. I so enjoy kissing Helen's soft full lips. Helen also taste very good.

"Open it now honey." Helen says.

I quickly unwrap and open the box. I have no idea what could be inside. I take the lid off and find a small bottle of clear liquid. The label says "sex drops." I smile broadly when I read the fine print and it says it is a bottle of lubrication.

"Oh my goodness. Thank you honey." I say.

Helen smile sweetly at me and I kiss Helen again this time pushing my tongue into Helen's mouth. Just our mouths are touching and Helen sucks gently on my offering. Next it is Helen's turn to push her tongue into my mouth. Helen can taste the wine and me. Helen's tongue flicks and explores inside my mouth.

I take Helen's hand and say "Come over here with me sweetheart."

I grab one of the blankets from the couch and spread it out just in front of the tree. We sit down on the blanket with our legs going in the opposite directions and our bodies facing each other. I tip Helen's wine glass to Helen's lips and Helen takes a sip. We kiss again. I kiss Helen's neck and then reach to pull Helen's sweater off over Helen's head.

Helen noticed my grin and say "Didn't know I was not wearing a bra did you?" Helen giggles.

I push Helen back on the blanket and kiss my way down toward Helen's big wonderful soft breasts. I stop before I get to Helen's left orb and reach for a wine glass. I dip my fingers in the glass to cover my fingers with the sweet wine and rub it over Helen's breast especially coating the large swollen sensitive nipple. I spread wine all over the surface and Helen's nipple responds to my touch by hardening. I then lean down to kiss and lick Helen's wine covered breast. It feels and tastes just wonderful. I love the size and shape.

I repeat myself on Helen's other sexy orb. I lick and flick Helen's nipple with my tongue and gently bite Helen's breasts as I do. I suck as much as I can into my mouth. I kiss them and play with them in my mouth until they are covered with my saliva and my kisses. When I leave Helen's chest Helen can feel the cool evaportation of the wetness left by my mouth.

I set my glass on the floor and kiss my way down to Helen's sexy black skirt. Helen had a pair of sweat pants over Helen's skirt while we walked down the snowy trail to the cabin but I convinced Helen to wear a short skirt underneath. Helen is very obedient. I run my hands over Helen's thighs and up to Helen's pussy. A huge grin develops on my face as I caress the slippery wet space between Helen's legs.

"Didn't know I wasn't wearing any panties did you?" Helen says with a sexy giggle.

I laugh and lift Helen's skirt up to have a look. Helen look ssexy lying there in a skirt and no panties. I love the look of Helen's sexy pussy with the small tuft of dark fur. I slip my hands between Helen's soft thighs and spread them apart. I need room to work. I again coat my fingers with wine and slip my wet fingers down to Helen's soft labia and open them up. I rub and fondle them coating them with wine in the process.

I reach back to the glass and recoat my fingers to caress Helen's clitoris. I pull Helen's skirt up around Helen's waist and lean down for a sexy taste of wine all mixed up with Helen's wonderful womanly flavours.

As I do Helen reach for the buckle on my belt. I feel Helen release it and then work on the button of my pants. It is really a turn on to have a woman opening your pants to release your penis. Finally Helen have my dick free and Helen pulls my pants and boxers down. I kick them away.

Helen dips her fingers in her wine and coat the sensitive head of my penis. It is cold. I feel Helen's talented mouth cover the head of my dick. There is nothing quite as nice as the feel of a warm wet mouth sucking on your prick.

I again push my fingers into my wine glass and wet my fingers with the sweet alcoholic liquid. I rub it over Helen's pussy lips and then lean down to lick Helen with my tongue. The smooth skin of Helen's labia and the inside of Helen's pussy taste and feel glorious to my mouth. At the same time I am licking Helen I can feel Helen's mouth working on my dick. The sensations are powerful and sensual at the same time.

I stop to fuck my cock in and out of Helen's mouth a little as I use my finger to rub up and down the sides of Helen's clitoris. I kind of trap it between my fingers as I stroke up and down. I feel Helen's tongue flick at the sensitive area under the tip of my penis as Helen's hand gently squeezes my balls. I push my middle finger inside of Helen and lean down to lick Helen's clit as I work my finger in and out of Helen. I feel Helen's mouth pop off of my dick.

We can smell the sweet fragrance of the tree and see the brightly coloured lights as we lick and taste each other there on the floor below the tree. Helen rubs my cock over her face and smiles as she enjoys the sensations of my mouth on her pubic area. I stop kissing Helen for a moment and pull away from Helen's mouth. I lie down on the floor and urge Helen to get up on my face so Helen is looking away from my feet so Helen's knees are on both sides of my head.

Of course Helen does this because she loves to feel me licking her in this position. Helen likes to grind herself against me. She sits up on me and enjoys my work. I lick Helen's pussy but then I lick down beyond Helen's pussy toward Helen's anus. Helen feels me urge her to lean back and rest her hands on my legs presenting her sensitive bottom to my mouth. I lick all around the center feeling the sensitive skin with my tongue.

It tastes clean like soap because Helen knew I wanted to do this and took a shower before coming over. She carefully washed her bottom even using a douche to prepare yourself for me. Helen knew I wanted to have her ass for Christmas and Helen planned on giving it to me as a special present.

I lift up Helen's bottom for better access and push my tongue up inside of Helen's anus. It is tight and slippery inside. Helen push down against me so I can force my turgid tongue up inside to fuck Helen with it just a little. I can't get it far up inside but I hear Helen moan none the less. Helen reaches down with one hand to rub her clit while I use my tongue to fuck her in the ass.

My cock has remained hard during this activity and Helen knows what I want for Christmas so she pulled herself away from my face. Helen got on her hands and knees before the glittering tree and put her head down on the blanket. Helen get back up on her hands and knees and turn to look at me.

Helen smiled and said "I hope you like your present dear. Merry Christmas."

Helen put her head back down on the blanket and spread her legs a little. I lean down to lick Helen one more time. I then push my index finger just a little way inside of Helen's ass and my middle finger into Helen's pussy. It feels so tight that I am not at all sure I will be able to force the thick head of my cock inside but I am sure willing to try if Helen is. I push my finger deeper and it slips pass the muscles and inside. I gently fuck both fingers in and out. It feels so gooood to do this to Helen. I am very turned on and hard as a rock.

"Time to put that Christmas gift I just gave you to good use." I hear Helen say.

I reach to pick up the small bottle and open it. I pour a little directly on Helen's anal opening and then coat my finger. I push my finger inside of Helen and rub it all over in the tight slippery space. I work it in and out until it moves easily.

"Try two fingers." Helen moans as she reaches under her legs to rub her pussy and clit.

I coat my index and middle finger and work them inside of Helen's tight ass. It is difficult at first and Helen squirms a little as I work but soon I have both fingers inside. Helen stretches open for me and finally I am able to fuck them both easily in and out of Helen.

"Oh Baby I want to fuck you so bad." I urgently cry.

"Take me. Please take me. I am yours." Helen replies.

I coat my hard cock with my present and rub it with my hand up and down so I am very slippery. I add another drop to Helen's pink tight anal opening. I rub the head of my dick all over Helen's anus and then push it slowly inside. At first it only dents in but after a moment I manage to work the whole head inside. I stop for a moment and enjoy my first anal penetration. It is impossibly tight but also wonderful. I pull out and again cover my penis with the clear slippery fluid.

Helen rubs her clit and says "Push it in dear. It hurts a little at first but that only adds to the pleasure."

I grasp the shaft of my prick and center it on Helen's now very slippery opening. I push forward and the head slips inside. I hold still and Helen rock back easing me inside of Helen's ass. Finally my pubic hair crushes against Helen's soft round bottom and I am all the way inside of Helen. I caress Helen's round lovely bottom with my hands. It feels exciting and wonderful at the same time. Helen begins to move her body forward then back causing my cock to go in and out of her. I watch with rapt fascination as I disappear deep inside of Helen. Helen are very tight but wonderful nonetheless.

"This is the best present ever," I cry as I begin to move in and out. I grasp Helen's hips and ride Helen from the back enjoying every moment I am inside of Helen. After a little while Helen reaches behind her and pushes me out of her anus. It feels good as it slips out.

"I have one more present for you." Helen says as she push me to my back.

I lie down below the tree with my hard cock pointing toward the ceiling wondering what will come next when Helen straddles my cock and reach below to grasp it with her hand. Helen centers her anus over my cock and slowly settle down until I am deep inside of Helen. Helen sit sback pushing me as deep as possible into her ass.

"My God. Thank you Helen." is all I can say.

"Stay still honey. I am going to do all the work to make you explode deep inside of my ass."

Helen begins to slowly work her self up and down on my erection. She balances herself with one hand and rubs her clit with the other. Helen is planning on cuming with me deep inside of her. I marvel at the sight of my erection moving deep into Helen's anus. It feels impossibly tight but oh sooooo good. I contemplate how lucky a man I am to have found Helen. Helen begins to move a little faster up and down stroking me with Helen's tight tunnel. Soon, too soon I feel the approach of my orgasm.

"Oh Baby, Oh Baby. I am going to explode." I cry out.

Helen rubs her clit in tiny quick circles and say "Please Sweetheart cum deep inside of my ass."

Helen's breathing rate increases. I uncontrollably arch up toward Helen as she instinctively sits down and I spurt white slippery cum far up into Helen's ass. I feel Helen's own contractions on my cock as Helen cums right along with me. Helen's explosions milk sperm out of me as I release two more strong spurts of semen and a couple weaker ones as far as I can push inside of Helen.

Helen cries and contracts over and over. With the last of Helen's powerful spasms Helen slips off of my cock. This intensifies Helen's orgasm and makes it last just a little bit longer. A last small amount of semen oozes out of the slit in the head of my dick and flows down over the shaft. I am coated with lubrication and semen and my cock glistens in the light of the tree.

Helen falls down on top of me and kisses me. I love the feel of Helen's naked body on top of me. My cock finally slips out of Helen's tight ass and a little of my white offering dribbles out of Helen's sweet little butt. It feels wonderful and Helen look so romantic by the light of the tree. I grab a nearby blanket and throw it over our bodies and we fall asleep together for a nice nap.

A Christmas Story

2009-06-19T01:00:00.000-07:00

The moon outside is full, and the reflection off the snow is illuminating. The sky is clear, and all the stars are bright and visible. The soft breeze, cool and crisp. You are poking at the fire, and the only light in the room, is the reflection of the moon through the large window, the soft glow of the fire and the twinkle of the lights on the tree. You have already removed your shirt and thrown it on the back of the couch. Your chest glistening from the heat of the fire. There are blankets and pillows laid out between the tree and the fire, and on the table, an open bottle of wine, and two glasses.

I come up behind you, and wrap my arms around your waist. I lean over and whisper in your ear "Merry Christmas Baby," and then proceed to kiss the back of your neck and your shoulders. You grin with pleasure, you straighten up. hang your tool back up, and then slowly turn around.

You place your finger under my chin and pull my face closer to yours, and our lips meet in a soft warm kiss. My arms still wrapped around your waist, and your hands running up and down my back, experiencing the feel of the open lace against my skin. My tongue darts out and runs slowly along the inside of your lips, and I hear a soft moan. I trail my tongue over to your ear lobe, and gently down your neck. Nuzzling my face up against the junction of your neck and shoulder.

Our embrace tightens, and we get lost for a few moments in the warmth and passion of it. Your hands move off to my shoulders, and you push me away gently.

"I have a surprise for you," And you grin. You take my hand and lead me over to the blankets. "Sit right here, and I will be right back."

I sit on the floor, and wait in anticipation. A few minutes later you reenter the room, wearing a cottony, white fluffy beard, and a big red bow on your fully erect manhood. Grinning from ear to ear you shout out "Merry Christmas HOHOHO!!" I start laughing and fall over sideways.

"Oh Steven, I love it," I say in between giggles.

You start to walk slowly towards me, still grinning, and I notice you also have a large black bag over your shoulder. The laughter subsides, and I get up on my knees.

"hhhhhhmmmmm," I say, "Can I open my present now Santa?"

I look up at you with wide eyes, and lick my lips. Running the tip of my finger over the bright ribbon. You stand there with your legs slightly spread just grinning and you nod. I run my nails softly up your erection to the head, and flick my tongue just over the tip. Pressing my palm against the underside, my fingertips finally reach your balls, and I slowly wrap my fingers around them. Still flicking my tongue barely over the tip. Then around the head.

You drop the bag behind you, and I hear a soft moan, and feel your hands embrace my head, as your entwine your fingers in my hair. I run my tongue up and down the underside of your cock, sometimes up and down from the ribbon to the head, and sometimes around each side. My fingers delicately massaging your balls.

As I make my way back to the head, I wrap my lips gently around you, and swirl my tongue around and around the head. My teeth gently scrapping over the ridge. Another moan, and your hands tighten gently. My lips work their way down the shaft, and back up, flicking my tongue around as I go. I begin to remove the ribbon with my teeth, very very slow, and your hips thrust forward gently. The ribbon falls softly to the floor, and I engulf you with one stroke.

"Yes" you cry, and press your hips against my face.

I slowly run my lips back up to the head, and you moan again, and then quickly to the base, loving the feel of your massive cock as it beats against the back of my throat, and then slips further down.

Your hands clench my hair and you pull me forward as your hips thrust toward me. Again very very slowly back to the head, and quickly all the way down. Your hips thrusting back and forth, your grip tightening. My fingers still massaging your balls, and the other hand clenching your ass, my tongue and lips relishing your taste. I feel your body begin to stiffen, and you cry out.

I continue to fuck you with my throat, your cries increasing, and becoming intense. "Oh God, Shannon, yes baby yes," Feeling you explode down my throat, I slow my pace, and lick up every last drop. "Oh baby" you cry, and fall to your knees. I lick my lips, and grin.

"Thank you Santa" We both laugh. I crawl over to the table and pour the wine. The red lace chemise, has ridden up to my waist and you have a perfect view of my dripping pussy. I offer you the glass of wine, and you drink, trying to catch your breath. "What a wonderful way to spend Christmas Eve"

After a few minutes, you set your glass down, and then take mine from me. "I'm not through yet my love, we are going to watch the sun come up this morning" you say softly.

You lean forward and your lips meet mine, our tongues dancing back and forth, the passion mounting again. The beard tickles, and I uncontrollably start to giggle again. I feel myself going back down to the floor, your lips following mine until I'm lying down.

Your tongue trails to my ear, and then down my neck. The beard tickles, and I squirm from the sensation. You trail your way over my shoulder and down to my breast. My nipples hard and poking through the lace. You wrap your lips around one of them, and gently start to suck. My back arches slightly, and a soft moan escapes my lips. You start to nibble gently with your teeth still sucking, the nipple becoming harder. I place my hands on your head, and start to run my fingers through your hair.

Then you raise up slightly. "I believe in equal treatment" and I giggle again as you attack the other helpless, yearning nipple. My back arching up against you pressing gently to your face. The beard tickles, but the sensation is becoming eroticly intense. You slowly work your way down my stomach, running your tongue over the open lace. I feel the beard brush against my swollen clit, and then down over my thigh.

I spread my legs and raise my knees up. You tongue darting over my inner thighs, and then barely over my lips. You take your fingers and spread my lips, and flick your tongue up and down between my clit and my pussy. My moans getting louder, and my hips pushing up against your face. You run your tongue around my clip, and my hips jerk.

"Oh that feels so good," I moan.

You raise up and pull away. "Oh no!!!!!" You grin at me again, and reach over for your bag.

My fingers move down my stomach and softly over my clit, wondering what you are up to. You pull a vibe out of the bag, and sitting between my legs run in up and down, over my wet pussy, only teasing me, my hips thrust up, but you won't enter me. You take another vibe out of the bag, and I spread my lips for you. You start to run that vibe around and over my clit. My head pressed back against a pillow, my moans deep, and my hips thrusting toward you. You finally enter my pussy only an inch and then pull back out, I moan in disappointment.

You continue to tease me, until there is a large puddle underneath me. My juices flowing down my ass, and covering my inner thighs. "Oh Steven."

You finally very very slowly start to fuck me, entering only an inch at a time, my hips thrusting up to meet you, wanting more. Your pace is very slow and calculated. My moans getting louder and more intense. My body starts to shiver, and you pull the vibe away from my clit, and pull the one out of my pussy. "Oh NO!!!!!!"

You take the dildo that you had inside me and slowly run it up my stomach, it is dripping wet with my juices. I look down and see you coming towards my face with it, it reaches my lips and I open my mouth eagerly.flicking my tongue out, trying to lap up all the dripping juices from it.

As I start to suck on the dildo, I feel the head of your cock between my pussy lips, and thrust my hips upward again in acceptance. You push my legs up to where my knees are against my shoulders, and you lean forward to hold them there. Very softly you enter me, but I am anxious, and I keep trying to take you deeper. Still holding the dildo to my face and sucking it down my throat. Your pace quickens, and before long you are buried deep within me.

My hips meeting your every thrust. Moans escaping my throat around the dildo. Just as my body starts to shiver again, you stop, deep inside me, and just stay there, watching me, seeing the disappointment on my face, and knowing full well that you are driving my out of my mind. You start to pull out of me very slow. I pull the dildo out of my mouth and scream out "NO Steven, please don't stop baby, please don't stop".

You laugh softly. My body is trembling, and skin glistening from the heat we are generating, nipples rock hard. I reach down between my legs and guide your hard dripping wet cock toward my ass. I feel you enter me with just the head. And again I thrust my hips up.

"Yes baby Yes."

I take the other vibe and start to rub it around my clit again. Feeling you slowly work yourself into me. My hips moving faster, wanting all of you. My juices flowing in streams. You can feel it dripping down over your balls, and down the inside of your thighs.

"Oh God" I cry out, "YYYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSS"

"Oh yes Shannon' cum for me sweetie, cum all over me" With that my body stiffens, and I scream out again. Juices spraying out of me, covering your chest your stomach.

You pound harder, the thrusts getting faster and more intense. My body trembling as I cum over and over and over. Screaming out.

With one last thrust, you explode, and scream out "Oh YYYYYYYEEEEEESSSSS. YYYYYEEEEEESSSSSS!!"

Our pelvis's unite and become one. I squirm with delight, and your thrusts slow down. You finally pull out of me, and I sit up licking your chest of the drops of my nectar that cover it. You hold my head against your chest, and moan deep in your throat. I lick and nibble all over your chest and stomach until you are clean. We both fall back against the pillows. Spent. Our breathing finally returning to normal.

I look up, and out the window, and I start to giggle. "You were right. Look."

You roll over slightly and look out the window. The sunrise is magnificent, the sky taking on hues of peach and pink. And it has started to snow again. We lay there forever, just watching the snow, and the changing colors of the sky, and the embrace is soft and warm.

"Merry Christmas My love."

"Merry Christmas."

A Chance For Pleasure

2009-06-18T01:00:00.000-07:00

It would be fair to say that I live an ordinary life. As a thirty-something consultant I earn decent money, have a wife and children and don't break any laws. My work is varied and interesting but I find myself wishing I could experience something different. My wife and I have good friends and I believe we provide a good base for our young family. We are a good team and there is a familiarity between us that borders more on companionship than lust.

Last Friday I had taken my car in to be serviced at the garage where I bought it which happens to be in the next city to my home. Having dropped the car off in the morning I left the showroom to catch a tram into the city centre where I was to spend the morning working at a client's office. The service assistant at the garage told me they would call my mobile when the car was ready (which would probably be late afternoon).

I'm not used to public transport but these trams are clean, fast, and regular but sadly, under used. I shouldn't get on any eco-warrior soapbox though as every workday I drive to work (alone like most drivers) when, if I really tried, I could take the train. It's only on rare occasions that I use the tram but each time I do the same things happen such as I forget the price of my ticket, or I look at attractive women and imagine them naked. Anyone who says they've never done the latter is lying.

I have an active imagination but that is as far as it goes. I never initiate conversations with my fellow travellers instead I carry my own space around with me and keep it that way. When I started my career I used public transport a lot and would attract female attention. I loved this and the thrill of making eye contact with an attractive fellow traveller was a real buzz.

Years of contented living have added a few pounds to my frame and I now wear glasses. These days I don't spend hours grooming myself as I don't set out to attract anybody. It isn't a priority for me and I hate rejection.

Before I knew it the tram was gliding into the city centre where I got off and headed to my clients with my umbrella, laptop bag on my shoulder and energy to face the work ahead. I had expected to be at the clients until at least after lunch but due to staff illness could only complete half my scheduled work. I got away nice and early.

I grabbed a sandwich and wandered slowly to the tram stop. My plan was to catch the tram to the massive out of town shopping mall that was the last stop on the line and only a walk away from the garage where my car was being serviced.

On the return tram journey I had a double seat to myself and a facing, single seat dead opposite. I dropped my laptop case onto the seat next to me, loosened my tie and looked out of the window as the city sped by. I tuned into a conversation that an elderly couple were having across the aisle with the conductor who checked my ticket and gave an accepting grunt. I looked back out of the window.

After what seemed like a few hours of daydreaming (but was actually minutes) I turned to see a woman sat in the single seat opposite me. She was fumbling with her purse as the conductor broke off from his conversation to take her fare. I didn't really take a good look at her as she politely bought a return ticket to the shopping mall asking for it in a very clear, polished, Welsh accent. The sound of her voice caught my attention.

I glimpsed across at her and took in a woman whose age, after some deliberation I put at 40ish. Her face was young looking with a hint of make up. She wore glasses, the frames were classy and the more I looked at her the more they made her face have a dull appeal. Her short black hair also seemed to complement her complexion... I actually found myself starting to appraise her and I felt a need to keep casting my eyes over her again and again. Her body had no outstanding features - her jacket and sweater covered a small pair of breasts (compared to my wife's) - I'd guess her size at 36B. The rest of her body was hard to imagine as she wore a brown pair of slacks, the top of which were obscured by her sweater and jacket.

For the remainder of the journey I found myself looking at her and made eye contact once or twice. My lazy expression didn't give anything away though.

I still hadn't got to the stage of seeing her naked as my gaze kept resting on her face. There was a little paunchiness under her chin but still there was something about her face... What was she? I could see no wedding ring - so not a bored housewife. Was she a school teacher? No, this was term time. Hmmm A university lecturer perhaps? That would make sense and she appeared to recognise the university logo on my fleece top. All these thoughts stopped as the tram pulled up at the mall for everyone to get off. I found myself walking to the exit just behind my mystery woman and I brushed lightly against her. There was definitely a charge of something between us but she acknowledged nothing.

From the platform she pulled away from me walking towards the main staircase. I now got to see her from behind. She definitely started to appeal to me, her trousers showed off her arse quite well. Here was a woman who did know how to present herself.

The picture was now clear in my mind small tits, big bum and some magic enchanting spell. Was it her fragrance? My eyes were fixed on her arse. With very little effort I could picture that arse, naked and pounding back onto my stomach in a dream where I was fucking her doggy style, listening to her panting with pleasure.

Part of me was pleased that I wasn't dead from the waist down & the rest thought what the hell am I going to do about it anyway? A woman with a pushchair stepped in front of me and I became separated from my view of the lady with the highly appealing arse. With the object of my arse pounding fantasy gone it was time to re-enter the real world. The usual pattern of fantasy staying as fantasy hadn't been broken.

I left the tram terminus with a view to loafing round the book and computer stores in the mall until either the garage rang to tell me my car was ready, or I got sick of hanging around and walked to the garage anyway, to camp out until late afternoon. I left the stairs to join the glass walkway into the mall. To my left, on the wheelchair ramp, and slightly ahead of me appeared the lady with the arse.

"You should have followed me." She said, smiling. "The ramp is quicker than the stairs."

I took in the sound of her voice and instinctively laughed, "You're right. I've been coming here for years and always done the same thing." I hesitated, "Is this your first time?" I spluttered out as we carried on walking.

"I haven't been here for some years" she replied. "Has it changed much?"

"Not really. The coffee's getting more expensive and harder to order especially if you want a medium choccamoccalocca grande." My poor attempt at humour made her laugh. She was definitely older than me but getting more appealing by the minute. I had now crossed a line. How far could this go?

I followed up behind her as she walked on weaving through a throng of people coming the other way. Again all I could see was the back of this woman and in my mind an even more perfect fantasy of her bent forward with her hands against a wall, tits swaying slightly, screwing back hard onto my cock and screaming for me to fuck her harder. I was definitely aroused, excited and disappointed that our conversation had stopped flowing.

Not wanting my target to get away this time I kept up with her. As we passed through the crowd of people she slowed down, turned her head and then smiled as we walked the last few yards into the first department store at the entrance to the mall.

"What are you doing here today? Shopping for something particular?" She asked.

"No I have a few hours to kill waiting to pick up my car from a garage. I've finished work and the garage is not far from here." I replied smiling and looking directly into her green eyes (the same colour as my own).

"Aah do you work at the University then?" Her eyes now were locked into mine. I was sure this was going to work. This was a real conversation that wouldn't be out of place between people more familiar with each other. I wasn't going to let this go. I had crossed the start line of a race to get this woman naked. Having not disclosed names or occupations to each other and being as this encounter was taking place in a safe, public area I decided to take some risks.

"No I studied at the University years ago. What do you do? Are you here on a day off?" I spluttered out. My heart was starting to speed up. This was definitely going somewhere. My eyes dropped to her tits. I wanted to see them. Did she notice? Yes I think she did. I felt my cheeks and ears get warm. She also coloured a little.

"What do you think I do? " A playful glint appeared in her eye. "I tell you what. If you can guess I will help you kill some time with a ChoccaMoccawhateveryoucalledit after I have done my shopping. I only came here to visit this place."

We were stood, facing each other at the beginning of the Ladieswear section of the Department store.

"I had you down as either a teacher or a lecturer" I replied trying to look like a 'little boy lost' by glancing down at the floor, then looking back up (taking in her tits) with sullen eyes.

Her smile widened, she'd seen where my eyes has wondered "OK then if you don't mind waiting I need to quickly look around in here and then I'll have to trust you to find a good coffee place."

"OK, do you know where to find what your are looking for? Am I going to be embarrassed when I end up following you into the lingerie department?" I let out a nervous laugh. She went bright red.

"I can't believe you just said that. This is a surreal conversation between two people... I don't even know you... I'm Janine by the way." She was confident. I was now convinced she was on the same wavelength. This was getting very good.

A small silence followed. I pulled myself together and decided to go for it. I had never done anything like this in my life. In my wildest dreams I could never imagine I could be so aroused by the promise of an experience based upon such a chance encounter. I glanced around and in a low but firm and relaxed voice, gave her my pitch.

"I'll tell you my name if you agree to what I'm about to suggest. This sort of encounter doesn't exactly happen every day. It may never happen again in my life. Right now all I can think about is spending the remainder of this dark and rainy afternoon seeing you naked and pleasuring your body. Now I don't like coffee, this place is open until eight tonight so how about you and I go somewhere and indulge my fantasy?" I hesitated, "If you don't want to go through with this I swear I'll walk away and not bother you ever again. If you do we've got four and a half hours left before I pick up my car. If you say yes I'll tell you my name. What do you say?" I kept a serious look on my face.

I could feel my heart beating and see the shock in her eyes. She looked around. I could feel my arms trembling. I was actually quite amazed at my composure.

"The answer's yes - now tell me your name." She too was serious. Inside I was in a state of shock. I had crossed so many boundaries. The tension in the air had become sexual. To my relief Janine was open to the idea of an afternoon of a no strings, sexual adventure.

"David" I replied. "Pleased to meet you Janine. We should walk this way." I motioned towards the exit from the department store into the shopping mall. My mind raced as to where we could go and I remembered the Holiday Inn Express from my drive in that morning. Not far from the garage either. I wasn't thinking of my wife but which credit card I would use to pay for the room. The important thing was not giving Janine any reason to change her mind. I was about to become an adulterer and it felt damned good.

Without breaking into a sprint I steered Janine towards the main front exit of the mall. As we weaved through the other shoppers I lightly touched her shoulders giving her a re-assuring smile. The touch was electric. I suppose we were both stunned at what was happening. She spoke first.

"Hadn't we better get some... you know..."

We were stood outside a drugstore. I didn't know what she meant. Then the penny dropped - condoms.

"Shall I come in with you?" My mind was racing this was serious and I could still make a wrong move.

"No. I'll go. You wait here."

I watched Janine walk off to the area marked family planning. My thoughts returned to her arse. Was it me or was she swaying her hips now? I wanted so much to touch it, feel it and use it. Again I could picture her creamy arse and imagined holding onto her hips as I fucked it.

Janine picked up a pack of condoms. She looked for me but I stayed out of her eye line. I watched her pick up something else but I couldn't see what. I moved back towards the exit as she went to pay. How long would I have to wait until I was fucking her? I willed her to hurry up and pay so we could get into the hotel room. I was anxious that she'd change her mind. I couldn't believe I'd got this far.

Janine walked towards me clutching a small paper bag. As she had no bag of her own I took it and put in it my laptop bag. I tried to feel what else she had bought apart from the condoms. Her face said nothing as I purposefully let my hand touch her right breast as I closed my laptop bag. I saw her shudder and give a brief smile. I smiled back at her and without saying anymore we made for the exit of the mall walking very closely together but not touching. This increased the sexual tension.

Outside the mall we entered the dark lower level of the multi-story car park. It was cold and damp and I could hear the rain on the top level above. Again the not touching or speaking made the atmosphere more charged. I waited until there was no one around then touched her arse. She looked back and smiled. I had to say it.

"That feels just as good as it looks... you've got a gorgeous arse."

"Right now I feel like you've already undressed me with your eyes. My bum feels like it's on fire. You were staring at it before we even spoke." A wicked smile came onto her face.

We continued walking onto the main road leading to the hotel I put my umbrella up against the rain and I pulled her towards me. I then took the chance to kiss her fully on the mouth. I let my free hand circle her waist. I'd got a real hard-on by now and she felt it through my trousers.

"My My I'd forgotten what one of those felt like," she grinned.

"Same here" I replied quickly.

It was obvious that neither of us had had it in ages.

Given the traffic and waiting around at the last set of lights there was no more touching on the walk to the hotel. My hard-on was still at full strength as we entered the lobby. Janine waited by the door out of range of the desk.

I booked a room giving my name but the address and postcode of an associate I knew who lived miles away. As I used my company debit card I could pass this off as a consultancy expense especially if my wife found the bank statement.

I got the key to the room and with a remarkable coolness Janine joined me at the lift door. As there were only two floors in the place the lift journey was short and sweet. I stood behind Janine and let my breath hit the back of her neck. She shuddered and I though of what her nipples would be doing under that sweater which would soon be coming off.

Our room was pretty sweet, two double beds, a desk, two chairs and a footrest.

The bathroom light was on as I dropped my laptop bag onto the floor and started to get undressed. Now for the fun. Janine removed her jacket.

"What do you want me to do first?" Janine asked.

"We get naked and have a bath. Now get your knickers off" I was surprised at the tone in my voice. I set the bath running.

"Just my knickers? You really know how to charm a lady don't you?" came the cheeky reply.

I grabbed Janine and pulled her to me kissing her full on the mouth. Now my hands got busy. As I kissed her my hands slid onto her arse and started to kneed her butt cheeks. She moaned in to my mouth. I reached round to the front and unbuttoned her trousers pushing them down to her knees. Her knickers followed. The tightness of the knicker-elastic around her knees made her arse nice and firm.

My hands continued to wander over her gorgeous globes my index finger drifting into the crack of her arse. She wiggled and squirmed moaning more and more.

'Hmmm she likes this.' I thought.

I stood back from her and pulled her sweater over her head to reveal a small white bra holding her pert little rack. I pushed her back on to the bed, raised her knees up and pulled the shoes off her feet followed by her trousers and knickers. Whilst she struggled to undo her bra I ran my hands down her legs to her cunt and started to tease it with my fingers. She'd had a recent bikini wax. Overall a neat little pussy. She shuddered and her breathing got harder.

Janine was struggling with her bra so I turned her over. She was lying flat on the bed and after catching my breath at the sight of her naked arse I undid the back catch of her bra. She slid it over each of her arms and threw it onto the floor. I was pleasantly surprised to see her tits showing from the sides but my attention turned to that gorgeous arse.

I reached under her hips and pulled her up onto her knees. I gently raised her so that her nipples were just gently touching the bedspread. I reached under and cupped each of her tits. I let my groin rub the crack of her arse.

"God that's good, why are you still dressed?" She could feel the fabric of my clothes against that gorgeous wide arse. All I wanted to do was stick something up her arse as soon as possible but first her clit needed some attention. She was already a bit moist as my fingers teased her little clit making her moan.

"Yes! Yes!' I could hear the words being hissed into the bed covers. My cock was like a rod of iron. This woman was hot and begging for it. I decided to talk dirty.

"You love this don't you? You like me feeling your tits and groping your big gorgeous arse don't you?"

"Yes I do... touch me, play with me..."

I played with her clit and rubbed my thumb up and down her cunt.

"Do you like me playing with your cunt before I fuck you? You like men touching your cunt don't you?"

"Yes I'm dir.. Ahhh don't stop that's so bloody good." She was getting into the spirit of this

"What do you want me to do to you?"

Janine span round onto her arse, sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at me. Her glasses made her look like a naughty secretary as she sat completely nude on the edge of the bed facing me. The musky smell of her cunt reached my nose and I instinctively smiled down at her whilst rubbing her tits. They felt so firm and filled the palms of my hands. My hands were warmer than her firm, juicy titflesh. She shuddered. I pulled back slightly and rolled both of her erect nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

"I want you to take your clothes off. I want to see your cock." She demanded. "Keep talking dirty to me, tell me everything you're doing."

I had already unbuttoned my shirt so took that off and unzipped my fly. Her hands reached for my belt. Before I knew it my trousers were round my ankles. In one swift move Janine pulled my hands off her tits and reached down to undo my shoes. I got another amazing view of her arse. I reached over and pulled her arse cheeks apart blowing gently into her crack. Again I felt her breathing quicken and she moaned as I raised my feet in turn and kicked off my shoes and socks. She came back up so her head was in front of my shorts. She pulled them down to be confronted with my cock.

She looked up at me again as I stepped out of my shorts then took the end into her mouth.

I nearly came on the spot. My wife hadn't done that to me in years and although Janine was nervous I'm sure she'd done this before. I placed my hands on either side of her head and slowly joined in the backwards and forwards movement as my cock slid in and out of her mouth.

"Oh yeah that's it, suck my cock you gorgeous lady. Suck it."

My naughty secretary was doing a real number on me and this was what I'd been craving. Realising that the bath was almost full I decided on a strategy of shoot my load then have a bath with her. I couldn't decide whether to unload into her mouth or all over her face and tits. If I did it would be a big load and I would last longer the next time. I took threw my glasses onto the desk.

I grabbed hold of her head and started to increase the speed and depth of my thrusts into her mouth. I wanted my first blow to be special. An idea struck me.

"Hold on gorgeous" I pulled my cock out of her mouth leaving her a little dazed. I grabbed the footrest and pulled it towards us my cock flying around like a lance. Using her pert little tits I steered Janine off the end of the bed and sat her on the footrest so her arse was just hanging over the edge. She giggled.

"Take my cock back into your mouth and shuffle your arse so it's hanging over the edge."

"God this feels so dirty, are you going to come in my mouth?"

"I haven't decided yet I was wondering whether to paint a pretty pattern over your tits or arse. Whatever happens I'm not far off coming. Take me deep into your mouth."

She obliged her gorgeous face glowing as she closed her lips around my cock and made a real go of sliding it to the back of her throat. The view was breathtaking.

"That's it gorgeous. Suck my cock. Play with your gorgeous titties."

Her hands dropped to her tits and I watched as she massaged her little grapefruit sized tits. She started to pull quite hard on her nipples and I could feel a gorgeous vibration on my cock as she moaned with it in her mouth.

"Oh yes you gorgeous bitch suck my cock. Faster, yes. Take your hands and pull your arse cheeks apart."

I watched as she let go of her tits and placed a hand on each buttock. She gave a sexy wiggle and pulled each buttock apart. I reached down and pulled her forward using her nipples. This increased the stretch on her arse and I saw her pucker.

"Oh god yes I'm going to come .. here it comes... get ready AAHH Janine...'

Janine tensed up as my first spasm went into her mouth. She gagged so I pulled out of her mouth and lifted her up. Taking my cock in my left hand I rubbed her firm tits with my cock spraying a little cum over her neck and tits. As the spasms decreased I turned her round, bent her over the stool so her elbows were resting on it and rubbed my cock on her arse crack letting the last of the cum coat her arse.

"Oh god that was good. You're an amazing, sexy woman with a horny body." I gasped.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. I've never had cum in my mouth before."

She was rubbing my cum into her tits.

"I'll be washing that off soon, let's get in to the bath."

I turned off the taps and let some water out before we both squeezed into the bath. I had picked up the shower/gel and decided that it was Janine's turn to be pleasured. She took off her glasses, kissed me and then climbed into the bath with her back to me. I immediately began soaping her upper body and reached round under her arms to focus on her neck and tits. I washed my spent cock and then we both stood up. I turned her round towards me and started soaping her back moving slowly down to her arse. Her body felt amazing rubbing against mine working up a lather with the bath gel I had soaped her with. I kissed her fully on the mouth conscious of her heavy breathing and slow sensuous sliding movements. She was enjoying this.

"Now for your arse."

I soaped the jiggly globes and cautiously slipped a well-soaped finger in to her arse crack. With my free hand I applied soap directly in to her arse and felt her shudder at the cold. I worked my index finger in to her arse applying pressure and feeling it slide in. as this was a day for crossing boundaries I decided to go for it.

Janine's breathing quickened. My right hand was now at her front massaging her clit and occasionally slipping inside her. My left hand was squeezing her right buttock whilst my index finger slid in and out of her arse. Her resistance was lowered and she was moaning with pleasure. It felt like I was playing a world class cello.

Janine wriggled her body against my double invasion. Her breathing got ragged, she pulled her mouth from mine and held on to my neck, her body starting to tense up. I quickened my pace on her clit and had two fingers up her cunt. I had one finger up her arse and she was dancing on my hands, all the time grinding her little, soaped-up tits into my chest. I could fell her rock hard nipples brushing against my chest. She was loving this. I looked down to see her tits moving around. her areolae were hidden by soaps suds.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck yes this is so good. Oh yes fuck that feels sooo good.." she was gasping, her eyes shut tight soaking up the pleasure. Her excitement started to get me excited. I decided to risk another finger up her arse.

I slowly started to introduce another finger my hand digging into her deliciously soft buttock. No resistance. She started to cry out. This gorgeous sexy woman was enjoying my hands simulating every hole between her legs. Janine was more or less standing on the sides of the bath riding up and down like a pogo stick.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH fuck yes yes yes yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss that feels so good. Fuck me with your hands...."

Janine stopped shouting out, tensed up and let out a massive sigh. Her legs went limp and her full weight rested on my hands. My fingers were still nicely embedded in her arse and cunt.

She started to relax trying to free herself from my hands. I slowly and carefully released my fingers and kissed her full on her mouth as she tried to catch her breath. I turned her around put her hands against the bathroom wall and while still stood in the bath recovering, I rinsed her off with the shower head. She turned round to look at me her eyes half open and a little smile. I brought the shower head down to her arse and whilst enjoying the view rinsed her arse and pussy.

When she finally spoke it was a relaxed, contented voice.

"I've never come like that before. What you did to me was incredible. What did you do to my arse?."

I looked back at her as she towelled herself dry.

"Nothing compared to what I want to do to it." I replied with a semi serious face.

"What do you mean? You want to... fuck my arse?"

"Yes'

"OOh you naughty boy. I would never have had you down as wanting to stick your cock up my arse when I first saw you on the tram."

"Looks are deceiving I think both of us have experienced a lot so far and will go away from this a lot wiser still. I can't think of a better way to spend a wet Friday afternoon.'

"Oh I agree. You mentioned wiser still...?" A smile crept onto Janine's face.

"Ok then. We're both dry. How about we go back into the bedroom?"

Janine lay back on the bed, legs spread wide and I immediately dived onto her pussy. I spent the next ten minutes making her moan as my tongue danced over her clit and slid slowly in and out of her cunt. Occasionally I would let my tongue dance on to her pucker and slide up her arse. She loved this.

The more Janine moaned the more aroused I became. My cock was now hard and throbbing from earlier. She was pulling and twisting her nipples. I had been used to women with big, heavy tits. This afternoon had definitely improved my opinion on small-breasted women. Janine just lay on her back thrusting her hips up and muttering obscenities,

"Oh yes stick your tongue up my arse you dirty bastard, God I love that. I can't wait to feel you inside me."

She raised her knees and pulled my head away as she experienced a climax. She got up from the bed.

"One second, I almost forgot." Janine reached for my laptop bag and took out the drugstore bag. Bending over, she emptied the contents onto the bed. There was a pack of ribbed condoms and the other box I'd seen which contained a tube of KY Jelly. The little minx had really planned ahead!

I laughed, "KY eh? You knew I was going to fuck you up the arse didn't you?"

"Well I thought if you were able to get me to agree to sex that easily you must be adventurous. I thought it was time I finally got a good rogering up my arse. When I was at uni I stopped my boyfriend from doing it and I've always regretted that and wondered what having my arse fucked would be like. Besides I felt your eyes on my rear long before we spoke. It has been tingling ever since then. It's time to scratch my itch as much as it is yours."

I mulled over the fantasy in my mind. I wanted to start where we had left off before the bath. I wanted everything now before it was time to leave.

"David I'm all yours lets do this."

I pulled the foot stool over.

"Sit on this gorgeous. Like you did before with your arse hanging over the edge. That'll do for starters. Put your glasses on for me like before.'

Janine put on her glasses, they were all she was wearing and she looked spectacular. She took my cock in her hand and started to alternate between rubbing her tits and kissing the tip of it. All the time I had a gorgeous view of her arse and little hanging tits. Her arse had spread nicely on the footrest and I could her pucker nicely reddened from my earlier attentions.

I let her suck on my cock. The saliva making her nipples glisten as she rubbed each one. I applied some pressure to the back of her neck and pushed her down. I picked up the lube and squirted a large dollop into her arse crack. She jumped with the cold so I started to slide my fingers up and down warming the liquid up and occasionally slipping a finger into her tight arsehole. Each time I did I felt a response from her mouth vibrating nicely round my cock.

"Get up on to the bed on your hands and knees and stick your arse up in the air."

Janine slowly relinquished my cock from her mouth and did as she was told. The anticipation was building.

Her cheeks were flushed. She obediently stuck her sweet derriere up into the air accentuating the curve of her back. That arse was spectacular and ripe for fucking!

I toyed with her for a while just blowing on to her cunt and lightly touching her clit. Each time she pushed back trying to prolong my touching but I pulled away. I studied her arse letting her feel my breath on her pucker. Eventually it got to me so with the aid of the KY jelly I started to ease one and then two fingers in to her arse. She was incredibly tight and her breathing was getting deeper. She felt hot and tight inside. With my free hand I slapped each of the arse cheeks making her jump.

"That's it relax. Feel my fingers probing and filling your gorgeous arse. Use your hands to pull your arse open wider."

Janine's hands reached round onto her beautiful arse globes and with her fingers spread out and her painted nails in her arse crack she really pulled her arse wide open to reveal her puckered starfish. I eventually found myself with three fingers to the knuckle sliding in and out of her arse. Her breathing was laboured and I couldn't tell whether she was enjoying herself.

"David fuck me."

I pulled on a condom and slid my cock in to her pussy. Janine cried out and braced herself with her arms on the bed. My cock slid all the way in without any difficulty until I felt my balls touching her pussy. Her cunt muscles were clamping on my cock trying to hold me in place. She was loving this and starting to push back. With my cock deeply embedded in her pussy I jabbed my left thumb into her arsehole. Janine squealed at this, looked over her shoulder and smiled lewdly. Her little tits were hanging down with her hard nipples rubbing against the bed spread. Janine rotated her arse in a slow clockwise motion exposing my cock and then pushing back to take it all the way back in.

"Fuck me now. I want to feel your cock in my arse."

I slid out of her cunt, pulled off the condom and applied some KY to my cock rubbing it from tip to base.

"This is it gorgeous I'm going to fuck your arse."

Janine tensed again as my cock slid into her arse. After I eased my cock head in the pressure subsided. I slid all the way in and it felt incredible!

"Oh yes... my cock is right up your gorgeous, creamy, Welsh arse." I hissed, my head back and eyes closed.

Janine was moaning with a mix of pain and pleasure, her breathing was heavy and laboured. I couldn't see her face to read the expression but this felt good.

As soon as I could feel my balls on her cunt I stopped to savour the moment. It was truly amazing.

"Come on David fuck me! I'm your bitch!" She gasped between deep breaths.

I pulled out again and slid my cock all the way back in making her gorgeous arse cheeks jiggle with each stroke.

"Oh yes... that's good... keep going." Janine's teeth were clenched.

"Come on then bitch, let's make this more interesting." Whilst deeply embedded up her shit hole I put my arms around under her waist and picked her up off the bed to swing her round to face the wall. I positioned her standing in front of the mirror.

My cock was being squeezed as I positioned her exactly as I had fantasized on the train. I put her hands against the wall on either side of the mirror and reached under to grab her tits. I cradled them in my palms and massaged them with big round movements until eventually I was pulling the nipples quite hard to increase the bend in her waist.

"Uh yes, oh yes, fuck my arse, fuck... slam it in my arse... play with my tits..." Janine was now pushing back against my cock and I knew I was ready to blow my load. The view of her face and tits in the mirror was really getting to me.

With my hands mauling her little swaying tits I stroked three more times into her rectum. My stomach and balls were making a neat slapping sound against her nicely spread arse and pussy.

"Janeeeeeen I'm coming. I'm coming in your arse... right up your beautiful Welsh arse."

Janine pushed back extra hard as I came up her arse. My hands were now removed from her tits and raking her buttocks. I wanted to empty my balls in to this beautiful arse. I grabbed her buttocks and pulled her back harder. I kept moving in small strokes until I slid my cock out leaving her pucker red and open.

Janine just stood there, leaning against the mirror with her well-used bum still sticking back up in the air.

Eventually we curled up and lay on the bed, just recovering and staring, in silence at the ceiling. I know I wanted this sort of liaison to carry on as often as possible.

The silence was broken by the ring tone of my mobile telephone. My car was ready - it was 4:30pm and time to go.

"Typical bloke! You either roll over and go to sleep or run away." Janine joked.

We exchanged mobile numbers and we agreed to meet again soon.

A Butt Fantasy

2009-06-17T01:00:00.000-07:00

The village clock struck 4am as Tim and Sue arrived back at their holiday apartment on the Greek Island of Kalymnos. 'Gosh, I'm bushed' said Sue as she fumbled the key into the lock. 'Or drunk' laughed Tim, taking the key from her and opening the door with ease.

As they entered the darkened apartment, Sue asked 'What did you think of Pamela?'

Playing for time so he could think about his answer Tim said 'Hang on, let me just get some air in this room'. He crossed the bedroom to the patio windows and opened them wide, the slight breeze barely moved the heavy drapes and had no effect on the stifling temperature in the room. Tim and Sue had a very open relationship but Tim knew from experience that it is never wise to be too honest.

'I wanted to fuck the arse off her' he thought, 'I liked her, nice girl, cracking body' he said

' I thought you would' said Sue, as she walked to the fridge 'she is your type'.

'Oh, and what's that?' he replied

'Blonde, big tits, small brain' laughed Sue, opening the door and reaching in for some much-needed water.

'Now that’s not fair….' he paused, and Sue thought he was being a bit quick to jump to Pamela's defence '….don't be so hard on yourself - you have got a brain!'

'Haa, Haa' she replied sarcastically

'…and lovely big tits' he continued,

Tim crossed the room to stand behind Sue and put his arms around her, cupping her lovely 36Ds in his big hands.

'As I said, lovely big tits' he caressed her breasts and could feel her nipples start to stir under the palms of his hands.

'Get off, I'm too hot and too tired to make love'

'Go on……' he pleaded

'No leave me alone' she shrugged Tim off and went out to the patio, swinging a cool bottle of water as she went. She sat at the plastic table, listened to the waves crash on the beach below and looked at the twinkling stars, idyllic. Tim followed her 'and what did you think of Graham?' Graham was Pamela's hunky boyfriend; tall, dark and handsome. 'Lovely' she sighed

'You dirty cow' Tim said playfully 'You want to fuck him'

After Sue's initial immediate denial, they chatted for about ten minutes about the respective charms of Pamela and Graham before finally admitting that, given the chance, they would love to fuck them. By this time Tim was semi-erect and feeling very horny and Sue was also showing signs of arousal - her neck was getting flushed and her nipples were more prominent against the fabric of her long grey dress.

'Just imagine…' said Tim, pulling Sue to her feet and leading her to the edge of the large balcony. '…you are standing in the moonlight, watching the waves crash only a few feet below you and you hear footsteps approaching - you presume it is me - a hand reaches and strokes your long blonde hair, then moves it gently to one side and a warm mouth kisses the side of your neck. You sigh as the mouth teases your neck and a man's hand slowly caresses your belly in a slow circular motion - I have been waiting to do that for days says a stranger's voice.'

Sue didn't have to imagine very hard, her eyes were closed and it was easy to think of Graham in Tim's place. Tim was touching her in just they way he had described and now Sue really was getting aroused - her nipples were achingly hard and her pussy was starting to get very wet as the fantasy took hold.

Tim was now licking her ear-lobe, a very sensitive spot for Sue, and his left hand continued to caress her belly - but with ever increasing circles, so that at times his hand was only a heartbeat away from her breasts or just above her pubic mound.

Continuing to tease her ear-lobe Tim now started to stroke Sue's upper thighs, Sue sighed and parted her legs slightly. Tim needed no further invitation and he gently cupped his hand over her damp pussy and rubbed her through her dress. By now Sue was starting to slightly pant as she enjoyed the feelings coursing through her body, She could feel Tim's (Graham's) hard cock pressed against her thigh and she wanted to be fucked. She reached for his bulge but was surprised when he gripped her wrist, 'Relax, leave it all up to me'. 'Submission' she thought, 'Yes, why not?'

Tim stopped rubbing her pussy and stood directly behind her. Sue could feel his hard cock pressed against her ass. His hands caressed her shoulders and then he slowly undid the bow on her right thin shoulder strap. Her dress fell but, teasingly, only the top part of her right breast was on show. He undid the left strap and the silky dress slithered down until stopped by her womanly hips. She was not wearing a bra and her beautiful breasts with their Rose coloured nipples were now naked to his gaze.

He reached around her and took her big nipples between his fingers, he squeezed them and made her wince, but secretly she loved that dominant touch. Now he was sucking her breasts, occasionally biting her breasts, now nipping her erect buds. Her cunt was on fire and her legs were getting weak. Sue leaned against the balcony letting it take her weight, this meant that her ass was pushed out. Tim stopped licking her tits and turned his attention to bottom, squeezing it, stroking it, loving it.

He found the zip at the small of Sue's back and slowly pulled it down, the dress slithered all the way to the floor and pooled at her feet. She now wore only a white thong and Tim lustily viewed her ass. Fucking Sue in the ass had always been one of Tim's fantasies; she had a lovely pert bottom, smooth, firm and round. But Sue had never let him take her in that special place - maybe tonight she would allow Graham to fuck her there.

'Stay there' he whispered and kicked of his sandals, stripped off his T-shirt, his chinos and finally his black silk boxer shorts. His cock was erect and he pressed it against Sue's ass as he reached round her to grip her big tits in his meaty palms. Sue moaned as he caressed her breasts, moaned even louder when he reached and stroked her cunt through her sopping g-string.

Pulling the thin material to one side his agile fingers found her clit and he stroked her firmly before plunging two fingers into her sopping pussy. Sue was on fire. She was still leaning over the balcony her pert ass sticking out and Tim could not resist - he dropped to his knees and started to kiss and suckle her bottom. He pulled the g-string out of her ass and was delighted by the sight of her puckered brown asshole, fringed with light blonde hair. He reached around her and found her clit again and then as she moaned with pleasure his tongue slid down the crack of her ass and he began to lick her cute asshole.

Now Tim took his bloated cock and, leaning against Sue, rubbed the purple glans over Sue's wet slit.

Sue, still well into the fantasy, moaned 'Fuck me, Graham'. She was going to get fucked but not in the orifice she was expecting. Tim continued to massage his cock against Sue's cunt making sure that it was well lubricated. Then he concentrated on her clit, stroking it with a steady rhythm. Sue was panting and moaning and Tim could tell that her orgasm was not far away. As he continued to stroke her clit with one hand his other held his cock poised at the entrance to ass.

Occasionally, as she writhed under his agile fingers, her asshole would bump against his cock but she was too drunk or too excited to think of the consequences. Tim loved it, he was finally going to fuck Sue in the ass. Slowly, but inevitably, her orgasm approached. Tim's agile fingers and the fantasy about Graham were bringing her to the verge. She started to moan louder and tried to squeeze her legs shut as she started cumming. And it was just at that moment that Tim forced his hard member into her virgin asshole.

He only put the head of his cock into her ass and it was so tight - he groaned in pleasure. God, it was fantastic. He nearly came on the spot. Sue writhed under him as her orgasm continued. He was harder than he had ever been in his life and he just had to bury his cock in this beautiful ass. He lunged, forcing his cock three inches into Sue's butt. Then grabbing hold of her hips he lunged again and forced his cock to the hilt.

Sue screamed as she felt her ass being plundered. 'You bastard, you are in the wrong hole' she said, thinking he had made a mistake. 'I know, but Graham wants to fuck you in the ass, so just shut up and enjoy it' he replied as he started to fuck her, slowly thrusting deep into her ass.

As he fucked her Tim again found her sensitive clit and he started to frig Sue again. She writhed beneath him. Because of the pain in her asshole he guessed, but she surprised him when she shouted 'Go on Graham, fuck me in the ass, fuck my asshole you dirty bastard, cum in my ass you fucker'. Sue taking so dirty and the tightness of her asshole was too much for Tim and with a loud shout he buried himself in her asshole and spunk poured from his throbbing cock.

'Oh fuck' Tim moaned as he collapsed against Sue.

'Fuck' he said again as his cock slipped from Sue's puckered asshole. And he watched in admiration as his thick white cum slid slowly out of Sue's beautiful, rounded ass.

A Brief History of Anal Delight

2009-06-16T01:00:00.000-07:00

There is no doubt that as long as I've had a sexual mind my thoughts have been decidedly anal. I have always loved offering my arse up, and thats for the pleasure it gives me as well as for the delight on the faces of my sexual partners.

I like to have my arse eased open and stretched gently before I am fucked. Too many guys just spit on their cock and try and stick it up me. I mean when a woman asks for her arse to be fucked guys tend to come over all porno and macho. I'm sorry but I'm no porn star; if you want to have me again you'll just have to take it a little more slowly and use a bit more lubrication.

Rebecca Young knew just how to treat my ass. We had a wonderful winter affair on our college year overseas. It was cold outside in Eastern France but inside our rooms it was hot. She would lick me for hours. Her tongue would roll over and over my button before dipping down to flirt with the edge of my pussy and behind her fantastic oral performance, her fingers would be diving into my arse relentlessly.

Rebecca turned the whole lubrication and stretching thing into part of the fun; she would tease me and poke me until I was begging to be filled up, then before I knew it she would have half her hand in me. Rebecca would make me come for hours.

Rebecca was just as arse focussed at me but she was a little less vanilla. I remember a hotel in Milan which we had escaped to for a weekend. Rebecca was draped over a low couch with her hands secured and her arse marked with five or six red stripes from a riding crop. She was face down and spread wide offering me her beautiful shaved pussy and her pink little bum hole. I had licked her, then beaten her, then licked her again until she had come and come and come until I did not think she would come any more.

I was lying back on the bed surveying my victim who was still breathing hard from her last orgasm. I took an ice cube from my glass and lent forward. One or two drops of ice water fell onto her pussy lips; then I traced the outside of her pussy with it. Her arsehole was just begging for attention so I circled the ice cube around the edge until it melted. Then I did it again. Rebecca's whole body was quivering.

I took the last fat ice cube and pushed it into the hole. It was instantly swallowed and amazingly Rebecca began to quiver and moan and then she started to come again, straining at her bonds, then going into full orgasm.

That was a revelation of the power of the arse.

I was 23 when I had wonderful summer of anonymous sexual encounters. I was working a summer at a golf course in Ireland through a friend of a friend. I was supposedly organising the caddies, but I made it a bit more fun in my own way.

I got used to a lot of middle-aged men talking to my breasts and staring at my legs with the occasional suggestive invitation to "walk the course" or "inspect the greens". But the real fun was to be had with the enthusiastic undergraduates who were working the summer on the course as caddies or groundsmen.

There were five or six that would regularly amuse me on those hot summer evenings. They had hard young bodies and amazing stamina for repeat performances even if duration was often an issue. There was never a danger of anything being taken seriously; they were glad of a fuck and I was glad to enjoy it. They were like little puppies really; they had bags of bounce but needed coaxing and training, and moulding to my requirements.

Mark and Paul were two tall lithe boys who turned out to be a little bit more adventurous than some of the others. The first evening I had them together was memorable even by my standards.

The initial shock at the prospect of a threesome wore off in seconds. When they realised what was on the cards their clothes were off a matter of microseconds later. It was all tight muscles, sweat and naked bronze skin with these two hard cocks jutting out like rods of steel.

Lying on my back in the warm summer evening with a cock in my mouth and a mouth on my pussy was heaven.

Of course Mark came far to quickly in my mouth; to be honest five seconds in my mouth would have been no match for his young rod but I had managed to draw it out for a few minutes, just to listen to him moan and groan when I played with his balls.

I had already decided to take them one at a time to start with. Before, when I'd had them on their own, they had both fucked me like puppies; pawing at me and throwing themselves into me frantically. This time Paul was the same. Leaping onto me, crushing my breasts with his chest and pushing my body into the grass which was nice in a way. His fat cock pushed its bulbous head into my wet hole, and he just fucked me. It was a short frantic fuck, but fun in a warming-up sort of way.

All too soon he came so as and was lying back on his laurels and I turned my attention to Mark. Hard in minutes from his BJ, his cock now hard and suddenly it was on arrowing in on my stretched pussy hole, but I was so wet with saliva and juice and come, I knew something different was in order if I was going to get myself off before he came again.

"No Mark " I said "I want you in my arse." His face looked like I had offered him a gold plated Ferrari. I got on my hands and knees and shook my arse a little then moved my knees apart so he could see my bum hole. I looked at him over my shoulder. "Mark, I want you here." I ran my finger along my crack to rest on my hole. "Come on Mark, taste it. Make it all wet so you can slide it straight in."

Mark was on his knees instantly, licking at my arsehole which open easily to his lapping tongue. He licked at it and reamed it with his tongue. I reached between my legs and started to rub myself and started pushing myself back onto his face and his tongue.

"Mark that's fine. Now put it in Mark, put it in. Fuck me in my arse." I said the last words slowly in my sultriest voice and for a moment I was a little worried that it would be too much for him and he'd come before he even got it in. But he was made of sterner stuff and his cock just about stayed under control.

Mark's tongue work had done the trick and his cock slipped effortlessly into my arse and I was full and happy. I sighed a deep content sigh. I was full again.

Mark's cock was harder and stiffer than before, and even better he started to take his time. It was a slow languorous fuck by Mark's standards, and it gave me time to get myself off by rubbing myself.

"Can I do your arse as well." I opened my eyes to see Paul sitting back and rubbing his cock.

"I think that would be a fantastic idea Paul." I leaned over and enveloped his soft cock in my mouth. As I sucked him I reached down to his arse and pushed a finger against his hole. I expected a rock hard ring of muscle but to my surprise I barely had to push my slippery finger before it slipped in. Someone had been there before me. As I sucked his cock back to erection my mind was working.

"You know Paul, I think you have to show me you can take it before you can give it to me. Roll over." I reached back to my shorts and took a tube of lube and spread come over his arse now poking in the air without a word of protest.

There is always something satisfying about pushing past the ring of muscle and really going inside someone, feeling the muscles pushing you out and sucking you in. Paul was fucking my fingers by himself within seconds and as I reached through his legs I pulled on a very stiff cock. My mind was wandering again.

Five minutes later, after some dirty words and disgusting promises of further depraved behaviour on my part, my fingers were out of Paul's arse and Mark's fat cock was stiff again and being stuffed into Paul arse. Paul was pulling on handfuls of the grass as he rocked back and forward, impaled on a cock, and Mark looked absolutely delighted to be pounding into Paul's buff bum cheeks. Reaching between the sweating bodies I pulled on Paul's cock with one hand and rubbed myself with the other. And I also couldn't help exploring the stretched skin of Paul's anus so tight and slippery around Mark's cock, feeling the hot cock as it fucked in and fucked out.

And I did not go back on the promises of the further acts of depravity either, including the one which involved licking Mark's spunk from Paul's arse a matter of minutes later and later on taking them both at once in my hot spunk filled holes.

I always think boys love the idea of two cocks at once without thinking of the practicalities. For me it's a fantastic sensation of being taken and being truly fucked; sandwiched between two men I just let go and let them pick me up and fuck me.

But with the men, they forget how close they are going to be until they are just about to go in and sometimes they just lose it which is always a bit deflating. I know that they must be able to feel each others cock as they put their cocks in and they're pressed together. If they get their timing right they are almost wanking each other off with their cocks. Well, by the time I had Mark in my pussy and Paul in my arse they were already a little more intimately connected than they had been earlier that day. They gave me the first of the many doubles I had that summer.

I was in Paris last Autumn for a few days for work and I met a beautiful Kiwi girl at Charles De Gaul airport. I'd seen her when we'd boarded and she'd noticed me checking her out. She had smiled in that knowing way when we made eye contact but in the event we were sitting at opposite ends of the plane. I spent the flight praying that she wasn't just in transit. Then I saw her at the baggage carousel and wandered over to introduce myself. We shared a taxi into Paris and arranged to meet for dinner.

I knew within about 30 seconds of speaking to her that we were going to be seeing a lot of each other. We lasted about 90 minutes in the bar and restaurant of her hotel before we were in her room with a bottle of blousy red wine and some filthy intentions.

Her name was Kit and she was a Maori girl under 6 ft tall, but it felt like she was towering over my 5 ft 10 inches. She was a curvy woman but there was not an ounce of excess fat on her and her soft olive skin covered a toned muscular body.

Kit's thing was big toys and these were big. When she asked me if I wanted to play with some toys I was obviously game; but then I saw the toys. Here were some huge bits of plastic. We fucked each other for hours with big bendy dildos and exotically shaped vibes. Kit could take it all and wanted it deeper, harder and faster but I came best with her lapping at my pussy with her fingers stretching deep into my arse.

We woke late and as Kit was under pressure for an early meeting I told her I'd clean up. She agreed and said she'd book lunch for us at the restaurant in the store where her meeting was being held.

I had a bath and cleaned up the toys, but as I was putting them back in Kit's travel case I picked up a huge anal plug. Kit had suggested I have a go with it the night before when I revealed my anal fascination but somehow we had got distracted. In the cold and sober light of day I realised how big it was; at its widest it was about 7 cm in diameter and maybe 15 cm long. As I cradled it in my hand I just knew it had to go in.

I picked up a tube of lube and I smothered my new best toy. I rolled onto the bed with a vibrator in one hand and the lube in the other. I switched it on and started to rub myself with the vibe, at the same time as spreading lube over my arsehole. I masturbated without coming for an age, stopping just sort of the boundary again and again, all the time fucking my arse with my slippery fingers.

I finally took hold of the new toy and began to fuck my arse as I pressed the vibe against my button. As I came closer and closer to coming I fucked myself harder and harder with more and more of the plug slipping past my anus on each stroke. But in the end I dropped the vibe and the plug took over. I fucked it deeper and deeper into me before it slipped all the way in. My bum hole closed and squeezed tightly around the nipped in waist of the butt plug and the fat head was sucked deep into me.

I touched my clitoris and I was instantly tipped over the edge with a fantastic orgasm sweeping through my body. At the centre of my orgasm was my arsehole and my arse, which was full of plastic cock it was being squeezed and clenched through the spasm of my orgasm. As I lay back on the bed I was relaxed and content.

You know it never entered my mind to take the plug out before I left for lunch. As I walked through the lobby I could feel it in me, particularly the pressure on my vaginal wall. I thought of the look on Kit's face when I told her over lunch that I was sitting with her in a restaurant on her big fat butt plug.

I took a cab to the store where we were meeting, relishing the bumps on the Parisian roads and the overstuffed luxury of the back seat of the cab. Before I arrived I noticed a text message on my phone from Kit saying she was going to be an hour late. Never mind, there were plenty of things for me to do in a Parisian Department store for an hour.

I hit the cosmetics department first and browsed around before seeing the my favourite concession and I made a bee-line for it. The counter girl was busy with another customer "Madam. My colleague will be back in a second if you wouldn't mind waiting". The French language is so sexy and she was very sexy. I perched on a stool waiting for her to finish or her colleague to return, just looking at her sculptured bum with the light cotton of her skirt just clinging to her cheeks; she was definitely wearing a thong.

It suddenly struck me that I was drooling over that woman; that would probably have something to do with my anal exciter I thought.

I became aware of a voice. "Madam. Can I help you?". The colleague had returned. The voice was rather insistent; I wondered how many times she had said it.

I had been miles away; it seemed like my whole body was connected with and focussed on my arse; and I had no doubt that my pants were now soaking. "I'm so sorry I was thinking about something else. I'd like to see your new eye products please?"

The assistant was a slight black woman with straightened hair but with very little make up by cosmetic department standards. Underneath her open white coat she was the epitome of Parisian chic in a crisp shirt, a short skirt and leather knee length boots.

She showed me some new mascaras but I wasn't really listening to her. She offered to put it on for me and with her face close to mine I discovered I could smell her flowery perfume. It was a very sexy smell.

In a low whisper and heavily accented English she said "Madam I could not help but notice that you are rubbing your ... your con." I was a little startled, firstly that she had noticed and secondly that she was brazen enough to tell me.

"I did not realise that I was .... ehm."

"Madam. You are rolling around on this chair, as if it were a giant penis and you are trying to get it up." She began applying the mascara on my other eye. "Perhaps you need to be alone. Non?" She pushed the mascara back into its sheath and looked at me "Fini. Tres tres belle."

Then back to English. "The room for staff is behind you at the left." She turned away from me and looked back at her counter.

I stood up, absolutely astonished about what I had just heard, but when I turned around I saw the door. She was right; I desperately desperately needed to come. I walked into a small washroom dominated by two toilet cubicles in front of me. I went into a cubicle and bent from my waist over the toilet with one hand on the cistern and the other fighting into my pants to reach my button. I had been right about my pants, they were soaking wet.

I did not hear the outside door open but it wasn't really a surprise to look over my shoulder and see the assistant standing in the doorway of the cubicle. She was smaller than me but without speaking she stood me up and pushed be against the wall. I was upright standing with one leg on the toilet.

She was pulling my pants down and pushing my t-shirt up. She was biting at my nipples, really hurting them, then she was feeling around my arse and the shiny blue plastic of the massive anal plug.

"I can feel it inside you. It is massive. Do you wear it for your master?" She began to rub my clitoris.

"No, I have this massive ...." I stopped; what is the French for butt plug "... I have this massive thing in my arse because I love to have my arse fucked and ....". My mouth stopped speaking. She was rubbing me perfectly and my mind just overwhelmed with all the delightful sensations. It did not strike me as strange that I was clinging onto a complete stranger who was a cosmetic department counter assistant in a staff loo in a world famous Parisian department store while she masturbated me.

I grabbed her leg onto the toilet seat and pushed my hand under her skirt. She was wearing a suspender belt and I stroked her expensive underwear. She pulled away to strip off her pants and then lifted her leg and placed my hand back on her pussy. God she was wet. And she had fantastic breasts.

I did what I could to rub her off before I started to come but I didn't get that far. It was a massive orgasm. I could barely lean in an upright position let alone stand. My knees went week and if the assistant hadn't been supporting me my legs would have buckled from under me.

As I came back down again the assistant had stopped biting my breast and was almost holding me up by the butt plug, her hands still exploring me.

I reached down to her pussy and started rubbing her but she took my hand away and turned so that she stood with her legs spread leaning low over the toilet lid. She flicked up her skirt and pulled my right hand onto her pussy. I slipped two fingers in and started to fuck them into her. I realised where this was going. I stroked her cheeks and her back then reached under her to feel her firm bosom.

I had learnt the words many years ago. "Voulez vous frapper" She groaned. "Oui, oui. Encore, encore."

I bunched my fingers and my hand slipped into the silky wide channel. I treated my shop assistant to an exquisite fist fuck that had her crying into her folded arms and bucking like a mare until her come was running down the inside of her legs.

When I got to the restaurant on the 5th floor I was 15 minutes late but Kit was only just sitting down at the table. The waiter brought us some water and the menus, which we put aside in favour of a glass of wine to start off with. When Kit asked me how my morning had been I bet she didn't expect the answer I gave her as I recounted my morning.

She looked into my eyes smiling and said "You realise you are obsessed with anal sex don't you"

"Yes but is so dirty and naughty, and its such fun. And you know how to do it so well." I tried to look as coy as I could sitting there with no pants on, a very wet pussy and a butt plug the size of an orange in my arse.

"That arsehole of yours will get you into real trouble and in fact it is going to be in real trouble this afternoon." said Kit.

"Well lets go now" I replied "I just need to go to the loo. Are you coming?"

I arched my eyebrows suggestively but Kit sat back, picked up her glass and took a large mouthful of water. "No thanks" she said "I think I'll wait until we get back to the hotel before I go for a wee." She looked at me and smiled, and I immediately knew what she meant.

"Well I think I might be able to wait too." I replied "Shall we get the bill."

A Brief Encounter

2009-06-15T01:00:00.000-07:00

I stand outside my brand new car, now pulled over to the side of the road. The man behind me says to place my hands on the hood of my car and spread my legs, so I do so. I place my hands equally apart on the hood of my car, leaning forward. My v-neck blouse falls open in the front and my little black skirt rises slightly as I lean forward. My heart beats like a freight train as he approaches me.

"Do you know why I pulled you over?" he asks.

"No," I respond quietly.

Here I stand in the middle of nowhere. Trees line the street for miles, but there are no people, houses, or even cars in sight. The sun has begun to set and a cool wind blows my skirt a little higher. The young cop comes up behind me and places one hand on my shoulder. I turn my head to the side and look over my shoulder to catch a glimpse of him. He is tall, maybe six feet and a few inches. He has clean cut brown hair, kind of spiky, and a very light complexion. His eyes are a green-gray, very soft and very sexy. His muscles bulge from beneath his blue uniform and I notice that his name badge is slightly off kilter.

"Why have I been pulled over?" I ask.

He does not answer me. Instead, he pushes my face back to its forward position with a little bit of force. I turn my head back over my shoulder and shoot him a sharp look. Again he pushes my head back.

With one hand on my shoulder, he runs the other hand lightly over my back, down my ass, and over my thighs. Then he reaches around my front and runs his hands over my tits, down my stomach, then stops and my pussy.

"You're wet!" he says with a tone of surprise. "Aren't we a naughty girl?"

"Shouldn't one of your female partners be doing this?" I ask.

"You don't like it?"

"I didn't say that."

As I lean forward, the young man presses up against my back. I feel his warm breath on my neck as his lips come closer and closer to me. He presses his lips against my warm skin and kisses me just below my ear. I can feel his cock pressed firmly against my ass. I circle my ass against his crotch to tease him. This doesn't seem to faze him in the least.

He presses himself against me even harder, slowly grinding his cock into my ass. He wraps one hand around my waist and reaches down to the bottom of my skirt. As he reaches up underneath it, I move one hand from atop my car and slap his hand away.

"What makes you think I'd be so easy?" I ask laugh at him. "Do you really think I'm gonna let you touch me like this, right here, out in public?"

"Yes, I do!" he moans as he takes a firm hold of my pussy in one hand. "And you're gonna like it too!"

He slides my panties to one side and rubs his fingers on the outside of my freshly shaved pussy. He uses his other hand to force my body forward, jetting my ass back towards his cock. I try to press back up, but he shoves me down even harder. He forces my pussy lips apart and presses is middle finger hard against my clit. I can feel it pulsating against his fingers, getting harder by the minute. Then he slides his fingers down and inside my dark hole. They slide in with ease as I drip with juice.

I thrust my ass back against his cock, trying to push him off of me. His free hand wraps around my neck and presses down momentarily and then I feel it slide up into my hair. He grabs a handful of it and yanks back.

"Bitch, don't fight me!" he screams into my ear. "I feel you. You're wet and you want me!"

"Yeah, I do." I whisper back into his ear. "But if you really want it, you'll have to take it!"

With my head in his hand, he shoves my face close to the hood of my car. I feel him digging for his cuffs. The sound of metal clinking together echoes in my ears. He yanks my head back up and forces me to the other side of my car. On the side of my car, just out of sight of passerby's, he instructs me to get on my knees. I stand there in front of him in defiance, a little smirk on my face. With my hands in the cuffs stretched out in front of me, he forces me to my knees in the grass.

He pulls his zipper down as his cock pops out. It is long and hard, dripping with pre-cum. He tilts my head back and rubs it against my lips.

"Open your mouth!" he commands me. "Open it now!"

I open my mouth a little and lick my lips. He rubs his cock back and forth against my lips and then puts the tip in my mouth. I open my mouth and circle my tongue around the top, sucking the pre-cum off the tip. He holds my head back and thrusts his cock deep into my mouth. All eight inches are deep inside my throat, almost gagging me.

"That's right bitch," he moans. "You fucking suck that cock! Wrap your lips around it tighter and bob on it!"

Hands still in cuffs, I reach up and grab a hold of his cock and slide it deep inside my mouth. I run my tongue over it in circles and bob up and down, faster and faster. I grab his nuts and give them a little squeeze. Then I pull my mouth of his cock and run my tongue over his nuts. He moans louder and louder.

"You like that?" I ask him. "You like it when I suck your cock?"

"Ahhhh....FUCK!" I hear him scream, as he thrusts his cock back in my mouth again. "Don't stop sucking it bitch!"

I tighten my lips around his cock and slide my mouth all the way down the shaft, sucking harder and my mouth goes down. I have it all in my mouth. Then I slide my mouth to the tip and using my hands, I stroke the shaft as I suck, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. Then, just as suddenly as he shoved it in my mouth, he pulls it out.

He reaches down and pulls me up off of the grass. Hard cock still waving in the breeze, he leads me down the side of this little hill and through some trees. He finds a spot in the grass near a tree stump and tells me to lie down. I lay on the ground with my hands resting on my stomach. I move my wrists around as the cuffs leave little marks on them. I cross my legs at the ankles tightly.

"Spread your legs," he instructs me.

But I keep them closed. In fact, I press them even more tightly together. He gets down on his stomach, face at my pussy, and lifts my skirt. Then he grabs a hold of my thighs and forces them apart. I press my ass hard to the ground so that he cannot take my panties off. But that's not what he goes after.

He firmly rubs his hands over the outside of my panties. They are stained with the pussy juice that has been leaking out onto them. He grabs a hold of the sides and pulls the sides into my pussy, rubbing them all around the inside. It feels so amazing that I stop pressing my ass to the ground. That is when he tears them off and throws them aside. There I am, pussy completely exposed, dripping wet.

He runs his tongue on the outside of my pussy lips first, sopping up any pussy juice that is there. Then he spreads the lips and runs his tongue up and down the slit, stopping at my clit. Using the tip of his tongue, he massages the clit in little circles. I can feel it pulsate on his tongue as it gets warmer. I squirm a little but mostly just so that I can rub my pussy on his face.

His tongue makes its way down the slit and closer to my deep, dark hole. With one hand he uses his fingers to play with my clit. The other hand finds its way to my ass while his tongue plunges in and out of my pussy. He sticks a finger deep inside my ass. I scream out a little but then settle down. I find myself thrusting my pussy towards his mouth every time that he stops for even a second.

"You like that, don't you?" he smirks.

"God yes," I gasp. "Please, take these cuffs off of me. I promise I'll behave."

He stops what he is doing to take the cuffs off. I rub my wrists a little as they are a bit sore and then lay back down. I motion for him to come back between my legs and commence the munching again. This time though, I tell him to straddle my face. He shoves his tongue back into my pussy as I grab his cock and put it in my mouth. I grind my pussy all over his face and I bob up and down on his cock. I can feel his cock throbbing in my mouth and taste it as it drips cum onto my lips.

"Stop!" he yells. "I'm not ready to come yet."

He raises his body from on top of me and sits up. I straddle him in the grass, shoving my tits onto his face.

"Grab them," I tell him. "Play with them."

He grabs a hold of my DDD tits and rubs on them as I slide my pussy across the top of his cock, making sure that he doesn't go inside of me. My nipples get harder as I slide back and forth. He takes them in his fingers and pinches until they are red. Pain shoots through my tits and down my back, but I like it. He puts one tit in his mouth while he twists the other tit's nipple and then switches.

"I wanna fuck you so bad!" he moans.

I get up from his lap and walk over to the tree stump. He follows me over and sits down carefully. The large oak stump makes a perfect little bench for us. He sits down at the edge of the stump with his legs spread just slightly. I sit down on his lap facing the same direction and slowly move up and down. His cock slides deep inside of me, hitting that G-spot each time. Every time that I rise up, he grabs my hips and forces me back down. As my pussy swallows his cock, I grind my ass against his crotch, making little circles, then raise back up. He thrusts harder and harder each time I bounce.

"Ride me bitch!" he yells.

I bounce back up and off of his lap. I turn and face him, sliding my pussy back onto his cock. My pussy juice runs down his shaft and he takes a finger and wipes it up. He offers me a taste of myself but I put his finger in his own mouth, grinning the whole time. My tits bounce against his face as his cock throbs inside of me.

"You like that?" I ask him coyly. "You like this pussy? You like it when I fuck you?"

"That's right. I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you ain't gonna be able to sit down."

"Am I your bitch?" I scream. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder!"

Each time I scream for it to be a little harder he grabs my shoulders and shoves more of his cock deep inside me. He reaches up my back and grabs for more of my hair. Yanking my head back, he thrusts harder and harder. I wrestle out from his grasp and stand up.

"What are you doing?" he cries.

I don't answer him. Instead, I get on the stump, resting on all fours. I am at the perfect height for him. He grabs my hips and works his cock back into my pussy. I lean forward and every time that I do, he pulls me back. He continuously thrusts in and out, pausing only to get a better grip on my hips. He begins to let go of my hips and reaches up with one had, grabbing my tit. The other hand finds its way to my pussy and down to the clit. With each thrust of his cock deep inside of me, he circles my clit with two fingers. My pussy tightens around his cock, tighter and tighter.

Finally he pulls it out. I look back over my shoulder to see him stroking himself. I watch him for a moment, using my own fingers to massage my clit. Then he comes up behind me again, this time spreading my ass apart. I feel the head of his cock rub the inside of my asshole. He gently rubs it around the outside and eases it in a little at a time. I tense up.

He reaches with his hand and sticks one finger inside my pussy and another on my clit to relax me. He works his fingers inside of me as a method of distraction. He is now almost all the way inside my ass.

"Are you ready?" he asks.

"Um hum," I whimper.

He slowly slides his cock in and out of my ass, moving only centimeters at a time. He feels me tighten back up so he begins to play with the pussy a little harder to make me relax. As I relax he moves his cock in and out a little faster. I moan in surprising pleasure.

"Harder!"

"Harder?" he asks me.

"Yeah...harder!"

One hand still massaging the pussy and the other on my shoulder, he slams his cock inside of me. I scream at the top of my lungs, "Oh, shit!"

He forces his cock deeper and deeper into my ass with every little whimper. As he pounds away my pussy swells with anticipation. He tries to slide his fingers inside of me but I am ready to cum. He pounds faster and faster and faster.

"Are you ready?" he asks.

I take a brief look back over my shoulder. He has pulled his cock out and is smacking it against my ass. As I start to raise up, he pushes me back on all fours, ass in the air.

"Stay there!" he commands.

I watch him as he runs his hands quickly up and down the shaft of his cock. He pounds away furiously while he bites his lower lip. I hear him grunt and moments later I feel his warm cum shoot up onto my back and into my hair.

Cock still hard, he rams me from behind, shoving his cock into my wet pussy. There mere sight of him cumming on me has me ready to explode myself. With just a few thrusts forward, my cunt tightens around his cock, as if to suck all the remaining juice from him. I arch my back and scream. He pulls his cock out, pulls me up to face him, and slaps it across my face.

I never did find out why he pulled me over!

A Boring Day Gets Better

2009-06-14T01:00:00.000-07:00

It was going to be a long day at work, tons of meetings and listening to people giving long winded speeches. I am dressed in a brown tweed skirt. The skirt accents my round ass and shows off my long legs. My jacket is cut to show off my curves; my large breast and narrow waist. I finish off the outfit with a pale pink blouse, low cut and the perfect color for my red hair. I have beige fishnet stocking and 3 inch brown high heel shoes. I have a pale pink bra on that barely covers my breasts and a matching lace garter belt. I take note when men and women stare when I cross my legs or eyes fixed on my ass when I turn to write on the whiteboard.

To be honest my thoughts are on you, and the need for your cock. My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pull it out to see who called but it is a text message. I AM THINKING ABOUT YOUR SWEET ASS I smile and text you back. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TO MY ASS? For a long ten minutes there is no response until I receive: I WANT TO LICK IT, TO SLIDE MY FINGER DEEP INSIDE OF YOU, THEN SLIDE MY COCK INTO AND THEN SHOOT MY CUM ALL OVER YOU.

There is no way I was staying at work. I could already feel my pussy getting wet and I needed you. I send you one quick email to tell you to meet me at the motel and that I was not taking no for an answer. I figure that if you did not show up I could finger fuck myself and attempt to satisfy myself.

You are already there when I arrive. You are in a pair of jeans and t-shirt that shows off your buff body. I am almost purring when I see you. I move behind you and wrap my arms around your waist. You turn and kiss me hard with our tongues entwining. I cup your cock through your pants as we kiss. My thumb tracing your shape as you grow under my hand. You stop kissing and whisper in my ear. "Are you wet? Are you ready for me?" You quickly spin me around so my ass is against your rock hard dick. You pull my hips back so I nestled against you. You undo my skirt and push down over my hips. You tell me to step out of it and go lean over the bed.

I feel your hands smoothing over my ass. Tracing the shape of it and cupping it in your hands. You nudge my legs apart and I can feel your breathe on my ass. I shiver when I feel your tongue on my ass licking at my sweet hole. I push myself back against you but you keep slowly teasing me, licking me over and over. My pussy is so wet and I am moaning with pleasure. You stand up and pull me back against you.

I realize that you are naked and your beautiful hard cock is sliding between my ass cheeks. You reach around and cup my breasts in your hands and you play with my nipples making them hard and long. You have grabbed some lube and you let go of me to slick your hard shaft. I feel your finger rubbing lube over my asshole and feel your fingers pushing into me and stretching me for your huge cock. I love that moment when you first starting to push your cock into me and I am not sure if you fit but you do perfectly. You slowly slide deep inside of me and let me get ready for you to fuck me. Soon you are sliding back and forth in my tight ass. My fingers move to my rock hard clit and you can smell my wetness as I finger fuck myself to your rhythm.

As I cum my pussy and ass pulsate with my orgasm. It makes my ass only tighter and draws you deep inside of me. I know you are close and I wonder where you will cum. Will you shoot your cum in and fill my ass with your cream? Or would you shoot it all over my creamy white ass? As you get closer and closer you plunge in me harder and harder I can feel your cock pulsating and it not until the last minute that you pull out of me and holding your cock in your hand you pump out your cum all over my ass.

We are both breathing hard and the room is filled with the scent of sex and pleasure. You look at me, my ass covered in your cum and a few drops of it trickling our of my ass. You lean forward to lick up some with your tongue and pull me up and turn me around. You kiss me hard and let me taste your sweet juices. My boring day turned into a hot and sexy day.

A Black Superman in America

2009-06-13T01:00:00.000-07:00

My name is Theodore James Madder. My friends and family members call me TJ. It's my favorite nickname. The hero of this tawdry little tale. I'm a seven-foot-tall young black man living in the combative and competition-obsessed city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I'm doing many exciting things. I'm a freelance writer for the infamous newspaper called the Boston Universal, and I'm also a student at the Boston Metropolitan Institute, or BMI, a four-year, all-male private school. I love my job. It allows me to meet so many people. I also get to travel a lot. That's really good. Being able to travel a lot and have it covered by the paper (occasionally) is awesome. It also enables me to hide my activities very easily.

What are my favorite activities? Playing collegiate sports and doing shoddy journalism, thank you very much. I'm a member of the Men's Varsity Tennis team at the world-famous Boston Metropolitan Institute. I love my college campus, located in the small town of Avon, Massachusetts. It's an all-male haven. Coed schools turn guys from manly men into politically correct wimps. The Boston Metropolitan Institute is one of four all-male colleges remaining in the United States of America. I wish more schools would embrace single-sex education. It works better. Before attending the Boston Metropolitan Institute, I attended Boston College High School, an all-male Catholic school in the Jesuit Tradition. BMI was founded in 1987 by a Philanthropic Organization. Twenty years later, it was one of the best schools in the region. A four-year school with a student body of twelve hundred men. There are male and female professors among the faculty but the student body is all-male. We're keeping it that way.

Since we're an all-male private school, we don't have to bother with Title IX restrictions the way other coeducational colleges and universities do. The feminists on those college campuses routinely use Title IX to screw over male student-athletes and the spineless administrators let them get away with it every time. Just look at what happened at James Madison University last year. Tons of male sports teams got the axe while the women's sports teams remained untouched. That's not equality, it's state-sponsored discrimination! We're immune to that, thank heavens! That means we can have as many sports as we want. Boston Metropolitan Institute sportsmen compete in Men's Varsity Baseball, Basketball, Cross Country, Soccer, Swimming, Volleyball, Lacrosse, Football, Wrestling, Rugby, Rowing, Golf, Tennis, Sailing, Bowling, Rifle and Ice Hockey. We compete in the National Collegiate Athletic Association's Division Three. We don't offer athletic scholarships. The Boston Metropolitan Institute routinely beats the living daylights out of schools like Bridgewater State College, Curry College and Lasell College in all sports.

I'm currently in therapy for the world's strangest addiction. I'm addicted to sex with big women who have big tits and huge asses. Normally, I think that would not be a good thing, but I'm quite obsessed with it. I don't think this particular obsession is so unhealthy for me but whatever. How did this happen in the first place? How did people find out what was going on inside my head? Let's just say that I fell asleep at work and have a nasty habit of talking in my sleep. Some annoying guy or most likely some bitchy woman must have overheard me and reported me to the boss. You know how politically correct the modern American workplace is these days. I got summoned by the Powers That Be and they decided my fate. Now, I've got to take sixty hours of therapy otherwise I lose my job. I love working for the Boston Universal Newspaper. They pay me two to three hundred bucks per news-making snapshot. Most other newspapers are too cheap to pay this good. They're dumb, if you ask me.

So, yeah, I was supposed to meet my shrink today. I went to this big office building in Boston's Back Bay. I don't believe in therapy. However, since I'm a seven-foot-tall and 280-pound black man, the general public felt that they had a right to be afraid of me. I'm always asked if I play college basketball or for the NBA. I don't play basketball. I've never played basketball. I love Ice Hockey and Tennis. They're my favorite sports. I sat in the waiting room while the good doctor finished with his latest patient. I waited and waited. I was bored. Finally, the good doctor showed up. That's when I got the surprise of a lifetime. The good doctor was a woman. And not just any woman. A woman I happened to have fucked in the past. Small world, hey?

The woman in question was Carol Smith, a bitch I met at Club Axel in downtown Boston. She was a thirty-something white woman with red hair and pale green eyes. A chick with a kind of ugly face but a thick body, wide hips, and last but not least, a huge and plump ass. Yeah, I fucked her brains out in the club. Carol Smith was one crazy bitch. Seeing her in her office sure brought back memories. I looked at her and smiled confidently. This was going to be a piece of cake. Carol looked at me. She tried to affect the detached, clinical demeanor of the therapist she was supposed to be. But I saw right past that. When she looked at me, I knew she was thinking about the last time we met. I had her face down and ass up, my hand clamped over her mouth while my dick was buried so far up her asshole that you couldn't tell where she ended and I began. Or vice versa. Yeah, good times. I walked confidently into her office.

I sat on the couch while the good doctor asked me what was up. I smiled and turned on the charm. No matter what they say, bitches will be bitches. It doesn't matter if they become senators, presidents or high-powered businesswomen. I can always spot a bitch. Every woman has a bitch deep inside of her. I'm the kind of roughneck who knows just how to bring it out. How else would you explain why Carol Smith started sweating the moment I walked into her rather chilly room? She sat behind her desk, acting cool. I told her that I had gotten into a bit of trouble and needed her to sign some forms. Basically, I needed her to sign away the mandated papers and tell the authorities that I was a mentally healthy human being. Then, I would be scot-free. Carol flat-out told me that she couldn't do that. I was stunned. What the fuck? I kept my cool. I told her that she was a good gal, she'd get a special treat.

I knew I couldn't bribe her with money. So, I played the Super Masculinity Card. I unzipped my pants, and freed my dick. My sixteen-inch long, uncircumcised black super cock. Carol's jaw was on the floor. I smiled, and told her to come and get it. I never saw a woman leap from behind a desk so quickly. I mean, it's like I looked one moment and she was sitting behind the desk and the next moment, she was kneeling before me, aching to get some dick. I thrust my cock into her mouth. Obediently, Carol began sucking on my dick. See what I mean? All women will suck dick. It just takes a little extra incentive sometimes.

Carol sucked my dick and got me hard in no time. I came all over her not-so-pretty face, and told her to drink. Like a good little slut, she licked it all up. Then, I grabbed her and put her on all fours. Nothing I love more than putting a woman on all fours. It makes me feel powerful. Carol shook her fat ass, telling me that she couldn't wait to get fucked. I laughed. This was going to be fun. I grabbed Carol's plump butt cheeks, and spread them wide open. Then, I pressed my super-sized dick against her asshole, and pushed it inside. Carol howled as my cock slammed into her asshole. Oh, shit. I hate it when they do that. I clamped my hand over her mouth, and continued to fuck her. I dug my fingers into her hips and shoved my dick deeper into her asshole. Carol's asshole was wonderfully warm and tight and so damn soft around my dick. You've got to try anal sex with at least one woman before you die, men. Seriously. You're missing out.

I grabbed a handful of Carol's red hair and yanked her head back while slamming my cock into her poop chute. There's nothing I love more than fucking a woman in the ass. Especially a big woman with a fat ass. They have the tightest assholes, you know. It makes them more fun to fuck. I slammed my cock into the forbidden depths of Carol's asshole while muffling her cries. I did that ass of hers like anal sex was going out of style. I love anal sex with big women and if loving it was wrong, then I didn't want to be right. I pounded that ass of hers until I got my nut and came, blasting her asshole with my cum. That's when I removed my hand from her mouth. Carol's scream was sweet music to my ears. I wish I brought an audio recording device but whatever. Carol lay on the floor, her body shaking in orgasmic bliss. My dick was still buried in her asshole. I let it stay there for a while before removing it.

A few minutes later, I left Carol's office. I had the signed documents freeing me from the therapy sessions in hand. I went and got my job back. As I walked through the streets of Boston, I felt happy as a clown. I took the Ashmont Train from South Station to Dorchester and then hopped on the Bat Bus to Avon City, Massachusetts. I had quite a story to tell my friends at BMI. The problem is most of them wouldn't believe me. That's why I took Carol's cum-filled panties as a souvenir. To commemorate a special event, you know? The fun days of a man's life should never be forgotten.

A Bisexual Man's Hidden Secret

2009-06-12T01:00:00.000-07:00

While walking one evening I saw a friend go into his new neighbors garage. A man walking into another mans garage may not seem odd, but rumors have surrounded this new neighbor since he arrived in town. Everyone says he is gay. He isn't married, nor does he appear to have children, but that doesn't mean anything. He seems quiet and keeps to his self, so no on really knows for sure. Chalking it up to idle gossip, I pushed it from my mind until now.

I continued my evening walk, around and around the block I live on. I hate to say it but every time I walked by the garage I wondered if they are still inside or if he had returned home. An alley ran along the garage so I decided to walk down it. The curiosity killed me each time I passed. Some of the guys in the neighborhood were laughing about the possibility of a gay man on the block. Part of me wondered if my friend went over to see if he really was gay or if he was just being a good neighbor.

When I approached the garage I heard noises that grew louder the closer I got. It sounded like someone was hurt, so I poked my nose up to a window for a better look. I saw my friend, a big burly guy, bent over the workbench with the new neighbors cock buried in his ass. He was moaning and whimpering, but he didn't appear to be struggling too much. Edging closer to the side door, I heard their muffled voices better.

"Oh yeah, fuck my ass... come on, bury that cock hard and deep, yeahhhh"

"Take it big boy, take it all, you know you love it slut!"

I was shocked to find out my friend was gay, not that it made me feel any differently about him. Actually I felt sad that he had to hide it, behind a smoke screen marriage that eventually ended in divorce. It felt like there was lead in my shoes, I could not move. Watching the two of them made me horny. I have always dreamed of reaming a man's ass with my strap-on. To be this close and watch someone fuck a man in the ass was just too tempting to walk away from.

My friend, Ned, reached down to stroke his cock while he leaned over the workbench. The new neighbor, Jim was pounding him pretty hard. Ned started to whimper louder but did not beg him to stop. Finally Jim drilled into him one last time. I knew he was spraying his ass with cum, the way his body tensed and jerked. He let out a muffled cry of release. Soon after that, his limp cock withdrew from Ned's ass. I turned and headed down the alley at a hurried pace so I would be gone by the time they walked out.

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The following weekend I saw Ned with some friends at a local bar. He did not fit the typical stereotype of a gay man, but I knew better. Actually he was hitting on a woman at the bar. I figured he did it to overcompensate, so his friends would not think he was gay. I walked over to Ned and his friends to visit. There were times Ned had hit on me but I always pushed it aside, tonight I would flirt and see where it got me.

"Hey Mary, how's it goin?"

"Good Ned, how are you?"

"I'm good too. Wanna shoot some pool with me?"

"Sure, that sounds fun!"

After we picked out a stick, he racked the balls. I took aim and blasted them all around the table. One dropped in so it was still my turn.

"So Ned, what's the wager on our game?"

"Ummm, I dunno, what do you want it to be Mary?"

"Let's see how it goes."

I knocked in a second ball then missed on the next. Ned took over and shot a couple.

"It's a pretty close game, did you decide on the wager yet?"

"Not yet, but I will. Another drink?"

"Sure, let me get us a round."

He returned with the drinks. It was his turn to shoot. When he bent over to aim I ran the thick end of my stick against the crack of his ass when no one was looking. Jumping, he turned and chastised me.

"Now quit that Mary, I'm not like the new neighbor guy."

I leaned closer and whispered in his ear, "That's not what I saw in the garage the other night."

His face went blank, turning white. "What did you just say?"

"You heard me."

"Mary, let me explain please."

"Later Ned, let's finish the game. Oh and by the way, I decided on the wager."

"Ok, what is it?"

"If I win I get to use my strap-on with you."

"Ummm, ok. What if I win?"

"That's your choice Ned."

Ned started playing pool like his life depended on it, which in fact he probably felt like it did. After he cleared the table and dropped the eight ball in, he grinned and put his stick away.

"Come on Mary, let's go."

"Where to?"

"I'll tell you when we get there."

"Ok. What was your end of the wager?"

"I'll tell you that when we get there too, come on."

He took me to a quiet road and parked. "We need to talk Mary."

"Ok, I'm listening."

"You probably think I'm gay, but I'm not."

"What I saw says you are."

"I'm bisexual Mary. In this town that's as good as gay. Please don't tell anyone what you saw, it would kill me."

"I would never tell anyone Ned, you know I'm not like that. You really need to be more careful though. That could have been anyone standing outside the garage and they may not be as nice as me."

"I realize that now."

"Your secret is safe with me Ned; of that you have no worries."

"Thank you Mary, it means a lot to me."

"So tell me, what is your end of the wager. I'm ready to pay up."

"You have to use your strap-on with me."

"No, that was if I won."

"I know. You said if I won I could decide what I wanted and that is what I want."

"You're serious!?"

"Yes Mary, I'm serious."

"Well hell, let's go to my place then."

He drove to my apartment without another word. When we went inside he seemed nervous, almost apprehensive.

"Are you sure this is what you want Ned?"

"Yes Mary." He bowed his head slightly.

"Ned, something's wrong. Please talk to me."

"God Mary, this is so hard. I love the feel of a woman and sometime that is all I want. To feel my cock buried in that velvety warmth, banging away pleasing her. Other times I feel this horrible need to be used and fucked like some wimpy assed pussy. God, why can't people just let people be who they are?"

"How do you feel right now Ned?"

"I need used Mary, really bad. I need to be told what a slut I am."

"You are a slut Ned, a dirty filthy anal slut."

"Oh GOD, Mary, my cock is so hard!"

"Take your clothes off Ned, now!"

He stripped on the spot. His average sized cock stood at full salute. Walking to him I slapped his hard cock with my hand a few times, while he moaned.

"Slut boi, don't you dare cum before I fuck you!"

"Yes Ma'am."

Grabbing him by the cock, I pulled him into the bedroom and shoved him back on the bed while I removed my clothing. He lay watching every move, with half-veiled eyes.

"Roll over!"

He rolled over and I promptly began slapping his ass, "You deserve this, for being such a slut."

"Yes Ma'am, more please. Spank my dirty ass."

I continued until his ass was rosy read and hot. When I felt he had enough I walked to the closet to retrieve my toys. A nice set of anal beads caught his eye.

"Oh Ma'am, what are those?"

"You don't know?"

"No, I don't."

"Mmmm, good I will show you. They are anal beads."

"How do you use them?"

"Better to show you boi, than to explain."

After greasing his ass I pressed the first bead against him until it slid in.

"Oh God, that feels good Ma'am!"

A second bead, third, fourth and finally the last bead pressed at his tight, filled ass.

"Oh God, Ma'am, my ass is full. I don't know if the last one will fit."

"It will fit, relax."

I let the other four beads rest and started slapping his ass hard again to distract him. With my other hand I pressed until the final bead passed his tight sphincter.

"Fuck!"

"Good boi, now turn over."

He rolled and I immediately straddled his cock burying all seven inches inside my hot juicy pussy. His body quivered and shook.

"Son of a bitch Mary, fuck me!"

"It's Ma'am to you slut!"

"God Mary, forgive me but I can't help myself your pussy is so hot."

"Forgive you for what?"

"What I'm about to do."

He was much bigger and stronger than me. Grabbing my arms he rolled me off and pinned me to the bed before he buried his cock in my pussy again. The string of the anal beads whipped against my ass as he pounded my pussy hard and fast.

"God damn, these balls in my ass are making me so fucking horny I can't help myself. I'm so sorry Mary, damn I can't help it!"

"Fuck me Ned, give me your slutty cock." I hissed up at him.

He drilled into me like it was the last time he was ever going to fuck someone. Grabbing his cock he pulled out quickly.

"If I don't stop I'm gonna cum Mary." He panted.

"Good boi. Take a few deep breaths and fuck me again."

He beat his cock against my pussy a few times and then dipped in again, riding me hard and fast. When he was sweating and straining, I reminded him he was not allowed to cum yet. He withdrew his cock in a panic, afraid he would cum.

"That's a good boi. Beat it a few times until the urge passes, then fuck me some more and this time I better cum!"

He grabbed my legs and held them in the air, using his hips to bang his cock into my pussy. I couldn't take much more and dropped my legs to wrap them around him. My hands grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled his body deeper into mind, to grind his pubic bone against my clit. Rocking back and forth I found my release and screamed into his ear, right before I bit down on his shoulder softly.

Holding his cock inside me while I came, he looked pained trying to hold back his own release. I released my leg lock on him and let him pull out for a moment, while my body trembled.

"Put it back in boi, I'm not done yet."

"Yes Ma'am, damn my balls are about to explode."

"They won't, now fuck me hard again. I have a few more orgasms in here that need let out. My pussy is hungry tonight."

He rode me harder and deeper, taking me there quicker while his pained expression consumed him. When I came, he floated on the cloud knowing he was pleasing me, but had to pull out again for fear he would spill inside of me. After I came three more times I could tell he couldn't take much more.

"Put your cock inside me Ned, but hold it still."

"Yes, Ma'am."

When he was buried I reached back and grabbed the string to the beads. One by one I pulled them out of his ass. Each time I felt his cock jump inside my pussy, growing from its sedentary stance. When the last one came out, he let out a moan.

"Damn, those felt so good. I like having my ass full."

"Good, you are about to have it full again but this time I am going to fuck you."

Crawling from beneath him, I had him lie on his back and stroke his cock while I prepared. He watched every move I made as I strapped on the harness. I held up three dildos that fit on the harness adaptor.

"Which one do you want in that slutty ass of yours?"

"Which one would you like to use on me Ma'am?"

"I'm not mean Ned. The big one may be too much. That is why I give you the chose."

"My neighbors cock is big Mary."

"This big?" I held up the largest dildo that measured 12" long and 6" around.

Embarrassed, he nodded his head, "Yes, that big Mary."

"Damn, I may need to go visit him myself!"

"He would most likely enjoy that, he is bisexual also."

"Mmmm, thank you for that little tidbit. Now raise your legs and show me that slut hole of yours."

I shoved a few pillows under his back to raise his ass, while he held his legs in the air. Before I fucked him, I played with him. Rolling my tongue around his ass, teasing his sphincter, he whimpered, pleaded and begged me to fuck him. I slid a small egg vibrator into his ass while I continued to lick and stroke his ass. Raising my head I lowered my mouth on his cock and sucked it hard and deep, just as I turned the vibrator on.

"FUCK, oh my God Mary! What the hell is that thing in there?"

"It's a vibrator, relax."

"How the fuck am I suppose to relax? I feel like I'm gonna dump my load any moment!"

"Grab your cock and squeeze it hard, now!"

He did as I told him, panting and moaning to stop from cumming. I alternated the speed on the vibrator in his ass from slow to fast, taunting him further.

"Mary, I can't take much more."

I turned the egg off and slid it from his ass slowly. Grabbing the grease I slathered some on his ass and slid one, then two fingers into his hole while he panted and moaned with bliss. Finger fucking his ass to stretch it, eventually I had all four of my fingers working in and out.

"Are you ready Ned?"

"Yes Ma'am. Are you sure you don't want me to roll over?"

"No, I want to see your face while I fuck the shit out of your ass!"

"Ma'am?"

"Yes?"

"If I beg you to stop, don't."

"What?"

"If I beg you to stop, keep going. I like feeling like I don't have control."

"You like being taken without consent?"

"Oh god, yesssss!"

"Good, I am going to use you hard, no matter what you say. If it get to the point you can't take anymore just holler PICKLES really loud."

"Yes Ma'am."

My heart raced, my fantasy was about to become reality. Poised with my strap-on at his ass, it pressed against his unrelenting muscles. He wiggled against me while I pushed, afraid that I might hurt him. Finally the head of the big dildo slid in. His fingers clenched the blankets and squeezed.

"FUCK! God damn, your cock is so fucking huge!"

"Take it slut, you know you like it."

"Yes, oh please, I need it."

I pressed into him spreading his ass wider, while his knuckles turned white from the pain and pleasure. Withdrawing slightly, I watched as his puckered ass tried to turn inside out around my cock just before I lunged forward and drove it into him again.

"FUCKKKKK! More, oh God, YES Ma'am!"

Inch by inch, I held the long shlong and guided it with my hand, until it was almost buried. I let go with my hand and pressed the final few inches up into his waiting bunghole, only to hear him scream out in pain.

"Are you ok Ned?!"

"YES! Oh God, yes, this is so fucking good Mary! Don't stop no matter what! Please don't stop!"

"Ok, you asked for it!"

I withdrew and drove the dildo deep into his ass repeatedly, fucking his slutty ass hard and steady. His fingers, still wrapped in the blankets, pulled it to his mouth so he could bite down on the fabric. The grimace on his face looked like he was in horrible pain but he forewarned me that I was to continue, no matter what, so I did.

"Talk to me Mary, tell me what a whore I am, pleaseeee!"

"You are a whore, a filthy little anal whore. My cock is buried so deep you won't sit right for a week bitch!"

"Yes Ma'am, oh god, harder pleaseeeeeee." He begged.

I drilled him, withdrawing almost the entire dildo then ramming it deep in his bowels again. Each time he clenched the blanket in his teeth and screamed a muffled scream. His brow furrowed and his body twitched.

"Roll over, you filthy little whore, so I can get my cock deeper!"

"Yes Ma'am, that's what this anal slut needs, thank you Ma'am."

He rolled and shoved his ass up in the air towards me. The dildo had reamed his ass so good it was a quivering gapping hole, pulsing with excitement, ready for more. I grabbed his hips and slid the head of the dildo in easily. Steadily I drove it all the way in while he beat the bed with his fists and screamed out. Knowing he enjoyed it turned me on so much. I felt like I was going to cum again at any time.

Stroking in and out, I pulled the entire length of the dildo out to let his ass slam shut so I could watch it impale him again. His puckered red ass readily accepted it each time I drove it home again. Grinding it deep into his ass, my pubic bone felt the friction against my clit. I reached around his body and grabbed his cock underneath, to stroke it. It was semi-flaccid when I started and hard as a rock in no time. My body shuddered from grinding my clit against the harness.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum again!"

He purposely bounced his ass back against my body, while I came hard. My body went limp with surprise. I fell against him for a moment. That was all he needed. Turning, he forced me onto the bed on my back again, pinning me under his weight. Grabbing the snaps on the harness he ripped it from my body, tossing it aside. The look on his face was anything but docile.

"Now who's in charge Mary?"

"You are Ned." I was a bit nervous.

"Do you know what I'm gonna do to you Mary?"

"No Ned, what?"

"I'm gonna fuck your tiny little ass."

"Oh, so you enjoy fucking asses too."

"Yes Mary, and the tighter the better!"

"I like anal sex, Ned."

"I hope you like it Ned style."

"How is Ned style?"

He slapped some grease on my ass, rubbing it around. "Long and hard Mary."

"Mmmm, it sounds great."

"I don't like a lot of foreplay with asses, it softens them up too much. I like to feel those tight muscles the minute I slam through them."

"Ok, well, just don't hurt me."

"Oh, I won't Mary. If it hurts too much just scream PICKLES really loud." He said almost sadistically, making me wonder if he really would stop if I yelled it.

"Alright."

He grabbed my legs and shoved them up over my head so my pussy and ass were high in the air. His hands grabbed my wrists, holding them beside my body. I was completely and utterly helpless. Raising his body like he was preparing for pushups, his stiff cock slid along my ass crack until it hit the spot. Working the head of his cock into position I felt it pressing against my hole. He dropped like he a rock. His cock slammed through my ass and kept going until it was buried to the hilt.

"FUCKKKKKKKK! Holy shit Ned, that fucking HURT!"

"Good Mary, doesn't it feel good that way?"

"Hell no, damn, I don't like pain."

"I didn't either, until I met Jim. His cock is so big, but it feels so good."

He moved in and out slowly as we spoke. I felt myself relaxing more.

"Are you ready for more Mary?"

"I think so."

He slowly raised his body, pulling his cock completely out of my ass.

"No, no, don't take it all the way out please. It hurts when the head goes back in."

"Too late Mary." He pulled his cock out and repositioned at my hole, waiting just long enough that my puckered ass tightened up again.

"Ready?"

"No, yes, oh God I don't know."

"Here it comes again bitch!"

He dropped his weight and impaled my ass again while I screamed in pain, but did not utter the sacred word. Rising slowly he withdrew and dropped again. Each time I felt my ass relax more and more, purely from the abrupt abuse to the muscles. Less time between drops occurred, he removed his cock and drove the entire length into me repeatedly, faster and faster. Finally when I was a quivering mess, he released my wrists and lowered my legs. Grabbing the anal beads, he handed them to me.

"I want you to reach back with your hands and shove the beads up my ass Mary."

I did as he said, reaching over his back to his ass, inserting the beads. When the first one slipped in his ass he moaned. After each bead slipped into his ass, his cock grew harder in my ass.

"Now, put the vibrator in there too."

I shoved the egg vibrator in his ass with the beads and turned it on low. It hummed inside while he moaned in ecstasy. Moving in my ass he stroked long steady strokes, in and out without leaving my ass. In a rapid rhythm his body moved with mine until we were both on the verge of orgasm. When he tensed I pushed the vibrator to high. He screamed out.

"FUCKKKKKKKK! Yesssssssssss!"

My body convulsed under him, joining him for the climax. Lurching inside my ass he sprayed me full of cum.

"Damn, I have not cum like that in a long time."

"Mmmm, good."

He rolled his body off of mine and lay beside me on the bed. Wrapping his arms around my body, he literally purred from deep in his chest. We grabbed the blankets and pulled them over us. I knew I would sleep well, I was exhausted. Ned left the beads in while he slept. When I woke in the morning he was gone, but the toys were all cleaned and placed back in my toy box, ready for next time.

A Birthday Surprise for Ricky

2009-06-11T01:00:00.000-07:00

It was Ricky's birthday and I wanted it to be extra special. I had planned this for months and it would definitely be a night he would never in his life forget.

I had rented a secluded cabin near the Cape. He loved the sounds of the sea. The cabin had it's own private beach. Since he loved to sunbathe and swim nude, this would be perfect.

I had ordered all his favorite foods from the deli, and had a cake prepared as well. My best friend and I had decorated the cabin with balloons and streamers. She was part of the birthday surprise.

Her name was Mari. She was very shy but once you got to know her, she was so much fun. One night, after a few drinks, she had confided in me that she had always fantasized about having anal sex but was afraid. She also told me she thought only bad girls did that. I tried talking to her about it afterwards but she would always change the subject. I knew under the right circumstances, Mari would be able to fulfill her secret fantasy. And, as her friend, I thought I should help her out.

I invited Mari to come up to the cabin with me. I told her that Rick and I had been friends since we were kids. She was glad to get the invite and said she'd be happy to help with the party. After we got the cabin all decorated, I broke the news to her that we would be the only guests, that something had come up for the rest of those who were invited. Mari told me that was fine and that she liked small gatherings anyway.

I had packed party supplies that Mari had not seen. I decided I needed to loosen her up a bit before I broke them open. I fixed us two very large long island ice teas and it didn't take long until Mari was giggling. "Mari," I asked, "Can you give me a hand with these party supplies?"

"Sure," she said. I opened the box which revealed several adult videos, all about anal sex. "Oh, my god," Mari giggled, "are we going to watch dirty movies with Rick?" I told her that was part of the party, that Rick needed to unwind and this would be the perfect way. "I'll be so embarrassed," Mari whispered. "You'll be fine," I told her, "Rick is a gentleman."

We continued unpacking my party box. Mari's eyes opened wide when she took out a tiny pink butt plug. "Is this what I think it is?" she asked me. "Uh, huh," I said and left it at that. I continued pulling more goodies out of the box and presented Mari with a blue spandex dress. "This is for you to wear to the party," I told her. She giggled and spun around with it in front of her. "I'll go put it on," she said and ran off. Mari came back out quickly, spinning around like a fashion model. The blue spandex hugged every inch of her. It was cut low in back to reveal her butt crack and the hem of the dress was so short it let a little cheek peek out. She giggled and asked for another drink. I went and fixed her another drink and then slipped into my outfit. Rick was very patriotic and so I had bought a red white and blue sequined micro mini skirt. For a top I just put red sequined pasties over my nipples. I came out and Mari giggled with delight when she saw me. "Oh, Rick is going to have a mega-boner!" Mari then confided in me that she had fantasized about being with a guy and a girl and that she couldn't believe she might get to really fulfill it. She asked all about Rick, what he liked, how he liked it.

"Well, speaking of Rick, we need to finish up here and turn all the lights out and hide. He will be here in about 5 minutes," I said. And so, we quickly cleaned up, turn the lights out, and hid. Mari and I were behind the couch. She kept giggling. I told her to be quiet, that we didn't want to spoil the surprise. She asked me if Rick was going to be surprised. I told her that he certainly would be, but not as surprised as she would be. Mari asked me why she was going to be surprised. I just smiled and told her that if I told her it wouldn't be a surprise.

We heard Rick's car pull up and then heard his footsteps coming up to the front door. He opened up the door and stepped in. Mari and both jumped up and yelled surprise when he turned the lights on. "Oh, My God!," he gasped. "We're here to celebrate your birthday, baby," I said and I unbuttoned his shirt. Mari didn't have to wait to be asked. She began unbuckling his belt and slipping his trousers off. She was too bashful to pull his boxers down and so I took care of that, taking just a second to circle the head of his growing dick with my tongue.

Mari and each took an arm and led Rick into the den. We sat down on the couch with him and he asked us what we had planned. I told him that we had some movies we wanted to watch and that would get us in the mood to play. I slipped in the first of the anal sex videos. Mari watched intently. I had begun stroking Rick's cock. I reached across him and grabbed Mari's hand. "I could use some help her, girl friend," I told her and placed her hands on his balls. Mari giggled and began massaging Rick's balls. He was beginning to moan a little with delight. "Hold on, baby," I told him, "We've got a long way to go." We took turns, Mari and I, licking and sucking. At one point, Mari had Rick deep in her throat while I had sucked his balls into my mouth. His hips were rotating and giving us all a ride.

Rick looked over at Mari and then over at me. "Damn, life is good," he said, "This is the best birthday I have ever had." And with that, he reached over and grabbed Mari by the back of her hair and pulled her down onto his stiff, throbbing cock. He didn't have to make her, she began going at it and sucking like there was no tomorrow. Her mouth ran up and down the length of his cock, slowly and tightly. Occasionally, she would raise her head up and tickle the head of his cock, teasing him. When she did that he would push her back down. Since Rick's tongue was not busy, I straddled Mari and placed my wet pussy in Rick's face, teasing his tongue to come out and play.

While Mari was still sucking Rick's cock, I whispered in his ear. I told him that Mari was an anal virgin who wanted to get ass fucked. I handed him the little pink butt plug. Rick pulled Mari off his cock. She sat there licking her lips and lunging as his cock for more but he held her back. "Come sit on my lap, baby," he asked Mari playfully. Mari straddled his lap, rubbing her breasts into his chest. Rick took the pink butt plug and slowly eased it into Mari's tight anus. Mari began to struggle and tried to get off Rick's lap. I held her by her arms and eased her back onto Rick's lap. I told her it would be okay. Rick then continued slowly easing the butt plug in and out of her anus, not yet completely inserting it. Mari began breathing heavily. She looked at me liked she wasn't sure if she should like it or not. "Will this make me a bad girl?" she asked. I assured her that it would not, that Rick would think she was a very, very good girl if she let him do this.

Mari then let herself relax. Rick slid the butt plug completely in. Mari had liked the feeling of the plug sliding in and out and so when Rick put it all the way in and then left it she began rotating her hips around trying to increase the sensation. Rick knew that she wanted more action and pulled the plug partially out and then inserted it again, this time with a little more force. Mari responded by rocking her hips into him. "Rick, I think I want more than the plug." Mari begged. Rick turned Mari around and bent her over the coffee table. "Wait," I said, "Two's company but three's even more fun." I bent over the coffee table also. "Take turns with us, Rick," I offered.

With that invitation, Rick gave Mari a little poke and me a big thrust. He reached around and pinched my nipples while he rammed me over and over. "Baby, save some for Mari," I insisted." Rick then began slowly inserting his cock into Mari's tight ass. She reached around and grabbed his hips and pulled him into her, saying "Baby, do it hard." Rick then let it go all the way. In and out, in and out. Mari felt pain and pleasure all at the same time and kept begging for more. Right when he felt he was going to cum, Rick pulled out of Mari's ass and shot his load over both of our asses. He rubbed the cum in and then slapped us both on the tush.

"Thanks for a birthday I will never forget," Rick said as he collapsed on the couch.

A Big Woman's Anal Discoveries

2009-06-10T01:00:00.000-07:00

Everyone has a Dark Side. No matter what they say. Throughout history, we have been bombarded with the message that the Dark Side is to be feared. Well, some of us embrace it. I am such a man. My name is Raphael. Society would call people like myself every name under the sun. Sociopath. Psychopath. Freak. Amoral. Remorseless Individual. Embodiment of the Antisocial Personality Disorder. And you know what? They would be absolutely wrong. I'm very much a social person, and I have a lot of personality. And I love order. See? The scientists are wrong. They almost always are. I call myself a Free Spirit. A man of the world who simply wishes to experience all that life has to offer. Trust me, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that.

The other day, I was on the bus. Just a tall, good-looking young Black man reading a book. There was this obnoxious Black woman who was giving the bus driver a hard time. Now, all the other people on the bus Were trying to avoid the scene. An angry, fat Black chick is a scary thing in urban settings. This woman was not only ugly but she was also fat and obviously didn't know how to dress well. I'm a man with a great sense of fashion and I have very little tolerance for slobs of both sexes. I watched as the ugly fat Black woman went on and on cursing the bus driver. This woman obviously had no Class. You've seen her type before. She is a loser but thinks the world owes her something because she has a pussy. I smiled as she got off. I had originally planned to go on campus and do some work but it looks like I was needed elsewhere. I was going to teach this bitch a lesson.

Now, I despise her kind. It's not because she's Black. I'm a Black man myself and I've known many Black people who are very intelligent and Classy individuals. It's not because she's a woman. I know several highly intelligent, Classy and dignified women. Class has nothing to do with race, gender, sexual orientation or social status. You could be a millionaire and still be trashy. You could also be Harvard-educated and remain a piece of trash. Likewise, a poor farmer could be a Classier man than some rude rich woman you see shopping at the Mall. I despise people who have no Class. They're rude, mean-spirited, obnoxious and have no manners. They've always been very easy to identify. The moment they open their mouths, everyone can tell what they are. I've always despised this breed. And I punish them at every turn.

I followed the rude Black woman as she walked down the streets. When she walked down an alley, I approached her. She turned around and looked at me suspiciously. I smiled at her and told her that I admired her for standing up to the obnoxious bus driver back there. She looked at me and smiled. Could you believe she bought it? She was being rude and obnoxious while the bus driver remained a model of classy gentleman and restrained individual. Yet she felt that she was right. This classless broad obviously seemed to exist in a parallel universe where everything she did was right and anyone who stood up to her was wrong. I smiled. Thank heavens I had come to teach her a lesson.

I told her that I admired a woman who stood up to bad people. She looked at me and told me that she admired handsome men like myself, period. I smiled and looked her up and down. Deep down inside, I felt disgust. Oh, I had nothing against large individuals. I've hooked up with voluptuous women and big handsome men in my days of bisexual experimentation. However, I despised any person, man or woman, who was rude and absolutely classless. I didn't want to go to bed with them. I didn't want to shake their hand. I felt appalled that we breathed the same air. Yet this classless fat broad was looking at me with undisguised lust. She smiled and told me that she didn't think I followed her because I wanted to compliment her. I smiled and asked her to clarify. She went on and told me she thought I wanted a piece of her action, and she was ready to get down. I smiled and nodded. She grinned, and led me deeper into the dark alley.

There we were in the darkness, a man and a woman. I was a classy, educated young man who sought to better himself through education. She was a rude, mean and obnoxious broad with absolutely no class. Her mistake? She thought she was all that. She sat down on a wooden box and told me she wanted to see my dick. I unzipped my pants and whipped out my twelve inches. She gasped when she saw it. Apparently, this was the biggest dick she had ever seen. She told me she couldn't wait to suck it. I smiled. Was I going to let this bitch suck my dick? Hell, no. I didn't know where she had been. If she's the kind of woman who will suck a random man's dick just like that, odds are she might have picked up something on the streets and I don't mean the damn flu. I put on a condom. Even with the condom on, I didn't feel like letting this broad suck my dick. She had halitosis, for one thing. Yeah, she not only had bad breath but she also smelled funky. She was surprised that I didn't want her to give me head. I feigned lack of interest. Desperate to keep me from leaving, she dropped her pants and showed me her hairy pussy. I shook my head. I still didn't want to stick it. Her eyes widened. She asked me if I had cold feet or something. I told her that I'd gotten my dick sucked and shoved my cock into women's pussies before so it was nothing new to me. I was in the mood for something else.

It took her a moment to get it. Since I didn't want her to suck my dick or stuff her pussy with my cock, there was only one other thing I could want. Slowly, it sank into her not-so-bright mind. I wanted to fuck her in the ass. I made it clear to her that if she wanted to feel my twelve inches, the only way was to get on all fours and spread her butt cheeks wide open to receive some anal bliss. Without hesitation, she did as she was told. I grinned as I watched her assume my favorite position. Face down and ass up. I love taking both men and women in this manner. This way, they were completely in my power. I looked at her puckered asshole. It looked quite small. Have no fear, I was going to widen it shortly. I placed my cock against her backdoor, and pushed.

If there's one thing I love it's the awesome sounds that women make when twelve inches of hard black dick goes up their asses. I never get tired of that. I don't know why. This time was no different. I placed my hands on the rude black woman's hips and thrust my cock deep into her asshole. I love fucking assholes. Whether they belong to men or women, it doesn't matter. When you fuck someone in the ass, you completely dominate them. You make them yours. You're in control. You have the power. I discovered this a long time ago and I must say that it's quite intoxicating. Must be why I never get tired of it. I love to fuck asses like I'm a miner drilling for gold. That's how I fucked my latest conquest. I plowed my cock into her butt hole like anal sex was going out of style.

Oh, man. This woman was vocal. She was screaming loud enough to wake the dead as I fucked her in the ass. I really got into her, fucking her like she was some cheap prostitute. I was also happy to discover that something I read in an online men's magazine article had proven to be true. The bigger the woman, the tighter the asshole. I set out to widen this large woman's asshole, purely in the hopes of broadening her horizons, you understand. As I plowed her tight butt hole, I could feel it stretching under the force of my thrusts. I guess that tight anus had to accommodate the bulk of my cock. Man, her asshole was sweeter than I thought it would be. Supple of hole, and wonderfully warm and tight. A pleasure to fuck, to be sure. Her tight asshole gripped my cock tighter than her hand or mouth ever could. I couldn't take it for much longer and finally came, sending my hot cum deep down where the sun doesn't shine.

After I had cum, I slowly withdrew my cock from her ass. She was still panting and sweating. I smiled at her. She looked at me with wide eyes, amazed at my sexual powers. I smiled. What can I say? I've got the power and I know how to use it. I readjusted my clothes and noticed that she was walking up and down the alley, still glowing from sexual heat and cursing, telling how good a fuck I was. I took advantage of this and took her clothes. When she came back to pick them up, I took them and ran. I left her standing there, naked in the alley. I got no idea how she made it to wherever she called home, but I bet getting there must have been fun. That's what she gets for being a classless, rude and obnoxious bitch. Next!

A Big Girl's Romance

2009-06-09T01:00:00.000-07:00

I have been going to college for some time now. I'm a young woman who comes from Mexico. I am kind of new to America. It's alright out here. I don't mind. The weather bothers me sometimes, though. It makes you want to come up with ways to keep warm. My name is Sierra Caliente. My last name means heat. I'd like to tell you of a time when I went in heat.

I met a man named Peter Shanks during my last semester of college. Peter Shanks was a tall, lean guy with blond hair and green eyes. He was a professor of physics. A really nice guy was who was really popular around the campus. He was one of the best teachers ever. I am not that good at anything related to mathematics. Peter Shanks was the teacher who helped me out. I've never been exactly a really outgoing person. I stand five feet eleven inches tall and I weigh exactly two hundred and thirty pounds. I'm a hefty kind of girl but I am rather cute in the face department. My body is curvy and hot. I am a big, beautiful woman. I get noticed by the guys but I'm usually not that interested. I've lost my virginity at the age of eighteen to a man who lived in my neighborhood. He ditched me right after we were done. I actually cared for the bastard. My opinion of the male species wasn't exactly high after that. I was hurting and plunged myself into academics. I guess that's how I won a scholarship to go study in the United States of America.

I came to the prestigious University of Boston. It was a big place. I liked it a lot. It's so different from the small village where I grew up. My scholarship covered not only academics but also room and board. I got a job working as a work study for professor Shanks for extra money. The job paid ten bucks an hour and it wasn't exactly complicated. I took it. That's how I got to know the great mister Shanks. He was a widower. His wife's name was Emily and she died three years ago. They had a couple of children. Twin boys. Anthony and Adam Shanks. They were both in their teens. Professor Shanks didn't date much. He was intriguing, to say the least. He was a nice-looking man and many girls at school liked him but he didn't seem to care. He fascinated me. He was always a gentleman. He was always kind. What was a man like that doing without a good woman by his side? I was determined to help the man out of his self-imposed misery. For the remainder of the semester, I dressed up in a sexy way to get his attention. It didn't seem to work. That really frustrated me. I have a nice body, cute face and a really hot ass. Any man in his right mind should be interested in me. I felt bad. I was about to graduate and there was no way that Peter Shanks was gonna get with me. I wanted him so bad, though. One day, I let one of his friends know that I kind of liked him. The friend blabbed to him, which is exactly what I wanted to happen. Professor Shanks knew that a really hot Mexican chick wanted to get with him. Would he take the bait? I learned that he had a strict policy of not dating at the office.

I was appalled. On one hand, I understand. In America, the guys are careful around the women. Women are always suing for sexual harassment here. Most of the time, these allegations are false. I can understand why the men get nervous. I had an idea. A couple of days before graduation, I sent him a letter. I let him know that I wanted to meet with him at a public place. Just to talk as friends. He accepted and we met there. He was looking good in a suit. I had dressed appropriately for the occasion. We had dinner and talked about a lot of things. I was graduating with a Bachelor's degree in Business Management in a couple of days. Peter Shanks was considering leaving the world of teaching. He wanted to retire to the country. I knew many girls who would miss him. He was such a handsome man. After dinner, I asked him to drop me at my place. Ever the gentleman, he accepted. We went to my dorm and I gave him a drink. The dorm room was big enough for four people and my only roommate was gone. We had the place all to ourselves. I decided to put the moves on Peter. He responded to my feminine charms.

I sat him on the bed and were making out. I was touching him and he was touching me. I was feeling him through his pants. He was really excited. I took my clothes off and showed him my sexy body. He liked what he saw. He got naked really quickly. I looked at his equipment. He had a really big dick. I got down on my knees to taste that bad boy. Peter leaned back while I worked on his member. I sucked his cock and licked his big balls. He had a really big dick. I sucked him off until he came, then decided to give him something to remember me by. I took off and went into the other room, leaving him a bit worried. I came back with some lotion.

He asked me what it was for. I told him. I swear his cucumber-sized dick got even harder. I got down on my hands and knees and he looked at my sexy bubble butt. I spread my ass cheeks wide open and exposed my asshole. He greased me up. I wanted a hot sausage crammed in my shitter and he was the man for the job. He pushed his cock into my lubricated asshole. His dick went into my shithole. I felt it push its way in. He grabbed me by the hips and fucked me in the ass. He plunged his cock deep into my asshole. He fucked me so hard I thought I was going to pass out. He continued to fuck me for a long time, his dick violating my willing bunghole. He came, unleashing his hot poison deep inside my asshole. I screamed my lungs out.

This was the beginning of a really passionate affair for Peter Shanks and me. He was a great lover. I saw him a few more times and then moved from Boston to Atlanta to work for a tax firm. I was glad to have given him a night he would never forget. I never told him this but I did lose my virginity to him, sort of. He was the first man to drive his member up my back door. He wasn't the last, this I can tell you right now. I'm working now and I'm always looking for a lover. A nice man who is terrific in bed. That's the best kind of man.

A Beginning for an End

2009-06-08T01:00:00.000-07:00

Darryl had to admit that his current situation wasn't impossible, or even necessarily unpleasant. He was, after all, in bed with both his saucy little girlfriend Leanne and her roommate, Carla. Additionally, Leanne was lasciviously running her tongue around and into his ears and slowly grinding her curly blond bush against him and tickling him with the bright pink nipples that stood out so contrastingly from her pale D cup breasts. Unfortunately, she was doing this while lying on his back because he was bound hand and foot, spread-eagled face down on the king-size bed that, it now appeared; she shared with Carla in their one-bedroom apartment.

"Well this is a fine mess you've gotten us into, Stanley," floated from deep in his subconscious. This was followed by a heartfelt moan as Leanne's pubic bone thrust especially hard against the base of his spine while her mass of spit-curls flowed down around both sides of his head. Now she was chewing on his earlobe and his own response was achingly stiff and poking him in the belly.

"Gee, Darryl," Carla murmured while gently raking her nails along his ribs, "that's the same thing she likes to do to me. It wouldn't be, by any chance, what you wanted to do to me, too, would it?" She stretched languorously, revealing the six-pack abs and sinewy lines of the rest of her body. Curling up into a sitting position like a rattler getting ready to strike, Carla shook her short, "sensible" brown hair and leaned forward onto her well-muscled arms. "Want to know what I like to do to her?" she asked with a wicked grin.

"Eat her pussy!" Darryl tried to growl but it came out as a pant. Leanne was using her teeth, now, on his ears, the back of his neck and across his shoulders. Any attempt to work up anger or aggrieved resentment was impossible in response to the relentless drive against his buttocks. She was taking her time, building up to a real screamer of an orgasm, he was sure, though out on the frontiers of his awareness was the thought that it seemed she was trying to fuck him doggy style, the way he loved to fuck her.

"Why not?" Carla's voice brought him back. "You do and I'd like to point out that she brags about how good you are. That's saying something, for a guy! However, fun as it is to run my tongue up her wet slit and suck her clit and stick my fingers in her twat to rub her G-spot, that isn't my favorite. And it doesn't really matter whether you want to know what I like to do to her or not. You're going to find out! I think you'll like it, too," she laughed, then leaned forward to kiss him ferociously on his beardless mouth and drive her tongue clear down his throat the way he longed to drive his cock down hers.

The women's relationship should have been all too obvious weeks ago, but it seemed so unlikely that Leanne could have any interest in her own sex. She was compact, voluptuous and oh, so feminine. The crop top and capri's he'd pulled off her half an hour ago were pastel green and the bra and thong under them were covered in lace, though you'd hardly notice once you'd seen the soft mounds bulging out both over the top in front and around behind. He'd sort of challenged her on it during one of their regular arguments about why she wouldn't move in with him. She'd seemed mightily offended at the thought.

"Just because Carla loves sports and works out a lot, you think somehow this makes her a Les? And what if she was? What's that got to do with us? I don't want to move with you because the time we spend making love (she'd actually used that term!) is very special to me and I don't want it to become routine. But it if it isn't good enough for you . . ."

"No, no! It's wonderful. If you'd rather leave things the way they are, fine." Darryl had known he was in trouble and was back-pedaling as fast as he could. "I just thought . . . "

"You thought Carla and I were an item and you were jealous!" Leanne had advanced on him with fire in her eyes and her chin stuck out. The deep breaths she was taking pushed her boobs out and up against the V-neck in her flowered blouse completely distracting Darryl from the clenched fists at her sides. She swung her right hand up against his face with a resounding smack! "You owe me, mister, you owe me big time!"

Poor Darryl was undone. "I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you mad. I apologize. I'll go apologize to Carla if you want, on my knees if you want, I'll do anything. You name it, I'll do it!" Panic at the thought of losing her echoed though his voice and that must have been the time Leanne had her devious inspiration. Somehow he found himself agreeing to a series of evenings as their butler at their apartment. Heaven knew the idea that he might have gotten them both in bed has crossed the extremes of his imagination more than once but any thought that it might happen three Saturdays later had a probability approaching zero at infinity.

"I'm cumming, God, I'm cumming!" screamed Leanne in his ear and the juices from her pussy flowed over his ass and down the backs of his thighs. Her spasms seemed to go on forever while Carla kept sucking at his tongue and his upper lip like a vacuum cleaner gone mad.

"Damn, that was hot" Carla finally let go of Darryl's face. "You are the horniest little thing, Leanne. Is that the way you two are all the time?" She reached over to the bedside table and pulled out a tube of lube. Spreading some on her hand, she reached down under him and grasped his pikestaff manhood. "Mmmm," she hummed as she stroked his length with excruciating slowness, "this is going to be even more fun that you said."

Darryl wasn't sure how it had all come together. The first two Saturday evenings of his penance had been quite formal. He'd put a suit and tie over his slender frame, stopped by which ever takeout Leanne had chosen to pick up dinner for three and climbed the stairs to their apartment. As the women sipped their champagne and gossiped, he's set the table, dished up the food, poured the wine and putting a white napkin over his wrist announced dinner. He'd served both of them salad, main course, dessert, after dinner drinks and then washed up, only eating his own meal when all the work was finished. He'd then asked if there was anything else they wanted and, being dismissed, gone home to his own place, alone. Tonight, though, had been different. This time they had wanted something else . . . him!

"You've been very good, dear," Leanne had smiled up at him, "and I think you deserve something in return." She had slowly reached up and loosened his tie while Carla had pressed her body against his back and then reached around to first remove his coat, and then to unbutton his shirt. "Strip me, baby!" Leanne had commanded and as Darryl rushed to obey, freeing her luscious body from the achingly sexy outfit she'd been teasing him with all evening, he felt Carla's strong hands unfasten his belt and in a single sure pull whisk off both his trousers and his boxer shorts. Once he and Leanne were naked they turned to Carla and, while she beamed at both of them, unzipped her plush coverall to reveal that underneath she wore nothing at all.

They'd tumbled into bed, groping and kissing when suddenly each woman had grabbed one of Darryl's slight wrists and tethered him to the headboard. Then as Leanne climbed aboard and began to kiss, bite, rub and hump him, Carla had fastened a cuff to each ankle and stretched him out on the sheets. Then she took up her position at his right and watched contentedly while Leanne enjoyed Darryl's body, though not in the way he would have otherwise expected.

Now Carla stood up, stretched again, and going to the closet, turned to Darryl and purred "This is what I like to do to her!" She reached into the closet and took out a fair-sized black satin satchel. Unclasping the top, she reached in and began pulling things out. First was a leather harness that she stepped into and buckled on. It cupped her spare breasts and criss-crossed her belly, ending in a large, shiny metal ring around her shaved sex. Next Carla removed a black silk mask and tied it, Zorro-style, over her face. A pair of thigh-length boots followed as Darryl's eyes got bigger and bigger and finally she pulled out a Nexus™ double-ended dildo and, sliding the smaller end up her sopping pussy, snapped the metal ring over the end. "You're going to love this!", she grinned.

"No, no, wait, I'm not like that!" Darryl squeaked. Being sodomized by a bisexual female athlete had never been in his fantasies at all.

"Relax, honey" whispered Leanne. "Not only won't it hurt, you'll like it. Trust me. I'm an expert."

Turning his head away from the leather and chrome apparition that dominated the other side of the bed, Darryl saw that Leanne also had a silk bag. From it she withdrew three smooth, shiny vibrators and another tube of lubricant. The three vibrators were a set, increasing in diameter and taking the smallest; Leanne generously covered it with gel. Then, kissing him gently on the ear, she spread his buttocks and placed the tip against his puckered star. Turning the little machine on, she held it there until the sphincter muscles began to relax and slowly pushed it in.

"Oooooh!" Darryl groaned. He'd heard that some guys actually liked their girlfriends to give them prostrate massages or even to use dildo-harnesses on them but he's always labeled such men latent queers. Now he found that the sensations were hot, hot, hot! Lifting his butt against Leanne's hand he whimpered with pleasure.

"Higher!" commanded Carla and she pushed a bolster under his hips. Leanne withdrew the smallest vibrator, and with a wink greased up the middle-sized one and eased it in.

Again Darryl groaned in ecstasy as the buzzing device sent its effect through his prostrate and up the shaft of his erection. A few minute more of this and he's cum all over the sheets, he knew it. The women seemed to know it, too, and Leanne withdrew the vibrator.

"Never mind the big one," announced Carla, "he's ready." Turning his head again, Darryl saw that she had generously applied nearly half a tube of KY to her silicone phallus and was climbing onto the bed between his legs. Leaning over him she put the head of the dildo against his anus and with a single, slippery thrust drove her hipbones against his ass.

"God!" screamed Darryl but instead of spewing his seed all over the bed, he found that Leanne had shoved her fingers stiffly into his perineum giving him an orgasm without ejaculation. He was still erect . . . and horny . . . and being fucked! Soon Carla let out a howl of climax and dropped onto his back, kissing his ears and neck then turning his head to kiss his mouth as fiercely as she had done earlier.

"It's your turn, now, baby." She murmured as she reached up to unfasten the cuffs that held his wrists while Leanne released his ankles. They pulled him off the bed and onto his feet. Then, slipping a condom onto his pulsating cock with an affectionate squeeze asked, "So who do you want first?"

"You!" he growled as he grabbed for Carla's shoulders. Laughing, she slipped out of his grasp and hopping up on the bed presented her ass to his lustful gaze. Leanne stepped forward with an applicator and filled Carla's puckered rectum with lubricant then added some more to Darryl's engorged phallus. Then she spread Carla's cheeks to improve her (male) lover's aim.

"Let her have it!" she commanded. Unmindful of any possible discomfort he might cause, Darryl put his cock against Carla's anus and grabbed her hips. With a roar and a single thrust, the sent himself into her until his balls banged against her pussy. Ignoring her scream and the following whimpers, he began to pound her unmercifully. Soon he could feel the passion rise as his shoulders began to tingle and the pressure increased in his loins. Just as he released, the familiar stab of Leanne's fingers hit the base of his balls and again darkness and stars flashed around his brain but still he drove on.

"O.K., you can pull out now, it's my turn." Leanne once more plastered her sweaty body against his back only this time she grabbed his hip bones and pulled back, withdrawing his still swollen cock from her roommates abused ass. Pushing him into a waiting chair, she turned and expertly impaled her well greased bottom onto his waiting manhood. "Let it go, let it go, fuck me, fuck meeeeeee . . .!" she screamed until, with a final howl of lust he emptied himself into her bowels.

Leanne got off and the two women gently took their new toyboy into the shower and cleaned him and each other off. They led him to the bed, put him in the middle and pulled the sheet up over him but he was asleep before it reached his shoulders.

"Will he do?" asked Leanne from Carla's lap. Carla palmed Leanne's full breast and twisted one of her pink nipples into attention.

"Do? He's going to be great! Can you imagine the response we'll get when we bring him to the AC-DC night at the Swinger's Club? A couple more sodomy sessions like this one, longer hair and a whole body shave . . . Doll, we've got an androgyne to play with!"

A Battle of The Sexes

2009-06-07T01:00:00.000-07:00

My name is Francesca Brown and I simply love big men. They're my personal fetish. Something about a big and tall man simply gets me going. I'm a big girl myself. I'm six-foot-one and I am a somewhat chunky ( but funky and sexy) girl. My skin is dark brown and I have long black hair which I keep braided. When it comes to my physical attributes, I'm 32-26-38. I trust you know what these numbers mean. I have a story to share with you. It's about me and some of my most recent adventures.

It's hard for me to find what I am looking for. There aren't a lot of guys who are down for the kind of action that I like. I am a very physical person. Oh, don't think of me as a violent psycho. I'm not. I simply like to get down and sometimes I get quite wild. I placed an ad on the Internet and set up about meeting the kind of man who was down for what I had in mind. We agreed to meet at a restaurant in downtown Boston. I went there, dressed in a black shirt and blue jeans. And I waited. I didn't have long to wait.

My date had arrived, minutes after I sat down. He was a tall, good-looking man but most importantly, he was big. I introduced myself as Francesca Brown. His name was Evans Marcus. He was a lawyer in the city and he once played college football. Evans was a big guy, standing around six-foot-three and weighing 250 pounds. He had black hair, pale blue eyes and blond-white hair. He was very handsome and appeared to be in his early thirties. We talked a bit about our lives. I told him that I was a police officer with the Boston police department. He was rather intrigued. I told him that I liked living dangerously.

Evans told me that he was a confirmed bachelor and didn't believe in marriage. I told him that I had similar views. I was a single, heterosexual black woman who didn't want to be tied down to anybody. I liked my freedom. I didn't want to marry or have children. I liked my independence. And I loved sex. I took him home and showed him my porn collection. Yes, I liked porn. I had straight, gay and bisexual videos. I didn't have dyke porn because chicks with chicks did nothing for me. I liked watching men with women or men with men. Male sexuality, whether heterosexual, bisexual or homosexual, has always appealed to me. I loved men. I liked dick.

Evans and I discussed some of the specifics of what I had in mind. I like competition. It can heighten sexual desire. Evans and I stripped naked and went down to my basement. That's where we began to wrestle on the padded floor. We were both large people. He was a big and strong man. I was a big and strong woman. Although I didn't tell him this, I weighed around 230 pounds and had plenty of practice as a wrestler. We grappled. At first, he went easy on me. Big mistake. I dove for his legs, knocked him on his back and took him down. Evans looked at me, surprised. I got up and offered him a hand. He took it and looked at me with surprise. He demanded a rematch. We wrestled one more time. This time, he went against me with all of his strength. He was a lot stronger than me but I had more technique. I scored an escape. He came after me, and although I tried to evade him, he ended up pinning me. He had won. He was smiling. It's easy to smile when you're the winner.

What he doesn't know is that I fully expected him to win and wouldn't have gone to bed with him if he wasn't a rough, dominant male. It doesn't matter if females become company leaders or if they're hookers on a corner, they will only respect a man strong enough to stand up to them and show them who's the boss. Don't buy into the gender equality bullshit. Men have to be men. And that's the bottom line. I wanted to give this man some booty. He had earned it.

But first he had to give me some booty. Evans wasn't too keen on my idea but I told him that he would definitely like it. He had seen my collection of strap on videos and thought they were okay. Like most men, he liked having his prostate tickled. He didn't want to admit it, though. I sucked his cock and licked his balls. While sucking him, I fingered his ass. When he came, I drank his seed. Finally, he was ready to get down to my kind of freaky action. I asked him to get on all fours and let me have a go with his ass. He did what I said.

I grabbed my strap on dildo and a bottle of lube. I greased up his ass and then slid the dildo into him. To his credit, Evans didn't scream when I began to fuck his ass with the strap on. He stroked himself while I fucked him. We went at it for some time. He was tense at first, but then he began to like it. He relaxed and enjoyed what I was doing to him. Finally, I pulled the dildo out of his. Evans got up. As I thought, his cock was rock hard. I smiled. My turn to get fucked.

I got down on all fours and shook my big sexy black ass in front of Evans. I told him to fuck my ass. He didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed me by the hips and parted my big cheeks with his rough hands. He spread my cheeks and rubbed his cock against my asshole. Then, he shoved his cock up my ass. Evans began fucking me. He thrust his cock into my asshole, and shoved it deep. I loved getting fucked in the ass. I enjoy having a cock in my butt hole. I think I love it as much as I love shoving a dildo up a man's ass. Fortunately for me, with most of my lovers, I had the chance to do both. Evans fucked my ass hard. I screamed. I felt like his cock was tearing me in half. He was pounding into me with fury. It was as if he was punishing me for fucking him earlier. I knew that's what he was doing. And I was loving it. He slammed his cock into my ass for a long time, then he finally came. I felt his hot cum flood my asshole. It was wonderful. I screamed loud enough to wake the dead.

A couple of hours later, Evans and I showered and parted ways. We wouldn't see each other again. The house he thought was mine was actually a place I rented under another name. It's a place I used to bring my dates for sexual encounters. I called it the Hot Fun House. I had many fond memories of that place. I remember this guy whom I took there. His name was Stephen Daniels. He was a big and tall black man. A heavyweight boxer who was once a financial analyst. What a change of career. We had a lot of fun together in the basement.

I remember putting on boxing gloves and going up against this boxer. Stephen Daniels was a professional boxer. He was a six-foot-six, 250-pound black man. He was single and really popular with the ladies. We fought against each other for several rounds. I was tough. He was real tough himself. He had beaten dozens of tough guys in the ring. Hell, he'd even beat up some large female boxer who challenged him. The media gave him some crap for that but he didn't care. He was a roughneck. He wasn't holding back at all. He was hammering my head, chest and belly with blows. This boxer was a real fighter and he would never hold back against anyone, man or woman. I liked that.

I put up a real fight. I was a pretty good boxer. He won but I didn't get knocked out. We were both bleeding and covered with sweat. We fucked like hell afterwards. I had lost so I didn't get to use my dildo on him. He got to fuck my mouth, my pussy and my ass. I shiver with pleasure when I remember this hunky boxer's ten-inch black dick going up my asshole. He had bent me over a bench, spread my big ass cheeks open and shoved his cock up my ass. He fucked me like a man possessed. I screamed loud enough to wake the dead. He was punishing my ass. He was making me his bitch. And I loved every moment of it. Stephen was a great lover. His woman should count herself lucky.

Yes, I've had a lot of good adventures with men in the Hot Fun House. Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose. Regardless of the outcome, I always get to suck on a hard dick and I get to feel that dick pounding my pussy and my ass later. It's a hell of a lot of fun. I know some of you people must think I'm sick but all I can say is don't knock it until you try it. Trust me on that one.

A Bath Time Story

2009-06-06T01:00:00.000-07:00

We lived in an old office space. It was small but big enough for a bed room, a sitting area, a desk and a make shift kitchen. We had no hot water, and the bathroom consisted of the basic toilet and small wall hung sink.

Every evening we would take a walk. One night it was very humid and when we returned home I complained about my underarms being irritated from sweat.

"I can't wait till my shower tomorrow. My pits are raw from sweating!" I told him. I would go shower at my mother's house a few miles away three or four times a week. He was a member of the local YMCA. He showered after his workouts four or five times a week.

While I unloaded the items we had purchased from the local shop on our way home from our walk, he took the coffee carafe and filled it with water. This he poured into the coffee maker and turned it on. While the water dripped through he washed up the morning coffee cups sitting in the bathroom sink. By then the water had finished running through the maker and was hot. He took a medium size glass mixing bowl, set it in the bathroom sink, and poured the hot water in it.

He called me over and pulled my tee shirt over my head, then unhooked my bra. He sat me on the edge of the bed, removed my shoes and socks. Then he pushed me onto my back, unzipped my jeans, and pulled them off. I was still laying on the bed as he slid his hands under me and tugged at my panties, running his tongue down my belly while slipping them along my thighs to my feet and off. He spread my legs and licked my pussy sending a little wave of excitement over me. He stopped, stood up, reached out a hand to me, and said, "Come get your bath."

I followed him into the tiny bathroom. He put the lid down on the toilet and spread a towel over it.

"Sit down," he commanded. He took a wash cloth and dipped it in the bowl of hot water. Taking a bar of soap he made lather on the cloth. Taking my left arm he raised it and gently washed my arm and pit. The cloth was warm and soothing and the soap smelled clean & fresh. He rinsed the cloth and wiped soap from my skin. "Turn to the other side." he demanded.

I slid around so he could reach my right side. Again he dipped the cloth into the hot water and rubbed the bar of soap to make more lather.

After he finished washing and rinsing my right arm and pit he said, "Move to the edge of the seat so I can wash your pussy." I slid over until my ass was barely on the edge of the toilet seat. "Spread your legs" he commanded. I did as I was told. Rinsing and soaping up the cloth a third time he gently ran it between my legs and rubbed my pussy.

"Wait, that's not the cloth!" I yelped nervously. "No, it isn't" he said as he pushed his fingers deeper inside me. I squirmed as he withdrew his fingers, and put them in his mouth and sucked them clean. "Your pussy tastes good," he said as he rinsed the cloth again. After wiping away the soap between my legs, he rinsed the cloth for the last time.

"Stand up, face the wall. Lean against it and spread your legs!" he said firmly. Again I did as I had been commanded. He took the cloth and ran it between the cheeks of my ass. While doing so he ran his finger across my butt hole. Putting the cloth down, he pressed his finger against my hole again. I resisted a little, and he put his mouth close to my ear and said softly, "Shall I get the jelly?"

As he spoke my mind drifted for a moment. I felt the coolness of the cinder block wall on my chest and face, and the heat of his body on my back, the touch of his finger prodding my anus. He was speaking, but the words didn't register in my mind, just his tone, telling me about what I wanted, what I needed. Suddenly I felt a tongue on my pussy! I opened my eyes and jumped a little. I could smell sweetness in the air. Ginger? Gardenia? I heard a feminine laugh.

"Spread your feet apart," he said softly. "Make room for her." I don't know how he did it, but his voice could conjure people and things, and I could see and feel them in my mind. My cheek and hands were pressed against the wall, but I could see her, crouched on the floor under me, licking my clit like candy. He knew how hot she made me, and how it made me want him all the more. I heard her giggle as she began to wiggle up the wall, facing me, running her tongue up my belly with little nibbles along the way.

As she slid up the wall, her body pushed mine back, into him. He was running his tongue down my back to the little cleft above my ass. I shivered, feeling the fur of his chest slide over my ass, knowing he was going to kneel down and run his tongue over my butt hole. Now she is up to my breasts, sucking one at a time into her mouth, gently biting the nipple sending little shock waves through my body. Again she giggled, sliding up to face me, her back against the wall, her tits pressed into mine, her hands on my waist. She kissed me, gently, her lips just brushing mine, her tongue just barley touching mine, just a tease of a kiss.

I could smell the sweetness her hair as she nuzzled into my neck. I wanted to run my hands over her body, feeling her smooth skin, but I knew if I did, he would stop licking and probing my bottom. I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more, and I wanted his cock in my ass. I wanted her, I wanted both of them, and I wanted to devour them. He knew I wanted her, he knew I wanted him; he was making me wait, to beg him to fuck me. He wanted to watch me get hotter and wetter, knowing I wanted them both so badly.

My mind was getting cloudy and it was hard to breath. She was pressed against me, he was moving, getting up off the floor. "Come here" he commanded. I didn't want to move from her body, my arms stiff from holding them at head level for so long.

"Go," she whispered to me, pushing me away. "Go, I'll be along in a while."

"Yes" I moaned, "please get the jelly" He laughed and pulled me away from the wall, turning me to face him. His cock was hard, standing out, beckoning to me. "I want you" I said, "I want your cock in my ass, I want it now, please!"

He smiled, took my hand and drew me to him. He wrapped his strong arms around me. "You'll get what you need, I will fill you up, " he whispered in my ear and scooped me up like a rag doll and carried me to the bed.

Laying me face down on the bed, he curled beside me. "Did you enjoy your bath?" he asked as he stroked my back. "Oh yes! I loved it," I said as I anticipated his next move. He ran his hand over my butt cheeks and slipped his fingers between my legs.

"Did you like it when I licked your ass hole?" he asked. Sucking in my breath, feeling him stoke my tight little hole, "Yes, yes!" I gasped. His fingers probed my hole as I squirmed, trying to push against them.

My heart beat faster, as I could feel his fingers, first pushing into my pussy, "mmm, you are very wet!" he whispered, then pushing into my eager butt hole. "There! Is that what you wanted?" He pushed harder. I tried to answer but was not able to, I could only think about his fingers, wanting more. He started pumping his fingers in and out of me, going deeper and harder with each stroke, all the while whispering in my ear, "That's what you want! I know what you need. You need to be butt fucked. I'll give it you. I'll fuck your tight little hole!"

My desire was building, I wanted to touch myself, I wanted to cum. Still lying face down on the bed I tried to slide my hand to my clit. It was difficult, not much room to move, he was pressing me into the bed with each thrust of his fingers. I finally was able to wiggle my hand to my clit and began to rub, but I needed more room to move my hand, to get to the right spot! I wanted to feel him fucking me. I wanted his cock. I raised my butt up to give my hand more room. He thrust harder into my ass. I could smell the sweetness again. I could hear her laugh. I felt like I was being tossed in the ocean as the tide was coming in. Suddenly I came, rising up almost bent double as I pressed my throbbing clit.

I dropped back down on the bed, dragging my hand out from under my body. I put my fingers to my mouth, licked them and felt the desire returning. He pulled my cheeks apart so he could lick my tender hole. His tongue made slow circles and then pushed inside. He moved back, rolled me over, and kissed me, pushing his tongue deep in my mouth. I could taste myself in his kiss. "Please" I whispered, "please put your cock in me!" He reached over and pulled a pillow to us. Lifting my bottom, he slipped it under me.

He lay on top of me and his cock slipped into my wet pussy.

"You are so hot! I don't think we will need the jelly!" He pushed himself up onto his knees, pulled out, and put the head of his cock against my butt hole.

"Please!" I whimpered again. He pushed, slowly, letting me relax and stretch open. His cock was so hard, it felt so hot, and it felt so big, opening me up. I wanted him to push hard and fast, but he took his time, slowly, allowing me to feel every inch on his huge cock as it penetrated my ass. I took it, breathless, waiting, knowing he would bottom out, and then it would begin. Then he would fuck me the way I needed to be fucked.

He began pumping, holding my bent knees, as I pushed against each thrust. I reach down to my clit and began to rub. Almost immediately I felt the rush of the water, smelled her perfume, and heard her laugh. He felt my ass get tight, "That's it baby, show me what you need!" he said as he pounded my butt hole. Stretching my legs out onto his shoulders and raising my ass off the bed, I came! It was so deep, hard, and delicious. I fell back on to the bed, pulling my knees up again. "Was that good, Baby?" he asked. "mmm" I nodded. "Do you want more?" he asked.

I smiled, "Please?"

90 Seconds of Lust

2009-06-05T01:00:00.000-07:00

We walked into the elevator with a crowd of other people heading to the theater on the fifth floor. You stood in front of me, and I could smell your hair. I moved my face closer, noticing your luscious bare shoulder, and neck, and had to bite my tongue to stop from sinking my teeth into your flesh. I breathed the scent of your hair in deeply, and my cock surged and began to press against my jeans hard.

Everyone's eyes were glued to the numbers as we went up floor by floor, and I said to myself, 'Fuck it,' and slid my hand up over the waist band of your jeans, and slowly down towards your ass. You stiffened, and gasped—but quickly muffled it so that no one would notice. My fingers moved down into the groove of your ass, and I slid my little finger into you, and you pressed back against me hard so that I was pinned to the wall.

You grabbed my cock through my jeans with an iron grip, and I pushed my fingers further into the back of your jeans almost up to my elbow. I pushed my thumb steadily into your wet crack . . . and then the doors of the elevator opened . . .

The elevator quickly emptied out, and I yanked my hand out of your pants. You began to walk towards the opening of the elevator, but I put my left hand, my thumb still hot and slick with your juice, on your shoulder and stopped you, and I pressed the button for the twelfth floor with my right.

Some people tried to enter the elevator, but I shook my head and shut the doors on them. Before the doors were fully closed my lips were crushing yours, and our tongues furiously slapping each other. Our breath came in short sharp gasps, and you grabbed my head with both hands and pulled my mouth harder into yours, your tongue thrusting so far into my mouth that I felt like you were fucking my face over and over . . .

I shoved my hands up your shirt, and wrenched your bra up off your tits, and grabbed them roughly, squeezing them hard. I spun you around to face the mirrored wall of the elevator, and glanced up at the lights of the floors going by as we headed to the top floor . . . we only had seconds left before the doors would open again, and someone might get on . . .

I grabbed the front of your jeans, and practically ripped off the button getting it undone, and only half unzipped you before I was yanking your pants and g-string down. I looked up to see your eyes in the wall mirror staring at me intensely, and I spit in the palm of my hand and lubed up the head of my cock.

"Fuck me, fuck my pussy!" you said in a half-strangled voice.

"No." I said, and your eyes bulged as I spread your ass wide open, and slid the head of my cock into the opening of your ass, the tight ring of muscle yielding to the slow force of my entry.

"Do it, fuck my ass! Fuck it!" You said violently, and I rammed my cock all the way past the ring of muscle that guarded the entrance, burying my cock deep inside you.

I began thrusting my hips so hard that the sounds of my hips striking your ass echoed around the elevator. Your ass sucked greedily at my cock, swallowing it to the hilt with every thrust. The slick smooth pressure of your ass gripping my cock pushed me to the brink of coming, and I grabbed one of your tits with my left hand, while my right hand rubbed your soaking clit in vicious circles—

And you came. Hard. The second your ass started pulsing around my cock with the power of your orgasm, I took my soaking wet fingers from your clit and shoved two of them into your mouth, making you suck on your juices as I pulled your head back to my face.

I thrust even harder into your ass, as another orgasm wracked your entire body with a violent shuddering release, my mouth sucking furiously on your neck, my fingers fucking your mouth as you sucked on them, lost in the moment—and then I was cumming inside your ass. I could feel my cum jetting deep inside you, and you began whimpering incoherently as I moaned hard into the flesh of your neck, biting and sucking at the same time, lost in the taste of your flesh . . .

And then the bell rang, and the doors opened—to an empty hallway. Shocked, we quickly separated, my cock slipping out of your ass, cum sliding out to make a pool on the floor.

We began giggling a little hysterically, completely overwhelmed with the lust of what had just happened in the span of ninety seconds . . . and we zipped up, buttoned up, and arranged ourselves as the elevator headed back to the floor of the theater, where we exited the elevator faces flushed and sweaty, grinning like fools, and you turned to me and said,

"Let's sit in the back row . . ." And you licked your lips slowly . . . and my cock twitched, and began to get hard again . . .

4 Degrees

2009-06-04T01:00:00.000-07:00

Roger was in a flurry of moods. He had just gotten home and he was still taken aback by what had just happened. He was one who had to tell people every detail of his life, much like a woman. Thus, the first thing that came to mind was to call his friend Tony. He picked up the phone and dialed his number.

Hours before this, Roger could be found at the Wherehouse. He had heard a lot of Tool's new album on the radio and decided to purchase it. As he was doing so, he ran into a friend of his girlfriend's.

Teresa. What a bitch. She would have liked nothing better than breaking he and Amber up. Why this was Roger wasn't entirely sure, but this was certainly something he didn't need.

"Oh,..hi Roger."

She was holding a Counting Crows CD. Roger hated them. He often marveled at how they were total opposites. They had absolutely nothing in common. For all that though, she had a great ass.

"Hi, Teresa."

Neither of them really had much to say. They were mere acquaintances, and not even friendly ones at that. "So," Teresa began, "is Amber around?"

Roger shook his head. "She stayed home. I think she's feeling sick."

"Ah."

Roger was amazed. No sarcastic comment had exited her lips. Maybe she was a bitch because of Amber. Now that he thought of it, this was the first time he had spoken to Teresa without Amber's presence. It seemed as though she was just trying to be friendly, which was an odd thing for her to do after six months of being a bitch to him for no apparent reason. Roger wasn't one to hold a grudge though; he saw no real reason to not be nice back.

"So, how've you been?" he asked.

"I'm good, thanks," she replied. "Yourself?"

"Good," he answered. He was puzzled not only by her friendliness but by her nervousness too.

Why did she seem so nervous?

Teresa was in front of him in line and was about to be rung up. She turned to say something, but the clerk called to her, and she turned back. Roger wasn't sure of what he should do. He saw this as a great way to build a friendship between them, though, and thought that something was in order. She bought her CD and was about to leave.

"Wait," Roger called. "You wanna wait while I buy this?"

A faint mile appeared on her face.

"Maybe afterwards we could get a cup of coffee or something," he continued.

"Sure," she answered. "I'll wait outside."

Roger watched the sway of her ass as she walked out. Her tight black skirt greatly accentuated her gorgeous lower body, and her top barely concealed her bursting breasts. He remembered that when he met her and Amber that Amber was the pretty one and Teresa was the one with the knockout body. He shook this from his mind, though. If he was going to try and get closer to Amber's friends, it wouldn't be the best choice to fuck them.

He bought the CD and walked out, finding Teresa in front. "So," she asked, "where do you want to go?"

He hesitated. "Starbucks is right across the street..."

"Works for me," Teresa smiled. "Let's go."

They walked across the street, talking of the weather. When they got inside even, their conversation didn't stop expanding. Roger found it extremely bizarre. They sat in stools adjacent to each other and kept talking until Teresa told a joke that had them both in tears. They sat silent for a moment until Roger spoke up.

"Uh, Teresa," he started, "I have to ask you... why did you always act like such a bitch in front of Amber? You're so nice."

Teresa's smile disappeared. "You really want to know?" she asked.

"Of course," Roger answered.

"Well," she began, rubbing the back of her neck, "I kind of had a thing for you when I met you, and to be truthful, I still do."

Roger blushed. "Shit, if I had known that, I would've had a much harder choice on my hands with you and Amber."

She smiled. Her hand found its way down to Roger's inner thigh and she started rubbing his penis through his pants. She looked back up into his face. "You want to go to my place?"

Roger was surprised by this move. "Sure," he said, suddenly overcome with lust. They stood up and grabbed each other's hands as they walked out.

Hand in hand they walked to Teresa's car across the street. "I can give you a lift back to your car later," she huskily told Roger. He nodded stupidly and got in. He really couldn't help himself; he didn't know what it was that was alluring him to this forbidden fruit except that he liked it.

To Roger the car drive seemed to last a bit too long. Sitting in the passenger's seat, his hand found its way to her leg. His fingers dragged up her leg, finding their way inside her skirt. Teresa laughed, but a little nervously. "Rog, I'm trying to drive."

"I don't care," Roger said lightly. His fingers found the cotton panties between her legs and rubbed them gently. He felt her pussy lips and felt the panties get a little damper. Teresa's leg jerked sharply as she let out a squeal. "Stoppit, Roger," she squeaked frantically. He pushed a little harder with his fingers and smiled slyly. She moaned and tightened her grip on the wheel, determined not to lose her concentration, despite the marvelous job Roger was doing. Roger slipped one of his fingers into her panties and caressed her clit. Without warning The car turned quickly and almost crashed into a brick wall. "Stop!!" Teresa screamed, but with a huge smile on her face. Roger stopped and slowly pulled his hand out. It was covered in her liquid. He brought his fingers to his lips and licked them. "Mmmm," he uttered. "I can't wait."

Finally they arrived at Teresa's apartment. They groped and kissed roughly in front as Teresa fumbled for the keys. Eventually she pulled them out of her purse and unlocked the door. They stumbled in clumsily, almost drunk on each other. Roger shut the door and shoved Teresa onto the sofa. Teresa pulled her panties down to her ankles and lifted her skirt up to her waist. he freed one leg from her undergarment and rested it up on the bridge of the couch. Immediately, Roger's face dove in between her legs and buried his tongue inside her. Teresa let out a gratified moan and pulled roughly on Roger's hair. "Move," she muttered between gasps.

Teresa grabbed Roger's legs and directed them to the opposite arm of the couch. He moved them and his crotch was positioned over her face. She opened her eyes and pulled Roger's cock out. It was almost fully erect, and its resting space took up almost the entire left side of her face. "Jesus, Rog, no wonder Amber raves about sex with you," she gasped. Teresa leaned her head back and tried to fit in as much of Roger's manhood as possible. She got about half in and sucked it like a straw as viciously as possible. Teresa could barely move her head, but she tried anyway and was rewarded by deep grunts from Roger. She felt herself about to cum as Roger did, and Roger was the first to lose it. His semen flooded her mouth and as she gulped it down she was pushed over the edge as well. Her nectar hit Roger and sailed straight down his throat. Teresa cleaned him off as her orgasm wound down and Roger did likewise. He got up off of her and removed his pants slowly. She lifted her shirt up just to her shoulders and undid her bra so she could rub on her nipples. The sight of this got Roger good and hard again, and he go back between her legs.

"Wait," she said.

Roger looked up at her.

"...I want you to do something that I haven't done before," she whispered.

Roger nodded. "What?"

There was a pause. "I..I want you to fuck me in the ass," she continued, seemingly nervous. "Just do it like that," she went on, "I want it just like this."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes...god, I'm so turned on right now, just do it!"

Roger took orders very well, so the second these words escaped her lips the head of his cock was at her anus. Ever so slowly he entered her, and her body quickly tightened as she dug her nails into his arms.

"Oh, fuck, it's so good!"

Her ass was so tight. Roger knew that he was going to cum fast inside her, so he decided to take it slow. She was going insane beneath him, though, and he wasn't even all the way in.

Deeper and deeper he penetrated her tight little asshole and she screamed in pleasure. Her arms raised to dig her nails into his chest now, leaving marks all over his body. His thrusts grew faster and faster at her demand until Roger knew he couldn't last and he came again. As he emptied his load into her ass, they heard the stairs squeaking. Immediately Teresa started screaming louder. "Rape!"

'What the hell is she doing?' he wondered, until the door burst open, and Amber was standing there.

"Help me, Amber!" Teresa shrieked.

Finally he realized it was a setup, but far too late. The last thing he remembered was Teresa smiling slyly up at him right before Amber rendered him unconscious with a bat.

Roger awoke in a police squad car, curdled up in a ball and handcuffed. He moved his arms up to his front underneath his legs and noticed that his hands were loosely done, possibly because he had been knocked out when they found him. He tightened his hands in a fashion that made them the same size as his wrists. Once he did that, he pulled his hands free ad placed them back behind him, waiting for them to stop. When the car did finally stop, he saw the policemen on either side get out.

"Oh, looks like he's awake," one said.

"Too bad," said the other as he reached into his pocket for his keys. Roger figured on him opening the door so he faced him. When h open the door, Roger exploded into action and kicked the cop in the face, knocking him back, thankfully in a silent manner. He grabbed the officer's gun and walked over to his partner. The partner finally turned to see what was happening, but it was too late. He turned to see a gun aimed at him and froze. Roger looked at the officer on the ground quickly. "Get up!" he yelled. Slowly he got up, and at gunpoint he cuffed them to each other and the car bumper. With that he ran as fast as his legs would carry him to his car. Mercifully, he still had his keys and wallet, and his car was relatively close. 'Damn, these were some dumb cops,' he thought to himself.

Finally after about ten minutes of running at a constant speed, Roger reached his car. He leaped in through the open window and sped towards home, the tires squealing into the night air. He lit a cigarette for the short trip and tried to relax. Thankfully he saw no police cars on the way to his house and once he arrived he slammed the door behind him and locked it three times. The first thing he thought to do was call his friend Tony; at the moment it was the best thing he could do. He picked up the phone and dialed the number, twitching impatiently. Finally Tony answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Roger."

"Roger! What's up?"

"I just got the new Tool album, man!"

15 Minutes Of Distraction

2009-06-03T01:00:00.000-07:00

I'm sitting in my office, tired after a very long day. Luckily, it has been a productive one...I did not have useless meeting all day today, and my desk is almost clear. Wow, could it stay this way for a while, I wonder?

I am tired, but pleasantly so. My thoughts wander away from work as I stare out the window overlooking the downtown pedestrian mall. It is late; everyone has left the building; and I see the long shadows from the setting sun streaking across to the east. It is my favorite time to be alone in my office.

But tonight, I hear an unexpected noise from the hall. Probably the cleaning woman, making her way through the building. I think little of the noise and return to my fantasies.

Suddenly, a shadow appears in my doorway. I look over and there you stand, smiling in on me as if you have caught me doing something naughty. My, how nice you look, so comfortable in your khakis and polo shirt - perfect for the beautiful spring weather.

Without so much as a word between us, we come together. Your arms encircle my waist as I lift my face towards your lips. Oh, how warm and wet your mouth feels...how sweet the taste of your lips and tongue. A fire rushes through my body.

As your hands slowly rub up and down my back, my hands find their way to your ass and I give you a quick and friendly squeeze of welcome. Your hands move to pull my sweater over my head, eager to feel my breasts. Oh, how I've waited for this! You pull my bra over my head and caress my breasts firmly, squeezing my nipples between your thumb and forefinger. I squeal in delight, and the urgency of your touch travels from my nipples to my cunt, instantly soaking my panties.

I lift the shirt over your head, and then reach for your belt. It doesn't take long to remove your pants and lower your briefs so that I can have access to your dick. My right hand reaches under your balls, caressing them with just enough pressure to make you squirm. My left hand slides up your shaft from bottom to top, and circles the tip of your dick.

I can't wait to get you into my mouth. I pull you over to the chair at my desk, and sit you down, legs apart, as I kneel in front of you. I lower my mouth to your cock, and flick my tongue over the tip. No, you can't put it all the way in yet...I want you to beg me to suck you! I will tease your shaft and the tip of your dick...I will nibble your balls until you beg me to take you all the way into my mouth...and when I do, you will understand the sheer pleasure that my mouth can give you!

I take you all the way in. You can feel your dick hitting the back of my throat and you wonder why I don't gag. I love the sensation of your cock in my mouth - the feel, the taste - and I love to hear your moans of pleasure as your passion builds.

But you have a few plans of your own, and you tell me to stop sucking you for a while. You have noticed a few items in my office and gotten a few ideas of your own.

You grab the scarf from my desk - discarded there hours ago when I arrived at work. You pull me up off my knees and tell me to do as you say, or the consequences will be severe. The tone in your voice warns me not to question you.

You lean me over the desk, and pull my skirt off. Next, my panties. You use the scarf to tie my hands to the legs on the desk, so that I cannot get up or even move from side to side. I am completely in your control, just as you have planned.

There is a bud vase on the desk with one perfect rose in it, a gift you sent me earlier in the day. You remove the rose and rub its petals along my back, gently teasing and tickling me with its softness. The rose makes its way along my back, further and further down, until it finds my ass. Oh, what a soft feeling...those petals rubbing along my sweet butt.

Ouch! That was a thorn! I jump! You laugh! "That will teach you to get too comfortable, my dear," you say. "Never forget that pain and pleasure are not so far apart!"

You are finished with the rose for now, but not with me. Next, you grab the bud vase, perfectly suited for your needs. You trickle the cool water out of the vase onto my back, and it drips slowly down the slope of my back and into the crack of my ass. How cool and nice that feels!

The vase is empty, and you lean over me, whispering in my ear to spread my legs for you. I do so immediately, waiting breathlessly for what will come next.

I feel the vase, so cool, so hard, rubbing against my ass, down to my slit and up to my clit. Oh, how wonderful...you rub gently, and then with more intensity. The vase fits so perfectly against my cunt, and I am so wet with excitement. Please! Rub me harder!

You answer my silent yearnings by placing the vase at the opening of my cunt. You lean over and tell me that you're going to fuck me with this perfect vase, just to get me ready for your dick. And then you move the vase inside me...one inch, two inches, three, four...until the entire 8 inch glass fits into my pussy!

You pull it out slowly, and then shove it HARD back inside me! Oh god! What a wonderful feeling. You reach around and rub my clit with your fingers and the feeling is more than I can handle.

OOOOOHHHHHHH! I scream as my body contracts in an orgasmic rush of hot cum, coating the glass vase with my juices.

It takes me a few minutes to regain my sense of self, and when I do, I discover that you have taken that vase, wet with my cum, and put it inside my ass. Oh...I can't believe how quickly my passion rises again. Oh! Fuck my ass with that sweet vase...fuck me hard and fast! Slide it up as far as possible!

My orgasm takes me to a new height of ecstasy...

As you remove the vase from my asshole, you lean over and I can feel your dick next to my cunt. You have watched my face flush with orgasmic pleasure and you are ready to fuck me. I am ready to be fucked by your big, hard dick. You fuck me long and hard, taking enough time to enjoy the wonderful, very wet feeling of my cunt, full of pussy juice from my two previous orgasms, and filling again as you take me - yet a third time - to a new and wonderful place where only you can lead me.

Your orgasm erupts inside me, and I am filled with your sweet cum...

11th Anniversary

2009-06-02T01:00:00.000-07:00

You arrive home from work on the evening of our anniversary, you lock the door behind you. You come into the living room to find me waiting for you dressed just the way you like...

I have my black stiletto boots on with black fishnet stockings and suspenders. The black dress I'm wearing shimmers in the dim light and is so short you can see the tops of my thighs peeping out invitingly. My tits are trussed up under my chin and my hair hangs loose down my back. I look at you through from behind heavy dark make-up, waiting for your approval.

You move me up against the wall and raise my hands above my head. The restraints are in place on wall ready for you to put my wrists in. Once restrained you lift up my dress to reveal my ass, then step back to get a good look at me. Running your fingers softly over my ass cheeks makes me quite weak at the knees. You hear me gasp so you make me spread my legs, telling me to stick my ass out and arch my back, making the tension on my wrists increase and I can't move at all.

From no where your hand comes crashing down on my ass making me cry out. You smack me again before holding your hand there so it doesn't sting too much and so you can feel the heat you've produced from my skin. Removing your hand you see the redness build and can't resist smacking me again and again and again!

Now it really hurts and I'm surprised when you get on your knees and start to kiss and lick and bite on my sore ass cheek. Reaching under me you feel the wetness you've caused. Encouraged by this you delve your hand in deeper shoving all four fingers mercilessly into my soaking pussy.

I throw my head back in complete ecstasy, loving the attention I'm getting. You then remove your hand and place both of them on my ass cheeks, spreading them wide so you have full view of my ass hole. You shove your face at my ass, your tongue licking and lapping at my hole. You stab at it now, tongue fucking my ass!

You take the beaded butt plug that you brought home with you as a gift for me and work it into my ass bead by bead. Each one causing me pain and pleasure, but once in you don't move them, you simply tell me that you'll be back for it later. Right now you want to fuck my pussy.

Still in my restraints you push my feet as far apart as possible without me breaking my already straining wrists. Standing behind me, you grab my hips, move your groin forward and thrust your cock into my pussy, straight in and deep.

I arch my back more so my back is almost touching your chest. You reach round and grab my tits, all the while your fucking my pussy with slow, fierce movements. Twisting my nipples and grabbing handfuls of my tits you start to move faster. In and out, in and out. I drop my head and shoulders making your hands leave my tits and you place them on my hips.

My ass is still red from the spanking you gave me earlier, yet this doesn't stop you from smacking my ass cheeks with both hands, grabbing at them violently. All this abuse leaves you wanting to give me more than just a spanking. Removing your cock from my pussy you again stand back to admire your work and can see my once perfect make-up is starting to smudge under my eyes and a fine film of sweat glistens on my skin.

My tits have jumped out of the top of my tight bra and now touch my chin. Whilst I pant open mouthed, the butt plug juts out from my red ass and I am all the more aware of it now your cock is no longer in my pussy. You step in towards me, pointing your dick at my ass, I'm confused by this as you haven't removed the butt plug, but all becomes more clear to me when I hear you let out a groan as you watch your own piss run down my ass cheeks.

As I feel your warm piss run down the back of my legs I feel totally humiliated. I'm grateful when you undo the wrist restraints, unfortunately I don't realise that I have gone completely jelly-legged and drop to my knees before you. Taking this as an invitation you shove your piss stinking cock into my mouth, making me swallow down as I gag.

Your cock slightly placid from the pee-break, is in my mouth waiting to be sucked back to it's full glory. I look up at you from under my eyelashes as I close my lips around you and suck your cock. I make sure I use my tongue to move it around my warm, wet mouth, flicking it over the tip of your cock. I put my hand around the shaft, gripping you tightly, but not too tight, moving up and down all the while.

You pull your cock out my mouth and grab a handful of my hair, forcing my head back. I open my mouth to welcome your saliva as you dribble onto my waiting tongue. You brush my hands away from you and then direct my mouth over your cock telling me to "open wide". You put your cock into my mouth, and slide it all the way down my throat.

I cant breathe through my nose properly from the wetness around my nostrils and your stomach in my face. I gag and splutter yet you continue to hold the back of my head, gripping my hair tighter, just holding your cock in my throat for a while. You pull your cock out, allowing me a precious lung full of air before slapping my face and shoving my mouth onto your cock once again.

But this time my mouth is shut and I'm far less welcoming. You could care less! You pinch my nose, and force your cock through my lips and teeth. I give in, but suck hard hoping to gain more air. You shove your cock in further and get a rhythm going. Fucking my throat like it was a pussy!

After really working my mouth and throat over, you go to the sofa. Instead of sitting down though, you get on your knees, lean your head and arms on the back of the sofa and present your ass to me. I crawl behind you and head straight for your hole. My tongue wet and numb from the cock sucking I have no idea it feels so hard to you.

You love it! I hear you groan as I stab and spit at your hole. Really lapping at your ass, my whole face is in there whilst my hand reaches under you and strokes your cock. I turn over and move my attention to your balls, taking them into my mouth I gently suckle on them. Your ass still wet, I reach up and place a finger at the entrance, gently pressing over and over again. Each time getting a bit further in.

You pull your balls from my mouth and replace them with your cock. From this angle I have no choice but to accept it and it goes all the way down my throat. You fuck my throat for longer this time as it's easier for me to breathe, I don't put up any resistance and neither do you as I continue to finger fuck your ass.

My instinct tells me your about to cum but then you remember the butt plug is still in my ass. Pulling out of my throat quickly, you jump up and order me to sit on the sofa with my ass on the edge of the seat. I do so and lie back with my legs spread so you can see the butt plug sticking out from my ass. Pleased that I kept a firm grip of it throughout the session so far, you kneel in front of me with your cock poised and ready.

You first put your cock in my pussy, looking down on it, watching it go in and out, getting wet and juicy. You put your hand around the butt plug and begin to slowly remove it, bead by bead, still thrusting in and out of my pussy. I let out a moan as each thrust into my pussy is equaled with a bead being pulled out of my ass - it feels amazing!

Once the butt plug is fully out, you remove your cock from my pussy and watch with delight as it disappears up my ass hole. My feet are on your shoulders and my hands are on my pussy, my fingers seeking my clit. You look down at me whilst you fuck my ass, loving every minute of the tightness and nastiness of this. I smile when you turn your head and lick the leather of my boots.

Once you're sure my ass is willing to accept the girth of your cock, you tell me to stand up. You sit down on the sofa where I was a moment ago and beckon me to you. I come straight for you and straddle you, thrusting my tits in your face as I grip the back of the sofa, I come down hard on your cock with my pussy. I'm going to fuck you like this for a while! And I do fuck you furiously for some time with my pussy, but I know you want my ass - no problem...

As I raise up your cock falls from my pussy and I use my hand to guide it into my waiting ass. Still in the same position I lower and raise my ass on your cock. Gripping my hips, you pull me down as you thrust up, making the impact so much more powerful. This being far deeper than I've taken a cock in my ass before, I can't help but scream out.

You practically throw me off you and jump up, dragging me to the wall once again. You put both my hands behind my back telling me to spread my ass cheeks, which I do immediately. You press your body up against mine. My face is up against the wall as you drive your cock into my ass. My tits hurt as they get repeatedly crushed on the wall as you fuck my ass harder and faster.

One of your arms is tightly wrapped around my waist as you hold me close and your muscles tighten. Your fingers dig into the flesh of my mouth where I'm sucking the fingers of your free hand and I know you are about to cum.

With a final burst of fast thrusts, you seemingly freeze as your cock pumps cum into my bowels. I feel it shoot in me as my own orgasm takes hold and I can't help but clench and force myself back onto you.

We gasp and moan and shudder together enjoying the final release of climax. We stay like this until we move apart and take a look at one another. What a mess! Maybe a shower is in order before dinner?

"B" is also for Barbie Doll

2009-06-01T01:00:00.000-07:00

It is 4.08pm, Sunday afternoon and I have finished reading this week's email from my master, Mr Butt. I am, as ever, extremely aroused by what he has prepared for me tomorrow. My right hand is inside my tight white panties and I am opening my lips and rubbing my engorged clit as I muse on my next move.

As you shall soon find out (in another story!), it promises to be quite a day!

But I am also determined to ask my master for a favour, a favour which will help me plan my revenge for an incident which is yet to happen, 11 years in the future to be exact. How I know that is not important right now, but know I do.

(What are the details of the incident? For that I must direct you to another story, yet to be approved called 'Superstore' by XXXerxes37 if you would like to look it up. And what is my plan for revenge? That too is for another day, I expect to call that one 'Superstore Revenge')

I am troubled because, although I know the details of the incident to come in my future life, I do not know if Mr Butt will still be part of that future life and the thought of losing my perfect master (who can also be my perfect slave) has cooled my passion just a little.

So, no point in brooding, but instead 'grasp the day' and so I quickly type the email response within which I ask Mr Butt now to help me plan my revenge. I know he will need something extra to please him so I must 'bribe' him with that which I know he craves from me. And, yes, I know what you are thinking, and yes, he can have anything I have to offer just by demanding it, but he does have a gentle side and I know he receives extra pleasure if I suggest or offer myself to him without him needing to command.

So this is what I write to him.

"Dear Master, may it please you if I respectfully suggest an alternative for our day tomorrow? If you agree, we can do as you have instructed on Tuesday? Master, I would dearly like to ask a favour of you and in order to please you enough to deserve that favour, I feel I must work extra hard to please you tomorrow."

"May I go on? If you are displeased with what I suggest, then I will deserve your 'special punishment' like you gave me last July, only this time I will enjoy it and give you so much more pleasure in punishing me? But if you like what I suggest, grant me one favour, and I will promise you tomorrow will be our greatest day together ever!"

"Tomorrow, Master, at 7.00am sharp, I will be waiting for you inside the disabled toilets in the shopping centre. I will be your Barbie Doll and will answer to the name of Barbie. My hair will be tied back severely into a high pleated pony tail just the way you like it; my face will be pale with makeup, my eyes dark and my lips a full ruby red."

"Round my neck I will wear the red leather studded choker. I will wear my tight white sleeveless crop top with "Fuck my Tits" written in red lipstick on the front, and "My name is Barbie, Spank Me!" on the back."

"Round my waist will be the wide leather studded belt that you use to thrash me when I am a naughty girl. I will wear the tightest white panties I can find, two sizes too small, pulled up tight to press the dildos that I will have inserted in my two holes, deep up inside me. On my hands will be my long red satin gloves pulled up to my armpits for you the way you like them and on my feet, my 6.5" steel heeled red patent stilettos in which I can hardly walk."

"In my right hand I will hold the rope which you will use to tie my wrists behind my back before we go for walk through the shopping centre and in my left hand I will hold the ball gag that you will strap into my mouth after you have fucked my face and drained your weekend build up of semen deep down my throat."

"In my mouth, master? Yes, of course."

"And right down my throat?"

That would be a special privilege, master, if you would do that to me.

"Spunk your enormous white load right down the back of my throat."

"Please master, my only desire is for you to fill me with your hot sticky semen. Yes, please master, deep inside my asshole would be wonderful if that is what you want, when we return to the disabled toilet after our walk."

"I can imagine you forcing me to bend over the toilet and spread my legs, toes pointed inwards in the ultra high heels. You will rip the white panties aside and pull out the anal dildo and kneel to spit several gobs into my asshole. Standing, you will remove your clothes and release your enormous fat cock from your pants. Spitting on my back you will thrash my buttocks, then grab my tits and guide your massive tool into the wet entrance to my asshole."

"Now thrust it in hard, master. Fuck my tight little asshole as deep as you can!"

"Make me scream with pain and pleasure like the dirty little Barbie doll slut that I am, dressed to make you erect and all my holes wet and waiting for you."

"Thrust in deep and as I know I will be coming almost immediately, then please empty all that hot spunk deep into my ass!"

"I know your sack will be a little drained from having filled my neck with your cum earlier, but I'm sure you will save a good load for my asshole too?"

You will be pleased to know that my Master was delighted at my suggestion and all went off according to plan. I got a neck full and an ass full of spunk the next day and my Master's input to my revenge plans!