A Little TLC
It’s been a long, frustrating, tiring day. You sit through a long dinner with the boys, wishing you could just get back to the hotel and a nice hot shower, but they keep talking and joking around. Finally, the check comes and you see the end close at hand.
You drive back to the hotel and say your goodnights to your coworkers, thankful to be back at the hotel, and even though you are tired, you wish you weren’t going back to an empty room.
You open the door and trudge inside, dropping your laptop case and keys on the table by the door. As you come further into the room, you smell jasmine and lavender. A new smell…wasn’t there when you left that morning. Puzzled, you come further into the room and notice a few candles burning around the small space. You see a bottle of chilled wine and two wine glasses sitting on the nightstand. A smile comes to your face as you realize you have a visitor.
Just at that moment, the bathroom door opens to reveal me, dressed in a black lace teddy with a matching sheer black thigh length robe and black thigh high stockings.
I flash you an evil, yet excited grin, and whisper, “Surprise, Handsome!”
You cross the distance between us in a heartbeat, wrap your arms around me and squeeze me tight. It feels so wonderful to be in your arms again after so long.
I reluctantly break loose and take your hand.
“You need a night of being spoiled.” I lead you to the bed, where I have spread out a few towels to cover the bedspread.
I slowly undress you, letting my fingers trace over your skin very lightly as I lift your shirt over your head. My hands travel down your exquisite body to your jeans. I remove the rest of your clothes without touching you anymore…after all, you’ve got a long night ahead of you…I want you to enjoy every minute of it.
I direct you to the bed and tell you to lie on your stomach. You look at me questionably, but do as I say. I reach to the nightstand and grab the jasmine scented massage oil from the drawer. Next thing you feel is the coolness of my hands as they slide over your back, rubbing in the sweet smelling oil. I work the strained muscles in your neck, rubbing hard to work out the kinks, moving down to your shoulders.
You close your eyes and sigh. Music to my ears. That sigh tells me you are relaxing. I can feel it in your back, your muscles relaxing, the tense knots disappearing under my fingertips.
I move down your back, carefully, not so much kneading as caressing, letting the oil work into your skin as I move lower to your ass, rubbing the oil between the muscular mounds, causing you to gasp and tense slightly. I smile and repeat the motion, now causing you to groan. A new sensation, but one that is very pleasurable.
It is hard for me to move on, but my plan has a long way to go and I can’t be distracted, even though I can feel the heat building within me.
I move down your legs, working the muscles hard again. I memorize each muscle as I work, all the way down to your toes. You start laughing and jerking your legs when I reach your sensitive feet. I make a mental note about ticklish feet with thoughts to future torture and smile.
Once I have massaged every inch of your back, I ask you to roll over. You do so very eagerly and groan, “I thought you’d never ask!” As you situate yourself on your back, I’m overjoyed to see the reaction my attention has drawn. Your beautifully hard cock is standing straight up, almost begging for attention.
Again, I have to be strong and not ruin my plans. I start at your chest, working more oil between my fingers, moving down your arms, your stomach…another mental note…your sides are ticklish too. I work the oil down your stomach to the base of your cock, very careful not to touch the hardness, even though I’m aching to taste you. My fingers slide around your cock, never touching and around to your hips. I then notice that you were holding your breath and released it in a long, disappointed groan once you realized what I wasn’t going to do.
I jump up from the bed, wipe what’s left of the oil off my fingers and pour us each a glass of wine. I tell you to sit up and offer you the wine. I’m having a hard time standing because my legs are shaking so bad. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted you as bad as I do right now.
I take a huge gulp of the wine, hoping it will calm me down long enough to get through the evening. I ask you to sit and relax while I disappear into the bathroom. You hear the shower start and see steam come wafting out of the bathroom door. Next you see my hand and arm appear from within the bathroom as my finger is motioning you to come to me.
You saunter into the bathroom, hard cock leading the way. It’s hard for me to concentrate on the task at hand and not stare at your incredible nakedness. You see the tub filled with hot, steaming water and settle into it, letting the water cover you. You lay your head against the back of the tub and close your eyes, feeling totally relaxed. I wash your hair, your face, and your body in a continuation of the massage. You are almost asleep when I smack you on the stomach playfully and tell you to get your lazy ass out of the tub before you DO fall asleep! I pat you dry and lead you back into the bedroom. I turn the covers down and you crawl into bed, lying on your back.
I crawl in next to you and lay my head on your chest, listening to your heart beating. You wrap your arm around me and give me a squeeze. I hear you whisper, “Thank you,” to the top of my head. I lift my head to look into your eyes and slowly lower my lips to yours. “It was my pleasure,” I as my lips touch yours in a soft kiss.
I lay my head back down as my hand caresses your chest and stomach. I hear soft, heavy breathing from you, knowing you have fallen asleep. I smile. The plan worked!
I lift my head and look at you. You look so relaxed, and happy. I can’t help but watch you. My fingers trace your eyebrows, your temple, moving to your hair, your cheek. I can’t help myself.
I finally drift off to sleep in your arms, knowing that it will only be a short catnap before I’ll be awake again.
I wake up an hour later. I slowly sit up, so as not to disturb you. I move the covers off of you so I have access to your whole wonderful body.
Your cock is soft but still unbelievably tempting. I gingerly move down between your legs and move my tongue over your cock, pulling you into my mouth. Instantly I can feel you getting hard and it’s a wonderful feeling! You shift slightly and let out a little moan in your sleep. I smile and continue rolling your semi-hard cock around my tongue. My lips are touching the base of your torso, as you grow larger, and larger. The head of your cock is moving on its own, deeper down my throat. I don’t gag; I just relax and let your cock and my tongue do all the work. Your hips are moving in your sleep, slightly pumping your cock up and down. You taste so incredible.
You groan louder as your cock is now hard as steel and filling my throat. You think you are having a great dream, until you come fully awake and realize its no dream. You gasp when the realization hits you and instantly grab my head and start pumping hard. A shockwave of pleasure hits me when you do, making me throb with wanting you. You feel the pleasure building, can feel the heat rising from deep within. You are thrusting hard and fast in my throat, my groans of pleasure encouraging you. One last thrust and you feel the explosion, can feel my throat constricting around you as you explode deep inside me. I swallow every pulsating drop, sucking on you to draw even the last drop, not wanting to waste any of it.
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As soon as the room stops spinning, you immediately start apologizing for being so forceful. I just smile. You watch me slide my hand between my legs. I bring a glistening finger to you lips and rub the moisture along the inside of your lip.
“Does it taste like you need to apologize?”
I lay back down with a cat-ate-the-canary grin on my face and say, “You know, you better get some sleep. You have to be up early.” You scowl at the top of my head. I can’t see it…but I know its there. “I told you, you are going to be spoiled tonight.”
With your body still throbbing, you fall back to sleep. I listen to your heart beat return to normal and eventually slow as you fall into a deeper sleep.
About ½ hour later, I move down to your cock again, sliding it back into my mouth and bringing it instantly back to life. Within minutes you are hard as steal again and I am smiling. This time, the torture starts!
You awake again, groaning in the sensation my tongue is creating. This time, though, I won’t let you control it. I will make you give in to the pleasure and enjoy…if it takes all night!
You try to grab my head, but I pull off and out of your reach. “Uh-huh…not this time. This time will be long, slow and agonizingly pleasurable!” I move off the bed and reach back into the nightstand. It’s dark. You can’t see what I’m pulling out of my drawer of tricks this time. Until you feel the silky material against your wrist.
You lay calmly as I tie both of your wrists to the bed, giving it a tug to make sure you can’t loosen it. I take a quick peek at your face to make sure you are ok with this and I am greeted by an ear-to-ear grin.
I tie a second scarf as a blindfold around your head, making sure my nipples touch your lips as I lean over you. Your lips instantly close around the already hard nipple, your teeth and lips tugging gently.
Now you are totally at my mercy, lying naked and bound in front of me. And I realize that if I don’t do something soon to ease my own need, the next touch anywhere on my body will result in an explosive orgasm. I straddle your hips, your cock nestle up against the hot wetness of my pussy. You can feel how much I need you and smile. I lean forward and slide my tongue along your lips. Your tongue reaches out to meet mine, but I stop you, telling you that you can’t do anything…nothing…no matter what you feel. You agree and my tongue returns, tracing the outline of your lips, sliding along the inside, around your tongue. I gently suck on your tongue, using the same motions as if I was sucking on your cock. I can feel your hips moving, can feel your cock throbbing hard against my clit. I start rocking my hips as I explore your mouth, rubbing your cock against my sensitive clit.
As I kiss you deeply, I move slightly forward and the head of your cock slides easily inside me. I don’t move. I just enjoy the feeling of you inside me, knowing that you are the only one who can make me feel this way. I slowly lower my hips until you are completely filling me. You gasp against my mouth and I see your arms fighting against the bonds. You try to move your hips, but again I tell you no. I’m enjoying the feeling of you inside me, I want to make it last. I finally begin to move, riding you slowly, raising myself until you are completely out of me, and then lowering myself again. Each time you enter me is like a small orgasm building to a huge explosion.
I sit back and watch you as I ride you. I watch the muscles in your arms straining, trying to get loose, I watch your mouth open and close with each down stroke, watch you bite your lip, watch your Adams apple move frantically as you groan.
I can’t take anymore and start moving harder and faster, riding you hard until I explode around you. You can feel the spasms on your cock as I cum, almost making you cum.
I move down between your legs once again, knowing that now I can take my time and truly drive you crazy…at least until my need overtakes me again…which it will…
Your cock is glistening with my wetness. My lips slide over the head, my tongue enjoying the taste of the two of us together. I take all of you, making you tense. Once my lips touch the skin around the base of your cock, I stop and hold you there, making swallowing motions so my throat is constricting around you, then slowly slide back up again.
While I’m tormenting your cock, my hand is massaging your thighs, moving to your balls and gently massaging them as well. You feel me get up off the bed and ask me where I’m going. I giggle when I hear the note of frustration and worry in your voice.
I rub some of the massage oil on my hands and move back to the bed. I take you in my mouth with force, making you inhale sharply, and fuck you hard with my mouth and throat. My hand slides under you and massages your ass. You still for a moment when you feel my fingers slide easily between the mounds of your ass. I feel your hesitation and whisper, “Trust me.”
You instantly relax and let me continue.
As my mouth and tongue are sliding on your cock, my fingers are gently rubbing between your ass cheeks. I find the sensitive opening and circle my finger around the rim. I can feel your cock grow even harder in my mouth as the incredible dual sensations overcome you. I slow my mouth and tongue because I can sense that you are extremely close to cumming and I’m not finished yet!
I pull off of you and just let my tongue move on your cock, circling the head and then licking from top to bottom and then back up again. My finger still gently caressing and adding gentle pressure.
I’m watching you the whole time, though you are so lost in the feeling, you wouldn’t notice even if you weren’t blindfolded. This is what I wanted. I wanted you to let go and know that its ok. It’s more than ok. It turns on every switch I’ve got, until I am throbbing so hard, I can feel my juices dripping down my leg.
I let my tongue circle around the head of your cock one last time before I thrust you deep in my throat in one quick thrust. At the same time, I slide my finger inside you, causing you to buck your hips hard off the bed, which pushes you even deeper in my throat. I hold you there, not moving my mouth or my finger, letting you get used to this new feeling before I move.
Your hips lower slightly and I hear an animal growl come from deep within you, your cock throbbing hard against my tongue. I slowly slide my finger out and once again circle the rim gently. I swallow your cock once more, knowing that you are ready to explode. I slide my finger inside you once more and this time, slide it in and out with the same rythym that my mouth is moving on you. I can hear the material of the scarves ripping as you tear your arms free and instantly I feel your fingers in my hair, pushing my head hard down on you.
I’m groaning against your cock, the vibrations causing even more sensations to drive you wild. You are grunting with each thrust of your cock, a gutteral, animal sound that hits the very center of my being, telling me that you are out of control, letting the sensations drive you.
You thrust hard one last time as I feel your cum shoot down my throat with incredible force. You are holding my head so hard and tight against you that I can’t breath, but I don’t care…I just want more of you….
I feel your grip loosen and your hand drop to your sides. I slide up your body until we are nose to nose and I’m looking into your incredibly beautiful eyes. You don’t say anything, but your kiss tells me everything. I lay my head on your chest and smile, satisfied with how my plan worked.
Then a smile comes to my lips as I think how much fun I’m going to have waking you up for work in just a few short hours…..
The End
The Watcher
I slowly pulled the curtain back and sat down in the chair facing the window. I watch as you walk into the room with just a towel wrapped around your waist, and beads of water still sitting on your smooth chiseled chest. I remove my shift and panties knowing what will be happening next. I watch as you walk to the TV and turn it on, your favorite show is on HBO, and I can just make out the soft porn action happening on the screen.
This has become our Friday night ritual whenever your wife is out of town on business. You know I am watching, you have caught me several times in day light hours staring at you from across the fence. Our two bedrooms just happen to face each other in identical, but backwards houses.
My husband works late with his business every Friday night, and your wife is gone nearly three Fridays a week. Both of our spouses seem to be gone whenever the need for each other arises within us. We have never formally met, but I know you are Scott and you are about ten years younger than me. I know you do not work at an actual job site, and that you make a living at your computer. I imagine you are some sort of writer as I often see you at the supermarket buying reams of paper. You have casually spoken with my husband so you know I am a stay at home housewife, and that my husband does very well with his software business. You also know I am attracted to you, as you have often caught me staring at you. I do not break eye contact when you catch me as I want you to know I am looking. It excites me too think you know I am watching you on Fridays when you sit down to your HBO show.
You lay back on the bed propping yourself up those huge throw pillows your wife loves so much. Oh Yes Scott, I have watched a few of those nights also. You watch your show and casually glance at the window. Only once before have you gotten up and shut the blinds. Please do not do it tonight. You casually look away from the window after studying it for a few minutes, and back to your show. I know it is getting steamy on the TV as I see your towel begin to rise, and the object of my desire begins to realize it is that time again. Just take care of me tonight Scott. I have never told anyone about you, not even my best friend as I ma afraid of it getting back to you and our Friday rendezvous will stop.
I slowly begin to run my hands along my breasts paying extra attention to my hardening nipples as I began to feel the familiar tingle as your towel is now standing straight up. I know soon I will once again see that magnificent piece of God’s creation. You begin to rub at the head as I slowly work my left hand down to my dampening entrance.
Your show is in full swing now, and the towel is finally removed and laid across your chest. I am in awe as I witness again the most magnificent work of art I have ever seen. Your cock stands fully proud, solid as a rock, and my pussy floods on initial sight.
Let me describe to you what I see. First of all it is by far the largest cock I have ever seen. It is at least nine maybe ten full inches when it is hard and standing proud. The cock you wield has to be as big around as a 20 oz. soda bottle and the veins show brilliantly along the bottom and sides of it. The hair is removed every Friday night and your smooth cock and heavy balls have a slight bronzed look to them, almost like you tan naked. The head of your cock makes my mouth water as it is very large and smooth. The texture looks the licked end of an ice cream cone, and it is as large as a small peach. My mouth waters every time I see you rub the pre cum around the head.
I am no where near as beautiful as you are but I am not bad for a 35 year old housewife. I jog daily to keep my bottom firm for these Friday nights. I am five foot tall EVEN, and weigh 102 lbs. religiously. My beasts are not my best feature as they are just 34 b’s but my ass makes up for everything I lack upstairs. I have seen you looking at me as I jog by your house so I know if nothing else you find me attractive. I love to pull my auburn hair back in a pony tail and wear a baseball cap as I jog, because it gets the younger guys in our college town to watch as I jog by. My pussy has only ever had one cock in it and it is my husband’s. We met in college and I married him the first year we knew each other. He is a good husband, loves me dearly, but he does lack where you excel.
I now have a finger slowly circling the entrance to my wet pussy as you begin to stroke your cock. I have this timed perfectly where we cum together almost every time. I watch as you begin the slow stroking motion, and I match your speed with penetration into my wetness. As you slide your left hand down between your legs to massage those beautiful full nuts, I move my right hand down and begin to stroke my clit back and forth while I continue the one finger penetration. When your right hand begins to slide the full length and circle the head gathering your pre cum with each upward stroke that is when I add the second finger. I match your speed as your hand travels that great distances up and down my fingers travel their short sporadic distance. I stare at nothing except your hand sliding up and down the length of your cock, over and over again. Your hand sliding around your head with each up stroke smearing that lovely glistening pre cum around the length of your cock for lubrication gets me closer to the brink.
I watch your hand picking up pace and soon your hand is a blurr. I push the third finger into myself and begin to really strum on my clit now. I know the end is coming soon, and I can feel the orgasm building. This is when I usually think about straddling your cock and lowering my tight pussy down onto that monster inch by wonderful inch, entering where no man has ever been before. OH Scott I am so close now, drive that big hard cock into me. Show me why I have lusted after you for nearly a year now. Show me why I spend every Friday night hoping your wife is out of town. Show me why I sit at this window imagining that cock sliding into me.
“AHHHHHHHHHH!” I moan out loud as I watch your cock begin to spurt that beautiful creamy seed onto the towel on your chest.
This is what I wait all week for. I imagine myself sliding down that hard cock until I can feel it in my belly, and then I imagine the powerful bursts of semen you expel hitting the inside of my cervix, as I prey that I do not get pregnant. Child or no child there is no way I will let you pull that magnificent cock from me before those powerful bursts send me over the edge into orgasmic bliss.
“OH GOD YES SCOTT! YES I’M CUMMING ALL OVER YOUR HARDNESS!!!”
I say audibly as I cum to the site of your cock shooting its last burst into the wasted air. As I slowly regain my breath and thoughts I look over to you and see you staring directly at me. Do you see me? Have you been watching me also? Is there some light sneaking in that I am unaware of that lets you see me fingering myself to post orgasmic bliss?
“What are you doing?” John asks.
Oh my god. My husband is home early. I quickly look back at you and the light is off. Did he see you? Should I play it off like you weren’t there?
“Getting ready for you honey!” I reply very sexily.
“MMMM My little baby.” John says as he starts removing
The End
Surprise Submission
You walk into the room, and immediately you feel that something is different. Its a room you have been in a thousand times, but yet you can’t quite place it.
Then you see her, and you forget what it was you were thinking. Not that there is anything different about her today, she just smiles her usual smile as she walks towards you. But when she gets closer you see something in her eyes, something unusual. She looks…mischievous, and you begin to wonder what she is up to.
Your heart begins to race as you attempt to look around the room. But instead she takes your face in her hands and kisses you hard, he tongue finding yours and you forget again and revel in the moment. She reaches up and begins to unbutton your shirt without ever stopping the kisses. Soon you find yourself half naked in front of her. Her hands find their way to your nipples and you suck in your breath as she teasingly pinches them. Your hands reach for her breasts, but she stops you.
She brings your hands together quickly on her lower back, and before you know it your hands are bound by cold metal and you hear the unmistakable click of the lock. She quickly ducks under your clasped hands and removes herself from your embrace…and you see that look in her eyes again and realize that you are hard as a rock, yet she hasn’t even seemed to notice.
She asks, “Do you trust me?”
“Of course,” you answer.
She appears in front of you with what looks like a black silk scarf and you know what is about to happen. She gently ties it so that you can see nothing at all. She doesn’t say a word.
Then suddenly, “Don’t move!” she barks, and you are surprised by the authority in her voice.
“Not like her at all” you think…but then none of this is like her, really.
You can no longer tell if she is even in the room, but you hear something. A mechanical sound, like gears grinding. Then she reappears in front of you, her hands on yours, lifting your hands and arms above your head. You wonder what she is up, but you don’t say a word.
Then you feel it. Cold metal again, but this time not around your wrists, but between them. You try to pull your hands down without success and you realize that they are hooked onto something just above your head. The gears again. And slowly your arms begin to raise, pulled higher and higher above your head. You want to say something, but you sense that it would not be wise. The gears do not stop until your arms are stretched completely above your head, and you stand solely on your tip toes, just enough to support your full weight, but not enough to get loose. You wonder where she is.
A single finger touches your chest. She is right in front of you. Her finger moves slowly down to your stomach. You grin. She stops.
Next you feel her hands on your back, her nails digging into your skin.
You feel her hands on the waistband of your jeans. She has to know by now how hard you are. She unbuttons then unzips your jeans. Her hand brushes against your cock. You try to move your hips into her hands then you realize that you have very little ability to move without feeling the pressure in your shoulders, so you relax.
She lets your jeans fall to the floor and with a sigh of relief you cock springs free, but now your feet are bound by your jeans. You are helpless. At her mercy, and completely and totally turned on by that fact. You begin to wonder just exactly what she has in store for you.
You feel her pressed up against your back, naked. her nipples obviously hard against your skin, and you realize that she is just as turned on as you. She reaches around and plays with your nipples, then gently runs her hands around your chest, down your stomach, down each leg and back up again. You ache to be touched.
Then she is gone again.
Suddenly you feel her hands wrapped around your cock. You are surprised by the quickness of it all, and you realize that she is kneeling in front of you. Your anticipation grows.
You feel her breath on your cock, feel her moving around it, almost like she is inspecting it. Her tongue darts around the tip and a moan escapes your lips. Harder now her tongue explores the head of your cock, finding every groove, lingering for just a moment on each sensitive spot. Her tongue moves down the shaft, around each throbbing vein, exploring, dancing, teasing, and moves up the shaft again. Suddenly, her mouth engulfs your cock, sucking hard, in and out of her mouth you move. Then, as suddenly as it started, it stops again.
She is gone.
She leaves you hanging there for what seems like forever. Then out of nowhere she appears behind you. Her tongue traveling slowly down your spine. Her tongue and her teeth tease what seems like every inch of skin on your back, lingering on the spine where the nerves gather, leaving you with a pleasant tingling both in your back and in odd remote areas of your body…your knees, your toes, your ears, and her fingers tickling the skin on your legs as her hands gently move down the back of your legs and up the front.
She takes your cock in her warm hand and strokes you gently, her hand moving the full length of your shaft, her tempo varying from very slow to crazy and everywhere in between. You want to tell her to stop, that it is all going to end too send, but you don’t have to. Of course, like everything else today, she stops this too.
She stays behind you for a few more moments and then she is gone again, but this time not for long. You think its her hair you feel on your skin, then you realize it is not, its a feather. The feather tickles your skin erotically…down your back, around your hips, on your neck, your ears, your arms. Then around to the front: your chest, your stomach, moving slower as it gets closer to your throbbing cock. Down your legs and back up, across your balls. You suck in what seems like all the air in the room when the feather touches, teases your cock. Its so sensitive now that even the lightest touch drives you up the wall. Again you feel too close and again she stops just in time and disappears only to reappear behind you again.
This time its unmistakable: leather and lots of it, brushing across your back and your ass. Then you feel it: the stinging as she whips the leather over your skin. Your cock jumps and throbs at the pain. Over and over the harsh leather crosses your back, but never exacting too much pain, just the right level to keep you wincing yet wanting more and more and more. The whip moves down your legs, lashing but not cutting, making your breath come hard and shallow.
The whip is taking the same path as the feather, yet the thought of the leather on your cock brings you surprising pleasure. She doesn’t make you wait long. The whip moves its lingering course over the skin of your legs, up to your stomach, across your chest, each piece of leather finding its own real estate on your skin, leaving its mark as if marking territory, then lowly down your stomach again. She stops. You moan, wanting to beg her to continue.
Out of the blue, there it is: the leather finds footing on the skin of your cock. Lighter than before, but with enough force to make you groan aloud. Over and over again the whip brings you pleasure you have not known before and for the first time you hear her breathing, hard and deep, but not from exertion, but from pleasure. She too is enjoying the pain being exacted on your skin, on your cock.
The whipping stops and you hear her move closer and drop to her knees. She grabs your cock with both hands and hungrily engulfs the entire shaft with her mouth in one move, her tongue hot on your sensitive skin. She deftly moves your cock in and out of her mouth, her tongue swirling and teasing the entire time. Faster and faster she moves, seeming to respond to the increase in your breathing, her hand moving in time to her mouth. Your balls begin to tingle. You muscles tense. You let out a loud guttural groan as you begin to cum. Her thumb presses down on the underside of your cock. You scream as you cum.
She releases her thumb and it starts all over again as waves of pleasure roll through you a second time. Your cock throbs as it fills her mouth with your fluid. She doesn’t stop, but continues to work your cock until the last drop is sucked from you and your cock is so sensitive it almost hurts.
She lets you go and stands up. You hang there, barely able to support your weight on your now weak legs. You feel something pressing up against your legs, then you hear the gears start to grind. She lowers the hook quickly and as she does you fall to the floor, your fall caught by the couch cushions.
You wake in a fog, disoriented, and for a moment you do not comprehend where you are. As you become more aware, you realize, that without knowing quite how you got here, you are completely helpless once again, your legs and hands handcuffed to the bed, blindfolded once again…
The End
When In Rome
13 May
Flying rats. That is what the natives call them. True, they leave splatter upon the monuments and pander constantly. Still, rat brings an ugly image to mind. And this lovely one certainly doesn’t deserve that stigma. They are an iconic part of cities, especially Italian cities. I have been watching this particular blue and white bird for a few minutes, tossing him bits of bread from my lunch, watching the hot sun play on the iridescence of his feathers. The plaza is particularly busy today, just saturated with locals perusing the booths and of course, lots of tourists like me. I am sunning myself on the stones by the fountain across from the Pantheon de Agrippa. The oculus is one of the most amazing architectural details I’ve ever seen.
The pigeon was poking around my bare toes but has gone a few feet away to wander around this young Italian couple’s blanket. I am not the only one catching some sun. Adonis and Aphrodite over there are just barely clad and completely uninhibited. They are a perfect photo op. I had better snap a shot …. before the pigeon ruins it.
OMG! These are my kind of people! I guess they were wide-awake behind their big rimmed, dark, euro-metro sexual sunglasses, because they smiled for the camera. Then, they put on a nice little show that’s had quite an “effect” on me. I cannot believe what they just did right in front of the altar to all deities, not to mention in front of all these people…. and pigeons. I nearly dropped my camera with my jaw.
Okay, let me paint this picture. (I’m certainly gonna revisit this memory later.) There are hundreds of voices and footsteps around us. The students and tourists read, sunbathe, recline and/or paint. People are dining and laughing about us. Adonis and his Aphrodite are lying on this forest green, woolen blanket with like eight-inch fringe. Her free breasts are wrapped in an ochre colored suede tank of sorts. Except for the camisole straps, it is one piece of chamois wrapping around her small back with the ends crossing in drapes in the front. Her breasts aren’t huge by any comparison, but her nipples! They’re erect and well defined by that soft suede; must be at least ¾" relief. She’s got this black knee-length skirt of ruffled gauze that has no waistline and just ties with drawstrings, and that little thing is pulled up just above her thighs! Yeah, I can see bush if I try! Shameless. Then again, why should she be ashamed? She’s a gorgeous brunette with taut, shiny olive skin, and she has Adonis …in loose Mediterranean blue Nike shorts …. next to her. My God! I think I just came a little at the reflection. He was wearing a black tank, the operative word being “was” but sat up, flashed a toothy white smile at me and peeled it off. Smooth, sweaty, swarthy pecs.! OMG! Ooo, I just came a little more!
When he reclined back to the blanket, he turned onto his side and just casually slid his perfectly manicured hand right over Aphrodite’s abs, under her leather and grasped her nipples, first one and then the other. Even from my vantage point, I could see the chills rise in the wake of his hand. He pulled each nipple hard until she gasped and spread her legs. Then he nonchalantly drew back the swathe of leather from her right breast. Its tip grew harder in the gentle breeze and sunny exposure. He rested his head by her exposed breast, watched it and smiled. Next, he pulled a bottle of water from his backpack, pulled open the top with his teeth and squirted it all over Aphrodite. She jumped upright, legs askew and cursed him in Italian. She wrenched the bottle away and beat his face and torso with it. He just laughed and deflected the plastic weapon as best he could. Finally, he wrenches it back from her. Then, he was calming her down, saying things like “bella, bella” and kissing her head and throat. Next thing I knew, they were back on the blanket. He’d exposed her breast again and looked up at me with a smile. That seemed like an invitation to watch, so ….. I did.
Then, he went right back to work! This time, he bent to her chest, wet his lips and licked the residual water from her dark nipple. He chewed and pulled, and ran his hands over her ribs and navel. She just moaned things in Italian, but I understood perfectly! Her legs kept moving further apart, and finally she just yelled at him. I could only assume it was a demand for proper attention, because his immediate response was to grab her knee and subdue it. He stopped his frenzied licking of her nipples and blew across them. He covertly grabbed the water bottle again and slowly drew aim. This time, he was kissing the globe of her breast while pinching the nipple forcefully with his right hand. His left hand, however, was poised aloft between her knees. Without warning, he shot cold water forcefully into her open thighs. And all she did……. was open wider. He was laughing and kissed her neck. For a second he glanced at me as he let the bottle drop and slid his hand into the proffered pussy. She crooned and combed his hair with her fingers, pulling him into her tits, beckoning him to bite and suck. He dug his fingers into her, thumbing her clit, pitching her into madness. They didn’t notice a soul around them, except me, and oddly, no one seemed to take any note of them, except me. All at once, he stopped, licked the fingers of his left hand, and whispered something into Aphrodite’s ear. And it was over!
Here I sit, horny as hell, aroused, wet, and quite frankly, amazed. But it’s over. What am I gonna do now? Watch pigeons? God, it’s hot too! Break time. I’m going to McDonald’s and get a coke…. with like 2 ice cubes. (Yeah, believe it or not, there’s a McDonald’s incorporated into an old historic building right across from the Pantheon entrance.) I’ll just cool off and collect my thoughts in the outdoor seating under the trellis.
14 May
Yesterday was so amazing!!! There I was feeding McNugget bits to pigeons from the shade of the trellis when Adonis himself calls to me! I’m like trying to tell him that I don’t speak Italian and he just kept talking, motioning and smiling. I couldn’t even speak his language, but I felt like I knew him. Finally, I just got up and followed him. Crazy, I know; that was crazy, but I had to. I just felt so compelled….. Okay, I was just sooo horny after that display. I followed him out, past the fountain, past the Pantheon, into an alley, and finally through a building to the left, and out into an open courtyard. It was enclosed by buildings of four and five stories, but open to the sky. Their windows peered down upon trees and manicured grasses and plants with benches and bistro tables.
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I saw Aphrodite on the same woolen blanket beneath an olive tree. Adonis strode to a bistro chair and straddled it backwards. Having taken his seat a meter or so away facing her open legs, he turned to me and smiled with hypnotic pleading. He motioned me toward the blanket. It was very clear what he desired, what he desired to see, what he wanted for her. I was cordially invited, as it were, to pleasure Aphrodite. So I did. OMG, I did!
I was kind of shaking, but I knelt beside her and smiled. When I timidly removed her sunglasses, I was met with the most beautiful hazel eyes I’d ever seen. She fluttered her long lashes at me and smiled with the most brilliant white smile. I was instantly at ease. She whispered something; I’m not certain what, but I understood the intent. I kissed her soft pink lips. I licked them like ice cream and they melted apart. I kissed her tongue and licked its tip. I was caught up in all this. I didn’t even notice his movement, but he was behind me suddenly. In a single movement, he tore the crotch of my lacy panties apart at the seam. Startled, I jerked my head up, which also forced my chest forward into Aphrodite’s forehead. She seized the opportunity and pulled my breasts out of my camisole top. She bit and flicked her tongue across each nipple. Adonis licked my pussy from clit to anus, but just once. Leaving my own cotton dress hiked up over my buttocks, he just disregarded my throbbing pussy and went back to his seat. Oh my God!! I soo needed to get fucked and was sooo afraid I wasn’t gonna get it! He just stared and propped a smile on his crossed arms resting on the back of the metal chair.
But she relieved me by grabbing my left nipple with one hand and pulling me to her with her right hand. She sucked and licked my right nipple tenderly. I lay upon her and cried out loudly. I don’t know the word for fuck in Italian, but it didn’t matter. They knew. She pushed her clit into my left thigh. Her pussy was sooooo wet. OMG! I just had to taste it! I’ve never tasted another woman. It was musky, slick and even slightly acidic from being so engorged with blood from the intense arousal. In fact, it tasted like cock. I sucked her clit and stuck three woven fingers deep inside her, slowly at first and hard and fast like a rape.
My own pussy was so lonely, its glistening frosting catching chill from the slight breeze, totally exposed from the panty wreckage and my straddling position over my goddess, my Aphrodite. She combed my hair with her fingers and praised me for my worship. She reached between my mouth and her pussy for our alchemy, our dew. Then, she tended my nipples with wet pinches. I lay again against her perfect skin, seeking relief to my torture. I pushed my own clit into her left thigh. I could’ve came right then, but he stopped me. He entered me, pushing a full, beautiful cock up into my needy wet hole. Then, we were all working and pumping. I came. Aphrodite came. We screamed and talked nonsense to each other. No one seemed to care. No one came to see.
He spat on my ass and worked the hole with his index finger, then his thumb. Suddenly, he pulled out of me and back in me like sewing a stitch. He worked his dick into my ass. I worked my clit into his girlfriend. She worked her clit into my thigh. I sucked her neck. She sucked my tit. And then in a great, beautiful frenzy, we all came together shouting “Bellicimo”, “Bella” and “Oh my Goddess!” I thought no one saw and no one heard, but I was wrong.
I was straightening my skirt and putting myself back together when Adonis called to me. When I looked up I saw he pointed to my camera, which wasn’t in my bag (as I would have thought). Rather, it was held by a small, smiling man, who appeared to be the gardener, judging by his clothes and tools. The gardener handed me the camera and I thanked him.
I just got back to the hotel room! You wouldn’t believe the shots the gardener took! And there were pigeons in every pose. Dirty!
The End
Fun at the Office
I was working at a law office and within a month or so a temp began working there. She was a few years younger than me, but she soon started openly flirting with me.
She’s very cute, so I was flattered that she would even be interested in me. Because we work in different departments, we keep somewhat different schedules.
I generally work a couple nights per week, while she’s basically a 9 to 5 worker with a couple of exceptions from time to time.
I had been playing it cool for weeks. I noticed how she wore short skirts and tall boots a lot of the time, but I never acted on my feelings.
That all changed one night when she came to me with this strange look on her face.
I asked her if everything was OK and she said she was little down in the dumps because her boyfriend left her.
I could tell she wanted to talk about it, so I listened for over an hour as she described what happened blow by blow.
When she was done, I leaned in, gave her a hug and told her it would be OK. She thanked me for lending a compassionate ear and gave me a peck on the cheek.
I don’t know if it was the kiss or the aroma of her intoxicating perfume, but I lost it.
I pulled her toward me and kissed her passionately right on the lips. She was somewhat taken aback by this, but I could tell she didn’t want the experience to end there.
I took her hand and led her to a conference room with a large wooden table. We began kissing again and I lifted her up onto the table.
She started to take her blouse off and I caressed her breasts through the thin silk material.
She let out a moan as I brushed across her nipple with my hand. I then moved down and started kissing her neck aggressively, drinking in her smell and becoming more and more aroused.
By this point, she knew what was coming next and was more than ready to oblige me in anything I wanted.
I laid her down on the table and slid her skirt off, exposing her pink thong and beautifully-sculpted ass cheeks.
I gave her ass a playful slap and she giggled like a school girl, which at 24 years old, wasn’t much of a stretch.
I could tell this was her first time going this far, but the look in her eyes told me she was ready.
After removing her bra, I licked and kissed her breasts. I then moved down her winding curves and slid her thong past her feet and onto the floor, exposing her freshly-shaved pussy.
I started slowly licking at her pussy lips, causing her to moan and breathe deeper and deeper with every pass of my tongue.
After 20 or 30 minutes of intense licking and kissing around her pussy, she had an amazing orgasm that told me she was ready for my 10-inch cock.
She staggered to her feet and knelt down in front of me. After unbuckling my belt and sliding my pants and boxers to the floor, she saw what she had been waiting for.
She took my cock into her mouth, letting her warm saliva engulf my rod. I held her head in place as she moved back and forth on my cock, allowing me to fuck her mouth like a tight little pussy.
Without warning, I sent a warm shot of cum down her throat. Fearing the worst, since she’s probably never had a mouth full of cum before, I pulled out to see if she was OK.
She looked up at me as if to say, “Gimme that back. I wasn’t done.”
I plunged my cock back into her mouth and she moaned with pleasure as she finished me off.
As she got up from the floor, I saw a look I have seen on many girls’ faces. It’s the one that says, “I want you inside me, now.”
She climbed back onto the table and spread her legs wide for easy access. After poppiung her cherry with the first couple of thrusts, I found a rhythym to fucking my new little office slut.
We rocked back and forth in unison as I pounded her pussy into submission. Despite all the excitement, I was able to maintain my composure and I lasted a good hour and a half before sending another spurt of cum into her body.
I collapsed on top of her, us both breathing heavily in the heat of the moment.
A few minutes passed and we finally began to gather ourselves. She put her clothes back on and I pulled my pants back up. She thanked me for a wonderful ride and I told her any time she wanted a second go around, I’d be available.
The next day at the office, and many more after that, I noticed a certain glimmer in her eyes when she said hello and I could tell she had a night she won’t soon forget.
And neither will I.
The End
The Burglar And His Victim
Jack sat in his beat up pickup as he watched the house he had watched practically every night over the past five years. He knew the woman inside the house was alone. He knew her every move. He knew practically everything about her.
She was his tormentor, she haunted his dreams. She flaunted her body at work when she walked by his desk without even looking in his direction. Her long flowing brown hair, her deep sea blue eyes that lit up when she laughed. She wasn’t beautiful by any means. A bit to plump in the middle for most men, but for him she was perfect. The sound of her laughter would send shivers all over his body. One of her smiles would make him hard for an hour.
Of course her smiles were never meant for him. She didn’t know he existed. But after tonight she would never forget his name.
Natasha clicked off the nightly news. There was nothing new in the world that she wanted to listen to. Her hair hung in waves down her back as she settled down under the comforter. She knew she would sleep well tonight. Her boyfriend Terry had given her pussy a nice ride today after work. Her body was quiet for a change; she should be able to sleep. She snuggled down against the pillow, her eyes closing as she headed off into dreamland.
Natasha’s eyes flew open when she felt the cold steel of the knife against her throat. She was petrified with fear. She didn’t know how someone had broken into her house, she locked all the doors and windows, hadn’t she? Then she knew, she had opened the bathroom window to let out the steam from her shower. Now there was a knife at her throat and a raspy voice in her ear. “Make one sound bitch and I will slit your throat from ear to ear. Understand?”
She was afraid to move, afraid to breathe. When the knife pressed tighter against her flesh, she slowly nodded. She flinched when hands pushed her shoulders, moving her to her back on the bed. She closed her eyes as the comforter was thrown off her naked body. “Please don’t hurt me.” she said softly.
The voice didn’t speak again but the knife left her throat. She breathed a sigh of relief until she felt the side of it brush over her naked breast. She gasped in fear, watching the blade move almost gently over her skin. “Beautiful.” The voice said again.
She lifted her eyes but all she could see in the moonlight was a tall well built man with a ski mask over his face as he looked at her naked body. “Please.” She said again, then cried out when he suddenly shoved his hand between her legs, forcing 3 fingers roughly into her. “Please.” She cried again this time in pain as he forced his fingers in and out of her dry hole.
“Hm…Don’t seem to horny right now do you bitch?” He growled pulling his hand from her body. She lay there in terror as he put the knife between his teeth as he opened his jeans. She cringed when she heard the rasp of his zipper being lowered.
Tears ran silently down her cheeks. “Please, don’t do this to me.” She begged as she watched him strip from his clothes. She wanted to run, she wanted to call the police, but all she did was lay there in terror as he stripped down to his skin then covered her body with his own.
He forced her legs apart, while he settled between them. She could feel his hardness pressing against her. She heaved a sob when she felt him slowly penetrate her. “Please….” She cried again when he suddenly forced his way deeply into her body.
She let out a scream as she felt her insides being torn away.
He held himself buried deep inside her. The knife lay forgotten on the floor by the bed.
Jack relished in the feeling of her tightening around him. Oh god she felt so good. Just as good as he had always imagined. True she was a little tight and dry at the moment but he didn’t care about that. All he cared about was the fact that he was buried to the hilt inside her.
He ripped off his mask as he claimed her mouth with his. His tongue drove between her closed lips as he slowly thrust into her body.
Natasha whimpered against his mouth as he brutally raped her. Her juices had started to coat his thrusting cock but the pain was still there. When he forced his mouth on hers, she thought about biting his tongue but remembering the knife she let his tongue invade her.
Then suddenly something changed. She couldn’t put her finger on it at first. His cock was still slamming into her body. His mouth was still locked on hers. Then it hit her, it was his hands. He was caressing her like a prized doll. His hands moved gently over her skin. When he pinched lightly at the nipple, she actually moaned into his mouth. Then the kiss softened. His mouth became teasing almost lover like until she realized she was answering his kisses with kisses of her own.
She was even more surprised when she lifted her hands around his neck, holding him close as her body rocked with his. Even his thrusts inside her didn’t hurt anymore. He was still pounding her but it felt good. She loved feeling him sliding inside her. When he moved his mouth from hers she lay beneath him panting as her orgasm washed over her. She couldn’t hold back the cry as she flooded him.
“Oh Natasha.” He cried as he fucked harder into her, burying his cock deep. His hands gripped her breasts, holding them as he slammed himself repeatedly into her body.
She was fucking back at him but suddenly lay still when he called out her name. “How do you know my name?” She asked quietly in the darkness.
He stopped thrusting into her, just held himself buried in her sweet pussy. “Oh sweetheart. You have haunted my dreams for the past five years. Every morning you pass my desk, the way you moved your body has driven me crazy. Couldn’t you give me a smile, or at least a hello?”
It hit her then who had broken into her house. He thought she haunted his dreams? Well he had to learn some things. She pulled his head roughly to hers, slamming her tongue into his surprised mouth as she thrust her body wildly against him. He started moving inside her again in self defense as she locked her mouth on his.
The sex was strong, powerful. The bed shook with the power of their bodies slamming together in perfect rhythm. Their cries broke the silence as they both found the peak together.
When he tried to pull out of her, she tightened on him, until she felt him empty himself into her eager hole. A hole she had wanted him to fill for five years.
Her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him as his face rested against her neck. “Oh Jack…” She purred his name sending shivers down his body.
He lifted his face to hers. His eyes looked deeply into her own. “I don’t understand.”
She ran her hand over his mustache and beard. “Don’t you know how long I have wanted you? Don’t you know how many men I have been with because of wanting you?”
He shook his head. “I don’t understand.”
She reached over to the nightstand flipping on the lamp. He buried his face against her chest against the sudden light. He resisted a moment when she lifted his face then looked into her eyes again. “Oh Jack. I have loved you since the first time I walked by your desk on the way to my interview. You were hard at work; I don’t think you even noticed me.”
He put a finger against her lips. “Believe me, I noticed.”
She smiled, kissing his finger. “I never said hello, I never smiled because I wanted you so bad but was convinced you didn’t want me.”
He looked down into her eyes, so full of love and desire. He felt an overwhelming tenderness for her in his chest. “Why baby? Why would you think I wouldn’t want you?”
She lowered her eyes as if she was ashamed but he urged her until she lifted them again. “I thought you were gay.”
He looked at her in surprise. “You thought I was what?”
She lowered her eyes again. “You and that guy from Accounting were so close together at your desk that I assumed.”
He thought about who she was talking about. “You mean Mike?” When she nodded he laughed. “Oh honey, Mike is happily married with three kids. When you saw us together like that it was because we were looking at a Victoria Secret catalogue. He wanted to get his wife something special for their anniversary.”
Her eyes widened although she wasn’t sure if it was from embarrassment or the fact that he was suddenly hardening inside her. She loosened her grip on his butt cheeks letting him slide slowly in and out of her as he kissed her softly.
“I’m sorry if I scared you…I just didn’t know how to get you to look at me. I didn’t know how to tell you how much I wanted to be with you.”
She cupped his face in her hands as she lifted her body against his, taking him deeply inside her. “You could have just said ‘hello.’”
The End
Between Friends
Val and I were close. We always did things together when her boyfriend or my girlfriend weren’t around; we were good friends. So, it was not unusual to find me sitting at her kitchen table smoking a cigarette, waiting for her to get ready. Tonight we were going to the local carnival. We both loved the rides and the greasy food.
I had just lifted the cigarette to my mouth, when Val slid into the room, snatching it from my hand, lifting it to her bright red shiny lips, sucking on it slowly as she stared at me, her eyes half closed, her mascara thick. Crushing the cigarette out in the ashtray before me, she exhaled, leaning down, pressing towards me, moving in close until her lips were nearly touching mine.
“How do I look?”
Val touched her hot smooth lips to mine. I could feel her lipstick, could taste it, as she pressed her lips to me. My cock began to grow, began filling with blood as her lips parted and her tongue rushed into my mouth. My cock filled completely, straining against the fabric of my tight-fitting jeans, wanting to be released.
Reaching up, I took Val into my arms, pulling her to me, our lips locked as our tongues danced. I turned her until she was sitting on my lap, my engorged cock touching her leg, pressing against her. I knew she could feel me. She moved on my lap, pressing her slim muscular thigh harder against bloated shaft.
“We should stop.” Val lifted her lips from mine, pressing her neck to my lips, begging me to kiss, to nibble at her soft perfumed skin.
“Why?” I kept kissing her neck as my hands gently massaged her small firm breasts.
“You have a girlfriend.” Val’s lips were on my neck as I reached under her tight shirt, lifting it, pinching at her swollen nipples.
“So?” I lifted her shirt, still farther up her lean hard body, pressing my check against her warm soft body, teasing her pert little nipple with my tongue.
Val sighed, cradling my head in her arm, pulling my into her, begging me to take more of her into my mouth.
“No.” Val pushed away from me just as I covered her whole breast, just I was about to suck her deep into my mouth.
Val stood, not bothering to pull her shirt down, leaving her flat stomach exposed, she moved away from me, turning, leaving the room. For a moment I watched, knowing she was right, knowing that we should not go on, knowing were we would end up. But as I watched her slender hips sway, her tight little ass moving, undulating under her tight jeans, I could not help myself. For too long had we had danced. Teasing each other, knowing what we both wanted, but never doing anything about it. Moving quickly, I sprang from my chair and caught her from behind. Throwing my arms around her, I cupped her soft firm small breasts in one hand as I pressed my other hand between her legs. She was hot, so hot that I could feel her heat through her jeans.
“Yes Val.” I pulled her into me, pressing her body to mine, as I kissed her neck.
“It’s wrong Bobby.” She melted into me, pressing herself to me, all her resistance broken.
“Then tonight we do the wrong thing.” I cupped my fingers between her leg, pulling her backwards still closer to me, nearly lifting her off the floor as I pressed my throbbing cock against her firm round ass.
Val turned in my grip, tilting her head up towards me, parting her lips asking, pleading me to kiss her. As our lips met, as out tongues picked up their dance once again, Val slid her hand down my body, fumbling with the closures of my jeans, pushing and pulling until they had slid down my thighs leaving nothing between her and my thick long cock but the thin fabric of my briefs.
“If we are going to be bad, I say we be real bad.” Slowly Val knelt before me, pulling down my thin cotton briefs as she slowly brought her mouth level with my stiff hard cock as she gently, loving, stroked me.
Looking up at me, her face painted with that devilishly cute smile of hers, that one that always made me hard, the one that made me want to always throw caution to the wind and just take her no matter the consequences, Val opened her mouth and while still looking up at me, slowly slid her open mouth over my thick hard cock, as she cupped my balls with her small warm hand.
For the next five minutes, Val did things with her mouth that I did not know were possible, that I had only dreamt of before that night. As she slowly slid her bright red lips down my shaft, she licked the bulbous engorged head of my cock with her tongue. First with the tip of her tongue and then with the thick wide middle, she swirled it over and around, making my knees weak, making me sigh with pleasure. Taking as much of my shaft into her mouth as she could, she closed her lips, enveloping my stiff cock in her hot wet mouth, holding me there, pressing her tongue flat against the underside of my cock as her finger dug and played with my hanging balls. Very slowly, her tongue still pressed hard to me, forcing my shaft against the roof of her mouth, Val began to pull her head backwards, closing her lips tightly and sucking gently. Intense pleasure enveloped my whole body, I could not help but to moan with the pleasure she was inflicting upon my entire body. Leaning back slightly, closing my eyes, I took hold of Val’s head, sinking my fingers into her soft short brown hair. As her lips touched the edge of my swollen head, she stopped, moving her tongue from underneath the shaft to my head, softly playing the tip of her tongue over my small little opening, before sliding her head back down towards the base of my thick cock. She continued, repeating the same action, with some variations, swirling her tongue around my bulbous head, dragging her teeth along my shaft, until I could take no more, until I was on the edge of coming.
“Val!” I tried to hold her head still, tried to get her to stop before I could not control myself any longer, before I filled her mouth with my thick hot come.
“Yes Bobby?” She pulled back, letting my throbbing cock fall from her mouth. “Is there something wrong?”
Slowly Val stood, pressing her body to mine, reaching up, tilting her head upwards, and kissed me. Her mouth was so hot, so filled with saliva, with the hint of a taste that had to my own pre-come. All I could think of, as our tongue swilled within each others mouths was how good it would feel to fuck her, how good it would be to drive deep into her, filling her, filling her as she moaned, as I pleased her.
“It’s your turn Bobby.” Softly she pushed on my hips, asking me to kneel before her, to please her with my mouth.
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I wrapped my arms around her, taking her ass in my hands, as I willing dropped before her. Gently, I kissed her flat firm stomach, tracing small circle with my tongue over her soft hot skin as I kneaded the tight muscular flesh of her ass.
“Bobby?” Val took my head in her hands, tilting my face upwards. “Will you?”
Her deep brown eyes burned into me, pleading with me to please her as she had pleased me, begging me to lick her hot little hole.
“Only if you sit on my face.” I moved to unfasten her jeans, slowly peeling them down her slender athletic legs; all those years of skating showed well on her body, exposing her panties to me and the first scent of her sex. Val’s panties were white, shear white, not only showing me her dark trimmed bush but also betraying the fact the she was so wet, so hot, that she had soaked her panties clean through.
“You smell good.” Slowly I pulled down her hot wet panties, kissing her softly just above her pubic hairs as Val lifted her legs, allowing me to remove her pants and panties completely.
Taking a firm grip on her hips, I pulled her downward as I fell back onto the floor. Val fell full onto my chest as I lay back on the floor. I could feel the fire between her legs, dampening the thin fabric of my shirt. My hands still on her hips, I lifted Val, pulling her towards my face, bringing her burning pussy closer to me. With one last pull and lift, I positioned Val’s dripping cunt before my face, her swollen red lips nearly touching my mouth. She was so wet that I could see the moisture, her sex, oozing from her tight little hole, gathering on her inflamed lips, before dripping to my chin.
As I pulled her to me, closing the last distance between her flaming cunt and my ready mouth, Val moaned softly. When I finally touched her soaking lips with my tongue, she moaned louder, grabbing hold of my head. When I closed my lips over her enlarged clit, she exploded, screaming my name as she came, grinding her gushing blazing cunt to my face.
Val was a sprayer, her juices, her wet hot sex, covering my face in pulsing stream after pulsing stream, as she ground herself hard against my face. I lapped as fast as I could, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of her sweet hot sex but I could not keep up with the flow pouring from her, soon her juices covered my face, my neck, I was even sure I had some in my hair.
“Oh God, stop.” Val pulled herself off my face, turning, taking my face in her hands. “That was the best.” She leaned down covering her lips with mine, kissing me deep, drinking in her own sex.
I loved it, loved that she like the way she tasted, that she was willing to kiss me with such passion and desire after I had just made her come with my mouth.
Val was laying on top of me now her steaming cunt so close to the tip of my cock I could feel her heat. Reaching between our bodies, I took hold of my stiff hard cock as I pushed Val backwards, until her hot wet lips were touching the large swollen tip of my cock.
“I’m going to make you come again you know.” I lifted my hips, slowly pushing into her, spreading her burning lips, driving gradually into her hot tight little hole.
“You better.” Val slid back on my swollen cock, driving it all the way deep inside her. “Oh God that feels so good.” Val arched her back, lifting herself up, placing her hands on my chest, sinking my cock all the way deep into her tight steaming hole.
I could not help myself but to sigh with her; she felt so good, so hot, so wet.
“Fuck me Bobby.” Val fell onto my chest, twisting, turning us, until I was on top of her, her firm slim muscular body below me, her lips pressing to my neck. “Make me scream Bobby!”
Slowly, still covering Val’s body with mine, loving how she was nibbling and sucking on my neck, I began to move my hips, just a little at first, teasing us both with the way my cock felt sliding in her hot wet hole. Putting my hands on either side of her, letting my whole of my weight lay upon her for a moment, I lifted myself up, thrusting deep into her, pressing my pelvis hard to her swollen clit as I did, making her moan and drag her fingers down my arms. I looked down at my friend’s face, looked at her as she tossed her head back and forth, her eyes barely opened. Why had we not done this before? Why had we not just given into the pleasure? I could see the pleasure, the pure lust that was coursing through my veins reflected in Val. The way her eyes were closed, the way she was thrashing beneath me, was telling me she was enjoying it as much as I was, that she liked me fucking her as much as I like doing it.
I picked up the tempo, pulling myself back, nearly completely out of her dripping hole, leaving just the head of my cock buried inside her, before thrusting back into her, driving myself as deep as I could into her burning cunt.
“Oh yes baby. Fuck me hard.” Val was pulling at my arms, raking her nail down my arms.
Faster I fucked her, picking up the tempo until I could go no faster nor could I drive any deeper into her, she had all that I could give. Val had stopped thrashing her head, tilting it back, her eyes partially closed, her mouth slightly opened. Leaning down I covered Val’s lips with my own. The moment my lips touched hers, she tilted her head towards me, wrapping an arm around my head, pulling us close together as she drove her tongue deep into my mouth, kissing with so much passion, so much raw sexual desire.
Her hand still on the back of my head, her head still off the floor, Val broke our kiss, her eyes rolling back in her head, her body stiffening under me; every muscle in her body seemed to be flexing, hardening.
“OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!” Val threw her other arm around me, pulling her whole torso off the floor, pressing hard to me.
I could feel it, I could feel her orgasm. Her muscles were contracting, undulating as I continued to slide myself in and out of her. I could feel her sex, could feel it as it flowed in her, as it splashed against my cock buried deep inside her with every muscle contraction that moved through her.
“Now Bobby, come. FILL ME NOW BOBBY! OH GOD I’M COMING!” Val was digging her nails into the back of my neck, screaming into my ear, as I could feel her muscles start their dance again.
I was glad that she had asked me to come, I could not have last through another of her orgasms, could not have held back as her muscles caressed my stiff shaft. Driving myself as deep as I could into her, I released my load, filling her with my thick molten come. With every pulse of my cock, with every contraction of my muscles, I filled her and kept filling until I was sure that my balls would shrivel to nothing, would disappear as I emptied every ounce I had deep into her.
Val’s breathing began to slow, as her body returned to her, as she once again could control what she did. Releasing her grip of me, she slowly laid herself back down on the floor, her eyes closed, a big grin on her face.
“That was…”
“Wonderful,” I finished for her as I kissed her.
For a long time we kissed, slowly gently, our uncontrolled lust now sated, taking our time with each other, sharing the love that we had for each other.
The End