Between Silk Sheets
Part 1
I was not always in the line of business I am now. There was a moment in my life I was a mother and an adored wife, but that was a long long time ago. I do what I do to survive. My children were taken from me, when they were young. My husband left me, after the departure of the children. The fault for their departure was my fault, or so he claimed. But I was not the one who was drinking. I was not the one who got behind the wheel. I was not the one in the car, when it went over the edge. Down down the children went, before they made their departure.
There were several months, when I was lost. I felt hopeless. I had no way to support myself. I had no skills, except being a good mother and a wonderful wife. When my husband left, I had nothing except the cloths on my back and a few friends. That’s when I met Brenda. She pulled me into her world and showed me how I could take the skills I had, being a wonderful wife, and turn them into raw green cash.
Do you know how much a man or women will pay to feel special? I am not like the majority of the women in my profession, I don’t walk the streets looking for “Johns”. Johns come to me, by appointment, after they have been thoroughly checked out. They pay top dollar just to be in the same room. I have had some wild times.
I remember once Brenda called me, laughing. It was a belly hearty laugh, that could bring tears to your eyes. She asked if I was open to meeting a gay couple. I must say, I was very curious. How could a meer women, turn on two gay men? They wanted to tie me up and shower me with their attention, for $12,000, I was game!
They met me at my penthouse. They both walked in wearing tight black leather. I showed them my playroom with shackles hanging from the ceiling and walls. They placed me in the middle, making sure I was secure. I told them they could use the whips, if they desire, with one major restriction, they could not draw blood. I love being whipped. I love the pain as it courses through my body and tickles my inner fancy, making me cum. They undressed down to matching leather thongs. Their bodies dripping with anticipation. As they watched each other undress, they both got hard. They had the most beautiful big cocks. They were not the biggest cocks I have ever had, but they were definitely inviting.
Between Silk Sheets
Part 2
As they chained me, I asked if I could suck their precious lances. They responded by brutally ripping my silk dress from my body. They told me to watch how it was done, as the taller of the two, squatted down in front of his lover, placing his lover’s dick into his mouth. How he did it, I don’t know, but he swallowed the whole dick into his mouth and sucked until it was pulsing hard. They asked if I wanted it and I said yes. For each yes, the whip rippled over my bare flesh, raising bright red welts.
The tingle of pain passed through my body, causing the flesh between my thighs to become silky wet. I wanted to be touched and played with, but they were interested primarily with themselves. As they whipped me, they became increasingly excited with each other. They removed their leather thongs and surrounded me from both sides. They kept asking if I wanted to feel their heat. I wanted to have their pulsing cocks inside me. I wanted to taste their sweet juices.
I have always enjoyed sex, even with my husband. I love having sex with both men and women, the stranger the better. I was getting off with these two gay guys teasing me with their beautiful large cocks and not letting me touch. I was getting off on the pain they were increasingly distributing over my body. They approached me from either side, inserting one hard cock into my wet pussy and the other into my welcoming ass. They filled me completely.
They started playing with each other and kissing each other through me and around me, using me purely as a penetrational device. They were not interested in me as a women. They were interested in fitting their hard cocks into a living hot hole. They came in unison, pulling out in time to shower me with their sweet white juice.
Later I called Brenda and relived the event. They left me so horny, I wanted more. Knowing that I was ready for another customer, Brenda decided to come over and relieve my sexual agony herself. This was not a first. When I was woken with nightmares or left unsatisfied, Brenda and I got together. There was nothing more passionate than having sex with a close friend. We knew each other’s bodies and easily rose each other to increased heightened passion.
This night, she surprised me. When she told me I was in the mood for another customer, I assumed she would come over and relieve me. When Brenda knocked on the door, she had a man with her. His head was covered with a mask. All I could see was a beautifully built body, rippling with hard muscles.
Between Silk Sheets
Part 3
Later I called Brenda and relived the event. They left me so horny, I wanted more. Knowing that I was ready for another customer, Brenda decided to come over and relieve my sexual agony herself. This was not a first. When I was woken with nightmares or left unsatisfied, Brenda and I got together. There was nothing more passionate than having sex with a close friend. We knew each other’s bodies and easily rose each other to increased heightened passion.
This night, she surprised me. When she told me I was in the mood for another customer, I assumed she would come over and relieve me. When Brenda knocked on the door, she had a man with her. His head was covered with a mask. All I could see was a beautifully built body, rippling with hard muscles.
Brenda came in and helped the man undress. We both stared in awe as we viewed the most beautiful body we had seen in a long long time. His body reminded me of someone, someone I had known a long time before. But I couldn’t put my finger on who he was. Brenda moved the man toward me as he released the sash to my robe. I allowed my silk robe to fall around me, displaying my naked body. I approached Brenda and helped her out of her outfit. She loves wearing outfits with all these little buttons and snaps. Sometimes, I am in such a hurry, I just tear her cloths from her, afterwards replacing them with my own.
Brenda and I were immediately drawn to his very well hung member. Kneeling in front of him, we took his member into our hands. We took turns sucking his lance and sucking his balls, occasionally sneaking a kiss or two in between. We were able to maneuver him to the bed, laying him down. He continually groaned with pleasure. He reached down and gently stroked our heads, running his fingers through our hair. Again, something about him was so familiar, but I was unable to place my finger on it.
As I continued sucking on his penis, Brenda started sucking on my nipples. She had lost complete interest in his hard lance. Brenda moved her hot tongue from my nipples, making a sizzling path down my tummy. She nudged her nose over my thick pubic hair, until her tongue found my wet seam. I felt her tongue moving over my lips, occasionally sucking and nibbling.
Between Silk Sheets
Part 4
I wanted to feel his penis deep inside of me, so I straddled over his hard cock, plunging it deep. I forgot about Brenda, which is quite unusual, as I rode his hard lance. I had to know who was this stranger. He seemed to know precisely how to please me, because as I straddled him, he moved his hands to my large firm breasts and massaged them just as I liked it.
As we approached orgasm, I wanted to deeply kiss this very sexual specimen of the male species. As I felt his body stiffen with the oncoming wave of pleasure, I pulled off his black mask, revealing an astonishing secret. I grasped not only in pleasure but also in shock, as we came together.
You may have already guessed… Yes, there before me was the husband who had left me, several years ago. I looked around the room for Brenda, but she had long ago departed. I was both shocked and hurt. The old pain and betrayal coming back in the same tormented waves of the orgasm that had just slammed against my beach, echoing its song through my ears. Beneath me was the man, I still very much loved and yet, deep in my soul I hated. He tried to hold me as I struggled to pull away. All I wanted to know was, why… Why did he come back? And why like this, a masked man, paying for sex? Brenda’s customer (my ex-husband) had paid a cool $10K for one more tussle in the hay. Why?
He held me as I struggled against him, beating my fists across his chest. He told me he still loved me. He didn’t dare ask for my forgiveness, for he knew it would never come. But he could now afford me, and if he couldn’t have me as a wife, then perhaps occasionally, he would have me as a lover.
The sentiment was sweet, as I told him his time was up, promptly showing him to the door. As I closed the door in his face, I realized this last time, this last roll in the hay had somehow released the energy I was holding for him.
Brenda and I have thoroughly discussed this evening over the last few months. We both agree that that evening was the most profitable and the weirdest. Since I have released the pent up anger and feelings I held for my ex-husband, my sexual situations have become much more enjoyable. Additionally, I have finally realized the only true partner for me is Brenda. I can’t wait to have new and exciting experiences with her and my new found freedom. As for my ex-husband, well he can pay someone else for sex… His money is not wanted at this door!
END
Afternoon delights
Part 1
I had just got out of the shower and into my adjoining bedroom dripping wet.? I walked over to open my bedroom window and noticed my next door neighbor, Mrs. Lisa Mason, stretched out on a lawn chair getting some sun in her backyard.? What caught my attention was the very fact that Mrs. Mason was wearing nothing with the exception of a pair of sunglasses.? Mrs. Mason is a very beautiful and voluptuous 30-something woman and being the typical 18-year old boy, as I stood admiring Lisa Mason stretched out naked; my penis began to respond independently as it throbbed before hardening to a full erection.?
It was at this moment that I realized if I was able to see Lisa Mason; it meant Lisa Mason was able to see me as well.? And as I tried to respond by stepping away from the window, I noticed Lisa Mason picking up her cell-phone and knew what was going to happen.? In the split second that immediately followed, I hoped that it was simply by chance that the phone was ringing and it wasn’t Mrs. Mason that was calling.? And while all of this was happening, another part of me was almost hoping that Mrs. Mason was phoning and to let me know that she was enjoying her view of me as much as I was enjoying my view of her.
Part 2
When I answered the phone, it was Lisa Mason on the line as she didn’t mentioned anything of me being nude or me having admired my view of her.? Lisa Mason calmly stated that she had made a pitcher of lemonade and wondered if I couldn’t be a dear and going over to her kitchen and pouring a glass for her.? Without having the chance to say a word, Lisa Mason hanged up on me and waved her hand before putting down her phone.? I slipped into a pair of jogging shorts and did as Lisa Mason wanted; I handed Lisa Mason a glass of lemonade with my eyes locked on to her erect nipples.? Lisa Mason thanked me for the lemonade and after she took a sip, Lisa Mason said of having purchased something for my upcoming graduation present; but said if I wanted, I was welcome to getting something else I might appreciate more.
Upon completing her sentence, Lisa Mason spread her legs and revealed that she was a natural blonde as the tiny patch of pubic hair just above her vaginal opening matched the hair on Lisa Mason’s head.? Lisa smiled and commented that it wasn’t necessary for me to be polite and without her saying another word, I dropped to my knees as I licked at one of Lisa’s erect nipples before taking it into my mouth.? My actions caused for Lisa to laugh, as she commented on how there wasn’t any need for foreplay and emphasized her point by pushing my head to her pussy.? I decided not to resist and did as Lisa Mason wanted as I pressed the lips of my mouth to the lips of her pussy.? And while I wasn’t really sure of what to expect, I was a bit shocked when this adult woman made noises not unlike that of the girls in school as she moaned “Oh god,” repeatedly as my tongue licked up and down at Lisa Mason’s vaginal opening.
Part 3
One thing that was distinctly different was when Lisa Mason experienced her first climax.? Lisa Mason screamed if she was being sexually assaulted and then ejaculated a huge jet of love honey; this was a total surprise to me as while I’ve seen similar ejaculation from teenage girls of my own age, the release was usually nothing more than a trickle and totally unlike the spray I had experienced.? The folds of Lisa’s pussy were swollen at this point which made my efforts a whole lot easier and from Lisa’s continued moans and gasps; I knew that she was enjoying every moment of what I was doing.? In between licking at Lisa Mason’s pussy, I even attempted to fuck her pussy using my tongue; thus, this caused Lisa to moan for me to lick at her clitoris and to use my fingers on her pussy.?
Lisa had her legs over my shoulders at this point and I worried that other neighbors might hear what might be happening, but Lisa Mason calmed my fears as she said that my window was the only that had a view to the portion of the backyard we were in.? And as I continued to lick at Lisa’s clitoris while finger-fucking her, she continued to moan and gasp as if she was a virgin having her first sexual encounter.? Lisa continued to have one climax after another every few minutes; I finally stopped after nearly 30 minutes and my jaws got tired, as I pushed down my jogging shorts and replaced my tongue and fingers with my erect penis.? It was the first time that I had ever made love without using a condom and was a bit surprised by how incredible it felt as my penis slipped in and out of Lisa’s buttery soft pussy.
Part 4
I’m not sure if it was the excitement I felt or the circumstances of the lovemaking, as I climaxed only after about ten minutes.? I rested on top of Lisa Mason and after a bit of kissing, Lisa said I had finished too quickly as she motioned for me to withdraw my semi-erect penis from her pussy.? I did as Lisa wanted and was rewarded with a blowjob, as Lisa took my softening penis into her mouth and began doing her magic.? It didn’t take long before my penis harden to a new erection and was ready for more, as Lisa released my penis from her mouth and got on all fours; I knew what Lisa Mason wanted immediately as I positioned myself behind her and began fucking her doggie style.? Lisa moaned for me to fuck her harder and I did as she wanted, but after several minutes, Lisa instructed for me to reach around and rub at her clitoris while I continued to fuck her, as I brought Lisa to an orgasm as intense as the first one she had while I licked her pussy.
Lisa then moaned for me to do something I had never done, as she invited me to fuck her ass.? And if I had thought Lisa Mason had a tight pussy, her ass was even tighter as it truly felt if I was fucking a virgin.? Lisa moaned that I was killing her, but said of not caring; but this wasn’t the end as Lisa had me withdraw and fuck her again in the missionary position.? With Lisa’s legs touching her breasts, I continued fucking Lisa in her ass while she rubbed at her clitoris with one hand while fingering her pussy with another hand.? Lisa experienced yet another intense orgasm and this time, I wasn’t very far behind.? Lisa Mason sensed my orgasm was nearing as she pushed me away and took my penis into her mouth.? Lisa Mason didn’t need to wait long as I spewed my load of sperm into her mouth within minutes of her beginning to suck on me.? Lisa Mason and I rested before jumping into the pool to clean up.? Afterwards, Lisa Mason made me an offer that I couldn’t refuse and as it!
?was to be available for similar lovemaking when she called me.? Not being stupid or having a steady girlfriend, I accepted Lisa Mason’s offer and know it was a right one to make.
End of story.
Just VERY good friends
Part 1
It all started as a bit of a game really. I am in my forties and have been married to Rachael for over 12 years. We have a good relationship and like a lot of couples our sex life has become more functional than passionate desire.We have two good friends who have been married for about the same time as us and we go away for weekend breaks to the seaside and enjoy the banter.Mandy has always teased me and I have always responded with sexy innuendo.
One week Mandy’s husband Jim had to work away at the same time my wife Rachael had to stay away on a conference.Jokingly I said to Jeff I would look after Mandy and implied to Mandy that she could request anything she liked and I would provide it.Well, after kissing Rachael goodbye and knowing Jeff had already driven off to work, Mandy knocked on my front door and asked if I would like to share dinner on the first night our partners were away. I accepted and said I would bring the wine.I went round to Mandy’s at 7.30pm and Mandy was wearing an old pair of jeans and was covered in what looked like was flour.Mandy said she was just going to change and everything was under control.When Mandy came down she was dressed in a skirt. I had never seen her wearing a skirt and said this to her. She said Jeff did not like her wearing skirts but she loved to and when ever he was not around she put one on.
Part 2
I said I loved skirts especially short sexy ones and said ‘I bet you have not got any of those’. The skirt Mandy was wearing was not short and was nice but not sexy.Mandy said she had lots of skirts and was sure she could wear something that I liked and said perhaps after dinner she could try some on and I could rate them.We eat and drank a bottle of wine and the food was good and we were happy chatting but did not make the usual innuendos as we would have if our partners were around. Everything was kept at a civil level all above board.
After the plates were taken into the kitchen I suggested that while I washed up Mandy could try some skirts on and I would rate them out of 10.I soon washed up and Mandy called me upstairs.When I reached the middle of the stairs and looked up Mandy was stood at the top of the stairs wearing a very short red slit skirt.I said to hear that it looked great but did not go with the jumper she was wearing to my surprise she took her top off and said what about now.I said the red skirt did not go with her brown bra and she said wait there and disappeared.I sat on the stairs and she called me into the bedroom.Mandy was sat on the bed with her legs crossed wearing a longer black leather skirt and a black bra and said ‘how’s this looking’I said it matches but the skirts a bit long and she passed me some scissors and said that she never wears this skirt so I could tailor it if I liked.