The room was quiet when she entered, she had expected him to be awake, he never slept or that was what she knew of him to be true. Instead she found a quiet room, and the soft breaths that only the fast asleep produced. Creeping further into the room, she moved until she stood beside his bed, she had been in her own and had wanted to see just how he slept when she was not next to him. When he slept curled around her body, her own nestled into his body warmth. It was hard not to get lost in that feeling, in the warmth of his body, the heat of his touch. She moved forward, her knees touching the edge of his bed before she moved until she crawled onto the bed. She watched his every movement hoping he didn't wake until she wished him to. Her hand curled around the duvet and pulled slowly downwards, revealing his body as she did. He was a work of art, one she wanted to just glance on, but that wasn't what was on the cards; no she had something else in mind. She pulled until the duvet was down around his ankles, his body bared to her gaze. She slid her hands up his thighs, creating a space between them so that she could sit comfortably. She looked up the line of his body, enjoying the view for that single moment before she lowered her body and licked the skin just below his belly button. He tasted salty, having sweated in his sleep, he was like a delicious salt treat and she continued down as she nibbled and sucked. Stopping every few moments to make sure he was still sleeping. He slept on and she grinned, her lips grazing over his skin as she nibbled her way to his hip, pausing when she felt him move but he soon settled. She didn't know why he slept better when she was near him and yet he had no idea she was there and so should have woken by now, but on he slept. She suckled his skin, sucking until she knew she drew the blood to the surface, could feel the throb against her lips that signalled that he would carry her mark, at least for a few days. From his hip she traveled back towards the middle of his body, her tongue dipping into his belly button before her tongue swirled down to the start of his pelvis. He had developed v lines in the time she knew him, she had watched them develop and drooled over the possibility of touching them, but here she was getting to do more then touch, she was getting to taste them, enjoying the hard ridged feel against her tongue. Licking her way down she moved her body to widen his legs, her hands massaging the firm muscles as she explored his body while he slumbered. With each luck she drifted closer and closer to his cock. Wanting to get there before he grew hard, before he became the monster she knew him to be. With one last lick, her mouth opened and closed around his soft cock, feeling it against her tongue as she rolled it around her mouth. It was a completely different texture, sometimes that softly deceptive. She sucked and pulled at his shaft, knowing that before long he would grow and change, he would become silk covered steel and fill her mouth to stretching. With each suck she expected him to wake and yet he did nothing more then move slightly, was she doing it right? She took him deeply, knowing she could with him being soft as he was, she swallowed her throat contracting around his tip, the action awakening his body that she felt as he began to grow. He grew against her tongue, one minute soft the next stretching her mouth to bursting. She pulled back until the tip of her tongue caressed the head of his cock, his body moving as his hands slid into her hair of their own design. His hands tightened in her hair, fisting the strands tightly as his hips rose. Slowly at first and then faster and faster, he started to fuck her mouth, they both moaned at the same time. Her hand fondled his balls, rolling them with just the right pressure of squeezes that had him groaning in pleasure. His cock slid over her tongue and deep into the heat of her throat. With each thrust his breathing increased, his hands flexing in her hair, she hollowed out her cheeks the pressure increasing as he took her mouth in his sleep. Was he dreaming of this or was he thinking of what else he would take of hers. She had thought to take advantage of him, but she was no longer sure who was taking advantage of whom. Listening as his breathing deepened, feeling his body seize as he climaxed. He flowed over her tongue, flooding her mouth and throat with his hot seed. It coated the inside of her mouth with a sweet and salty flavour, she drunk down all that he gave, but he gave to much to be contained and it drizzled down her chin. Pulling from his hold, she sat up between his legs and her eyes met his open and awake ones. She grinned as she licked her lips... "Good Morning...

3 March 2018

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It was agreed. Not a word would be spoken. You knew the time and the place. You would leave your door unlocked. At the agreed time I would arrive and approach the door hungry for what was about to occur. The door opens and all that can be seen is the flicker of candle light. Nothing can be heard except the hammering of my heart. I know I'm not alone. I know somewhere, in another room your heart is hammering too. Anticipation is building. I slowly make my way through the house. You are becoming more and more excited. You don't know what will happen, but you can't wait for whatever it is. As I find the room where the flickering light is stronger, I remain outside listening. I can hear your breathing is quicker and deeper than it would be normally. As I enter, you have done as I asked. You stand with your back to the door, your hands resting against the foot of the bed, naked, the light illuminating your beauty. Your legs are apart and I notice a slight shake in your body. Nervous excitement is driving you wild. I approach you and place a blindfold around your head. You tremble at my touch. My fingers brush your hair away from your face and you take a sharp intake of air. I step back and admire your beautiful female body. My fingers reach for you and lightly caress your cheek and down your neck. They spread to your shoulders and move across your upper back. Slowly the trace light touches down your spine and I move closer. My mouth is close to your ear and I know you can feel my breath. My fingers move across to your hands and slowly travel up and back to your shoulders. As i continue to caress you gently I know you want more. My hands pause on your shoulders before slowly moving around to your breasts. Circling, teasing. Light touches, light nails. Gentle caresses before I find your nipples. I roll them gently and give a gentle squeeze. My hands continue to explore covering every inch of you. They move up and down your legs, over your stomach and all over your back. Kisses are placed on your neck, between your shoulder blades and behind your ears. Slowly, I turn you around and keep your legs apart. I can you are excited. You glisten in the candle light. My hands continue to explore as do my kisses. My fingers hover below your stomach and mm by mm travel south. They skirt around your lips and down your thighs. They return and repeat. I feel your hips push towards me, but I'm not ready...yet. Just when you think you can't handle it any more, my fingers part your lips and slide over that sweet spot of pleasure. You gasp as they pass over and down to your yearning entrance before returning again. This happens more with varied pressure. Up and down, circling, gentle, firmly. Ever so slowly my fingers work their magic on you building your desire. Then i withdraw them. I know you can hear me undress and another tremble escapes you. I approach you and turn you around again. I guide your legs apart and move your hands to the bed rail. My cock is positioned , ready. All i have to do is push. I hold steady as my fingers reach around and tease your clit more. Finally I enter you slowly inch by inch. My fingers travel across you. Your clit, your breasts, stomach, back shoulders, neck. I find my rhythm moving in and out slowly. All the way in and all the way out to my tip. My hands don't stop. I can feel you won't take long. Your hips match my movements and it's building. You can't keep quiet any longer. Moans escape you lips. Gasps. This excites me further. Finally neither of us can hold back and we erupt in a huge release of sexual fulfillment. Your legs shake as you give yourself to the moment. We hold steady in the moment, heavy breaths shaking bodies. Then slowly I withdraw. I turn you around and kiss you deeply. I then gather my belongings and leave, as agreed.

28 February 2018

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Hmmm where will I start?  Maybe with you coming into the store late one afternoon about half an hour before closing.  There aren't many people around and only a few walking by.  You walk right into the store and up the back to where I am standing behind the counter checking something on the computer.  After what we have done in the past you can start to feel yourself getting aroused just walking up to me. You are wearing a skirt and a blouse that buttons up.  I look up from the computer and smile at you.  I look you up and down and start to feel my penis growing as I imagine you naked.  You start to blush a little and I know you are thinking of the same thing.  You stand at the side of the counter just around the corner from where I am standing.  I give you a quick kiss then go back to my work. Or at least it looks like I do. Instead of work visions of what we could be doing start running through my head.  I reach around the corner of the counter and place my hand on your ars, lightly squeezing it.  I pull you around the corner a little so we are both looking out the front door.  You move your hand down to my crotch and can feel my cock throbbing through my trousers.  I reach down and pull your skirt up at the back and slide my hand across your ars over your panties. I slide my hand under your ars and between your legs where I can feel your body is hot and wet. You can feel your nipples getting hard and rubbing against the fabric of your bra, making them even more sensitive.  You part your legs a little, letting me rub my hand all the way between your legs. I push the fabric of your panties to one side and run the tip of my finger all the way along your pussy lips, making you bite your lip a little as it runs over your clit.  I do it a few more times then take my finger away and putting it to my lips, suck your juices off it. You watch as I do and can feel the arousal building more and more in yourself.  I tell you to move to the other side, which you do and you turn to face me. You are on my right side now and you lean forward on the counter.  Again I lift your skirt at the back and this time it's my stronger right hand, this time however I pull your panties down a little so that they are at the top of your thighs leaving your ars and pussy naked underneath your skirt.  I rub my hand across your left ars cheek then slide my hand between them, running my fingers along your body, over your tight little arshole, sending a shiver through your body, then between your pussy lips like before.  Then I rub over your hot mound with my whole hand, feeling how hot and wet you are.  I fold my middle finger back into the palm of my hand, making a hard little nub that rubs between your lips and over your clit as the two fingers either side rub over your pussy.  I can tell by your face that you are very aroused and approaching orgasm as I slide my middle finger inside your body slowly.  You grip the counter a little as I do, trying not to give away too much with your face as we watch the people walk by.  I slide my finger out of you and instead slide my thumb inside you, allowing me to use my middle finger to stimulate your clit.  Your juices are flowing down onto my hand and I can start to feel your body move against me, your thighs shaking a little.  All of a sudden you grip the counter hard with one hand and put your other on mine through your skirt, saying "Don't stop" through gritted teeth as you orgasm there in the store, your body thrusting against the counter as you cum hard.   You stand there for a little while, your breathing slowing down.  Then you turn around to face me and put your hand firmly on the bulge in my trousers.  Squeezing it a little you say to me "Well are you going to give me what I came here for?" and lick your lips a little.  Then you unzip my trousers and slide your hand inside my jocks, taking a firm grip on the hard cock you find there.  You push my underwear down, letting my cock spring free from it's confinement.  It's hard and throbbing in your hand as you stroke it from base to tip, a little drop of precum wetting the tip.  You touch it with your finger then lick it off, a smile playing on your lips.  You push your panties off underneath your skirt then lift your leg and wrap it around my waist, pushing your heel into my ars making me come closer to you.  You reach down with one hand while your other is on my shoulder steadying you.  You take my throbbing rod in your hand and slide it up and down your wet slit before digging your heel into my ars once again and guiding the head into you.  You gasp as you feel it part your lips and I can feel the warm wetness of your body against my flesh.  I grab you by the ars and pull us closer, pushing my cock into you a little more before slowly sliding out a little again.  Each time I push in a little further before sliding my cock back out, but it's slow, very slow so as to not arouse suspicion of what we are doing.  You can feel every inch of me sliding in and out of you until finally my entire length is inside you.  We continue this way for only a little while before the sensation of your warm wetness wrapped around my cock, along with the vivid memory of you cumming in my hand, push me to the edge of orgasm.  I pull almost all the way out of you before thrusting my length all the way in again and you feel the pressure inside you as I orgasm, shooting my hot white semen deep inside your body.  We stay like that for a time as the last of my cum spurts from the head of my cock filling your pussy.  Then I pull out of you, warm cum dripping from your pussy and coating my cock.  You put your fingertips in it then put it to your lips as we kiss, tasting our combined cum.  I slip my cock back inside my pants and zip up as you pull your panties back up.  We kiss one more time then you walk out of the store, feeling our cum leaking from your body into your drenched panties.

21 February 2018

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I think I might start with me coming to your house and you opening the door to me. You invite me in and I follow you down the hall to the kitchen, watching your ars as you walk. I'm extremely horny and my pants are hiding my erection. We get to the kitchen and you turn around and I kiss you, our tongues playing with each other as we wrap our arms around the other. I can feel your boobs pressed against my chest as we kiss and my hands start to move down your back to your ars, pulling you to me. Your legs go to each side of mine and you can feel my erection pressing against your leg. Feeling my hard cock pressing into you, you start to grind yourself up and down against my leg, slowly with my hands on your ars. I press my leg into you and push my hands harder onto your ars, pulling you into me further and making you feel the pressure as my leg presses against your pussy. It's making you hornier and you rub my crotch with your hand, feeling my throbbing cock under the fabric. I break our kiss and push you against your kitchen table, making you lean against it. I start to kiss your neck, working my way from side to side across your throat before telling you turn around. You turn around so you are up against the table with my body pressing against your ars. I keep kissing your neck from behind as my arms wrap around you so my hands are on your boobs. You are moving your ars against me so that it rubs against my stiff cock through my trousers. My hands rub your boobs, feeling the nipples grow hard against my palms. One of my hands slides down between your legs and starts to rub at your pussy. You are moving your body against mine and you can start to feel the wetness build between your thighs. My hand slides inside your pants and rubs your pussy through your panties, the moisture getting them all wet. I undo your top and pull it off you, turning you around again. I kiss my way from your throat down to your boobs then undo your bra and slip it off you, leaving your breasts naked. I kiss them, taking first one nipple then the other into my mouth and sucking on them, feeling them grow hard in my mouth as my tongue flicks the tip of your nipples. I push your legs apart with mine and stand between them, rubbing my crotch into yours as my hands are on your ars again. My mouth is on your boobs, sucking and licking your nipples as we grind into each other. I undo my shirt and take it off then start to kiss you again, your boobs pressing into my bare chest. You sit on the table and wrap your legs around my waist, pulling me harder into you. You can feel my hard cock rubbing against your pussy through our clothes which only gets you wetter. My hand slides down your pants and I can feel how wet you are. I undo your pants and you stand up, letting them drop to the floor then sit back on the table. I bend and suck and kiss your boobs again, rolling your nipples in my mouth and pulling them with my teeth as I rub your soaking panties with one hand. I grab the waistband of your panties in my hands and pull them down and off you, leaving you naked sitting on your table. I push your legs apart and kneel between them with your thighs resting on my shoulders. I start to kiss your inner thighs, working my way closer and closer towards your body until I'm kissing the wetness off your pussy. I put my tongue out and in one smooth motion lick all the way from your bottom to the top of your gorgeous slit, tasting you. Next time my tongue parts your lips, sliding between them and over your clit, making you moan. I use my hands to part your lips so that I can lick and suck your clit, taking it into my mouth and sucking on it softly. You lie back on the table as I continue, one hand on your boobs teasing your nipples and the other on the back of my head. I keep going, licking and sucking your pussy lips and clit, tasting your beautiful juices as they come from your body as you move closer and closer to orgasm. I slide one of my fingers into your pussy and press on your g spot, making you gasp. I keep going slowly sliding a second finger into you, penetrating you as you start to move beneath me. Your movements start to take on a steady involuntary rhythm as you get close to cumming with you moving your legs so your heels dig into my shoulders and both hands on my head, pushing my face into you. You start to moan louder and louder as you grind into my face until finally you start to cum, telling me "don't stop babe" as you thrust your pussy into my face. The orgasm rips bolts of pleasure through your body. Your thrusts die down and you lie there as I stand up. I lean over you and kiss you on the mouth. You can taste yourself on my lips as I kiss you. You sit up and can see I've taken my trousers off, leaving me naked with my erect cock standing out from my body. You slip off the table and grasp my erection in your hands, feeling it throb in your fingers. You smile at me and then bend down with my cock at the level of your face. YOu stroke it a couple of times then lightly kiss the tip before you poke your tongue out and lick the pre-cum that's on the tip. You part your lips and slide your mouth down the length, tasting it. You then proceed to blow me like I've never been blown before, ending with my cum spurting from the tip of my cock. You stand up and grab me by the cock, pulling me and leading me into your bedroom. You lie down on the bed and I follow you, lying with our arms wrapped around each other. We begin to kiss again, tenderly at first then more passionately as our hands explore each others naked body. You can feel my dick getting hard again as your already wet pussy starts to get wetter. Finally we are lying together fully aroused doing all but fuck each other when I move away and tell you to get on your hands and knees. You kneel on the bed and I kneel behind you, sliding the tip of my hard, throbbing cock up and down your slit to get it nice and wet before you reach between your legs and grab it, guiding the head into your pussy. I grab you by the hips and slide it in a little further before pulling almost all the way back out, teasing you with my cock. I push in a little further each time before pulling almost all the way back out each time, letting you feel every little bit of my hard cock sliding into you until my cock is all the way into your pussy. Then I start slowly sliding in and out of you, getting a little faster each time, until we are fucking fast, my balls slapping against your wet pussy lips. You reach down to play with your clit as we fuck, making yourself cum in no time at all. The sensation of your pussy muscles clamping around my hard cock and you thrusting your body against me brings on my own orgasm and I blow my load of thick white cum deep inside you. We lie side by side on your bed, our bodies coated in sweat and each others cum, a pleased smile on both our faces.

21 February 2018

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Filling your ass with my cock, I tighten my jaw in pleasurable resistance. As I steadily plunge deeper, you hold in all sound, along with your breath. Struggling and failing not to rush, I push all the way inside you, and a single scream eludes your grasp. As soon as I feel able to do so without cumming, I retract, then thrust again. Gentle play has quickly given way to fucking your ass so hard that the bed shakes beneath us. Not hard enough, though. You're still quiet. Taking firm hold of your ass, I pull it toward me as I force my cock into it as hard as I can. It's not going to take long, I can tell. You are so tight around me. As I fuck you, I collapse a little with pleasure. I'm leaning over you a little, pulling your hair as I regain my balance. Thrusting faster against me, you obviously know what I know. In moments, I'm going to cum. I can't hold back against this. Starting to retract, I feel your feet behind me. Continuing to thrust for a moment, the pleasure is mounting. My skin is tingling. My vision is beginning to sparkle. I'm going to cum. I tell you so, and you moan with delight. I ask you where, and you tell me anywhere I want. This feels amazing. You feel amazing. I pull back urgently. I'm going to cum on your ass. Fuck. Almost out, I collide with your legs again, and they push back against me. You are so tight. Both of us are quivering, shaking, partway over the edge. One more attempt, but your legs are crossed, holding me down, pressing me further into you. I tell you that I'm cumming, but you still don't let me go. I know what you want, but I want you to say it. Tell me to cum in your ass. Do it fast though, since I can't last much longer, no matter how hard I try. Maintaining my focus as long as I can… Say it. Just say it, please. One more second… And you finally say it. Here it comes. Here I go. Thrusting viciously into you now, unable discern through the clouds of my own sensation if the sounds you're making are of pleasure, pain, or the perfect mix. Unable to care, for the moment as well. I can feel how like a steel spike I am as I drive into you, pierce you and fuck you with every minuscule remainder of my power. Now. The first stream of hot fluid discharges deep inside you, at the pinnacle of a violent thrust. The second erupts within you in much greater volume. I can feel a pocket of my hot cum forming, caressing the head of my cock in a slippery mess. You make me feel so dirty, so thrilled, so alive. I'm cumming in your ass… Fuck. I need every second of us, every second with you. Each is an eternity, until it's over. The third blast of thick, hot cum pushes the last one a little deeper, and starts spreading the hot liquid further around me. Holding your hips and regaining some of my vision, I start hammering you uncontrollably. You feel several more spurts jet into you as my cock slams into you, jumping and twitching all the way down. When it's finally over, I collapse – all my weight atop you, my cock still buried in you. Now, all we can do is lay here, gasping great gulps of postcoital pleasure, and shaking with shear, devilish delight...

18 February 2018

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She waits inside their secret place, hair up, suit neatly pressed. He bursts in, bringing the vigour of his exertions with him and slams his foot onto the bench. As he bends to remove his runners, she lunges from behind, grabs his singlet and peels it off with an urgency that both suprises and excites her. His lean, lightly moistened body is now fully exposed to her ravenous hands which turn him and push his shoulders back against the wall. She plants a firm kiss, breaks, then latches on to his chest, running her tongue down until it reaches the tight polyester garment nestling his manhood. She teases out the contours with her busy, persistent fingers, soon triggering the desired response. Abruptly the shorts are ripped away and without warning she has consumed his hard rod whole with a mouth so soft and delicate that his knees buckle under the weight of pleasure. Her lips suck and slide, her toungue serpentine in its wicked delight. All he can do is unravel her glistening hair and fondle it tenderly...until he can take no more. In one movement he rises, cradles her body against his own and brings them down gently onto the carefully laid mat. They roll and heave with wild athleticism. Before long he has removed her suit and freed her exquisite breasts. They find each other's groins and grind feverishly, his hot flesh pressed against her fine lace panties. She pauses to slip them off and in that moment melts his eyes with a look of final abandonment. He draws a deep breath and plunges in...

26 January 2018

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The Tulip After meeting informally at a conference and a few conversations which seemed to spark a mutual curiosity about one another, Gideon’s invitation to meet for a drink seemed innocuous enough. After all, they made each other smile, and occasionally laugh; their inclinations in music and art and public matters were similar, and there was a physical frission between them that wasn’t conventional attraction, but created a dull, interior warmth in them both. It was like the knowing of a hidden thing, that few others could sense. Both were a part of a couple, but unknown to each other, had started to outgrow their partners sexually, and so shared the same longing for release and a new stage on which to perform and to stretch . Both were inherently loners, although active socially; both absorbed in their work and their daytime lives, so neither were remotely interested in romantic entanglements, but extremely interested in a whole variety of other entanglements. Life, they figured, was short, and so was their tolerance for the ordinary. They both wanted to use, and to be used. They wanted to cloak themselves in a new persona while stripping the clothes and the public inhibitions from their collaborator; to sate their appetites, but then to walk away into their daylights with a secret energy radiating from their loins and a smile curling at their lips. It was inevitable, with so many threads in their individual lives drawing together, that a rope of some kind would be formed. They had exchanged numbers quickly and their occasional phone but more frequent text exchanges had pushed their conversations flirtatiously into those other preoccupations that dealt solely with play and pleasure, and those things which occupied their secret spaces ­ what aroused them, what fascinated them, the stimulations they hungered for. Almost from the beginning, there was an apparent simpatico evident between them. It doesn’t take long to recognise one of your own. Despite the fact that he seemed a newcomer to some of the physical explorations she was already making, she had a sense that his instincts showed some promise, and so meeting for a drink was a normal next step to test her hunch. He was lean and physical, with an intense gaze and a creative bent, coiled somehow, and more on the interesting side of attractive than the handsome. She was never short on attention, and drawing men to her was easy, but ­ we’ll call her Valerie - was not a common girl. Perhaps it was the measure of Spanish blood in her lineage that led her to expect that attraction and lust needed to be laced with a little mystery. She needed some shadowy element of the unknowable in her partner (or her prey) to make her pulse quicken beyond her lawyer’s normal, stable professional coolness. She wondered whether she might be able to slot him into the fantasies that woke her in the half-dreamt, pre-dawn dark each morning long before her husband stirred, and which drew her hand ever so slowly across her breasts, sparking her nipples quickly to life, and inexorably continuing down her belly, to the peak of her mound, and then down, and further down. She wondered whether those instincts she felt he may have might lead him to take hold of her fantasy, and to quietly assert his control over her anticipation; to bind her body and to travel over and through it, with his hands and his words and his silences. They agreed to continue their conversation in person at a bar in the lobby of The Ansonia - a chic new boutique hotel in the city. The bar had an opulent Oriental theme and they had arranged to meet after work on a Thursday night. Valerie had a full day of meetings as part of her annual client review cycle. She would try to reinforce her firm’s value to them and present a picture of legal victories claimed or commercial defeats and embarrassments averted, while coolly deflecting the overly attentive gaze of her mostly male clients. She’d been torn between the fear of being distracted during her meetings by the anticipation of her rendezvous with Gideon that night and the desire to put an edge on her day so that when the night came, she would be in costume physically and mentally. She decided that at this point in her life, “edge “easily trumped “distraction”, and that she would go for it. Along with her tailored black jacket and skirt, she wore a fitted white blouse of heavy, quite masculine Egyptian cotton. While the weight of fabric leant toward the masculine, it was cut to her every contour and this, in concert with its opacity implied a definite, but inaccessible femininity. It was collarless, buttoned high, elongating her neck and providing a palette against which her deep chestnut hair fell and played artfully with a jade and amber beaded necklace which sat and fell just over the ridge of her breasts. Christian Louboutin black patent leather pumps and seamed black silk stocking completed the conservative but calculated ensemble, designed to impress and to intimidate, while taunting the observant with a perfect run of cloth over the curves of her body. The part that the intimidated and impressed couldn’t see, and which fuelled not only the suggestion but also the physical element of distraction were the very modern lines of blood-red satin Aubade lingerie that Valerie had rebelliously decided should bridge the narrow space between her naked skin and the tailored professional package on the outside. Each item, from the thin satin bows that tied the sides of her knickers to the sheerness of her bra which ended just over her nipples and barely had enough cup to contain her breasts, to the narrow waistcincher whose red suspenders met the black of her stockings, was its own rebellion. A symbol of control to those she held at bay, but of submission to someone, when she chose the moment. The sheen and delicacy of the French delights seemed to take on a life of their own under her starched and structured outer clothing, and slid and caressed her most sensitive skin each time she moved. Rising from her chair, crossing her legs, reaching for her coffee or stretching to point to a line on a chart each produced a tiny rewarding touch of friction upon her, and a constant reminder of what she had assembled underneath, and why. They were, however, very, very distracting, and it was with relief that Valerie shook her last client’s hand at the lift lobby and was able to turn her mind to her rendezvous with Gideon in half an hour. The lift doors closed and her property developer client descended; she turned on her significant heels and, drawing a slow breath, walked slowly back to her office to touch up her lipstick before leaving. As she walked in to her office, lost in her thoughts, her mobile vibrated suddenly and noisily on her desk startling her. She felt the thrum of her heart beat against the tight fitting blouse and a pulse across her abdomen as she reached to pick up the phone and read the text that had flashed onto the screen. “On time?” She fumbled at the keys, uncharacteristically nervous now. “Yes ­ on my way. How are you travelling?” Valerie waited for Gideon’s reply, but the phone sat still in her hand. She was just about to leave, thinking he may be driving and not able to respond, when the screen lit up again. “What do you like to drink? She felt her heart start to speed it’s rhythm again but recognised the distinction between nervousness and the beginning of excitement. On the threshold of blurting out that she didn’t know what she felt like drinking, she managed to key instead; “I like Cointreau on ice to start with, but perhaps this first time, the gentleman should choose?” Looking at the text for a moment, she wondered how he would take the suggestion, but as this was a step into some unknown, in any case, it seemed to be in the spirit of the night to hit “Send”, without really knowing. Throwing on her coat and a sheer silk scarf around her neck, she gathered up her handbag and became lost in the percussive echo of her heels on the hard stone floor. As the lift doors slid shut and the floor imperceptibly fell away, her phone vibrated Gideon’s reply. “Yes” Though she had wondered a dozen times in the short cab ride from her office to the Ansonia, Valerie hadn't worked out whether Gideon's "Yes" was yes to her normal libation or to choosing one for her. Since acknowledging their draw towards one another, the pull, and agreeing to meet, a subtle change had come over their exchanges. When they were just loosely connected professional peers, he was open and loose, an easy companion to like and pass the time with. Now that the match had been struck, he began to withdraw into the shadows, perhaps, she thought, so that she would follow him, with the match, to throw a brush of light onto the deeper place they were entering. She sensed Gideon to be holding back half of what was there, half of what he might or might not give her; half of what she wished to see and to know, but couldn't. The Ansonia was, as always plush, warm and casually ostentatious. Just a little too dimly lit to properly identify its clientele to the slightly disorientated newcomer fresh from the street. One felt that that's exactly how its clientele liked it. It was more subdued in volume than most city bars, probably because of the hotel above, but possibly also because of the secrets most likely shared there nightly over their perfectly mixed cocktails. Valerie walked slowly into the bar peering through the soft dark for Gideon and praying her nerves wouldn't betray her intended veneer of assured charm once he saw her. As much as she might be able to disguise her nervousness through sheer bluff, the sudden tension of her arrival and the anticipation of locking eyes with Gideon had conspired to make her painfully aroused. Realising her nipples had involuntarily risen to acknowledge her desire, they strained and abraded against the mesh of her bra and Valerie subtly drew her coat lapels together to cover her breasts, thankful now, for the room's apprehended light. She stopped and slowly pirouetted on the ball of her foot, scanning the room. A man looked her up and down and tried to catch her eye, then another as she continued to turn, but there was no discernible sight of Gideon. Spying a free booth just a few feet away, Valerie made for it, her heels and skirt forcing her to slide in awkwardly but gratefully. The rising of her skirt and parting of her legs as she sat and slid across the fabric presented a brief contact point between her sheathed pussy and the surface of the booth and she welcomed the brief relief to her arousal of that friction. She would track Gideon down and direct him to the black velvet booth and set about seducing him, she thought, but no sooner had she fished her phone from her bag than it vibrated in her hand - a text from Gideon - "Ready for your drink?. Valerie blinked then sat up and looked around over the top of the booth's cushions. Was he nearby somewhere, watching her? She saw nothing so turned her attention to the screen again. "More than ready", she tapped in quickly, "but where are you?" The reply came so quickly he must have known exactly what her question would be and she started to feel like she was being played a little. "There's been a little change of plan - your drink is waiting but there's something I need you to do first." The next half hour blurred like the landscape in the window of a train. Later, Valerie would remember little of how she got from the bar to the room. More texts came from Gideon; she was asked to collect a hotel room entry card from the reception desk upstairs; she was told to let herself in to the corresponding room five further floors up; She was told to strip; she was told to now deposit the entry card underneath a planter on the same floor, but she could only put back on one item of clothing. She obeyed each instruction without question, drunk now on the adventure, disorientated but still unable not to give herself over to it. She had arrived wearing a coat, so she put that on over her nakedness, propped the door open and rushed to the planter location praying that no-one would see her, shoeless, possibly noticing her nakedness under her coat, and that the door wouldn't close before she could dash back to the room. But she made it back. Leaning back against the door once it had shut with her safely on the right side of it, Valerie closed her eyes and fought to regain her breath as the next instruction came. It told her to go into the bathroom and to shower, but again, a condition. She had to close the door and leave the light off. Shaking her head, Valerie moved the half dozen steps to the bathroom door, dropping the coat from her shoulders onto the carpet before stepping inside. "Is this it?", she wondered, whatever "it “might be. Depositing her phone onto the vanity, she closed the door behind her and banished the light. In pitch darkness, Valerie fumbled her way to the shower, reaching for surfaces to guide her until she was inside the shower recess. She found the taps and, adjusting the water, stepped under, feeling every drop of water roll down her body as the darkness eliminated her sense of sight and heightened her sense of touch. After a while, Valerie heard the bathroom door open, close again then nothing. In the stillness, she could hear her heart. An endless minute later, as she strained to hear or see anything, the shower door opened and she felt hands find her. Valerie turned slowly to face him, but he turned her back to face the wall. Gideon’s body pressed against her, pushing her against the wall, his rising cock resting on the small of her back ­ and she felt his left hand slide with the falling water around to cup her hanging breast, rolling her erect nipple between his fingers and pulling on it gently. His right hand ran down her spine, from the top of her neck, down the ridges of her vertebrae, slipping between her cheeks and then cupping her cunt. Still, Valerie saw nothing, only feeling him and the water, and her heartbeat vibrating from within. She moved against Gideon’s hand and it opened, fingers splaying, her your cunt lips falling between his fingers, riding the backwards and forwards motion. Valerie’s’ head probed back against him, turning, her mouth, seeking out his and finding it. Her breath was shallow and drew sharply inwards as his fingers slid inside of her, moving, caressing. As she moved in a circle onto his fingers, Valerie pressed back against his cock, and brought it into the same motion. His left hand slipped down her torso, from her breast and found the nub of her clitoris. It moved in a tiny circle, pressing around it but in the opposite direction to his right hand and his fingers. The dance continued until... His hands were suddenly gone, and from the crest of her arousal, before she knew what had happened, she was alone in the shower, suddenly louder than it seemed before, echoing harshly through the marble bathroom. She swept one hand through her hair, moving it from her face where it had fallen in damp branches, covering your eyes in the minutes before. The other ran across your stomach soothing the deep ache within and down to grip her cunt, hard, trying forlornly to clench away its sudden denial. It fell from her lips with her breath, the word, slowly, "fuuuckk". What was she to do? The rules, unannounced but seemingly explicit from the start were that instructions would come and that she would comply. What to think now? Valerie tentatively closed off the taps and stood for a minute in the dark and the descending cadence of drops. She wondered if he’s just left her like that. She wondered if she was supposed to have understood some inferred next step. She wondered how an assured woman such as she was, could suddenly be so equivocal, so exposed by indecision. As Valerie stepped lightly out of the shower and onto the cold stone, her hand somehow found a towel which she absently draped around her body. She became aware of sound in the room outside, music, spare and soft falling notes from a piano. She grasped the door knob as she moved towards the sound, but then stopped, resting her weight against her hand, her other hand holding the towel tightly then brushing it over her nipple. She turned the door knob and stepped through. The notes of piano now rang more roundly. There was also light; so little as to barely be there but still enough to throw a glow and shadow after the pitch of the bathroom. Before she had adjusted to the light, Valerie stepped onto something which rustled quietly on the carpet beneath her feet. The carpet was warm and giving in contrast to the cold stone floor of the bathroom and she bent her knees and dropped to pick up what had been under her foot. Paper,textured. Her eyes were adjusting further to the half-light and she saw something written on the paper. It was still too dark to quite make out the words but she could see the letters were generous, possibly written with a fountain pen, idiosyncratic, somehow loose and abstract, but contained carefully within their own form. More light. As Valerie looked up from the page, she saw into the large room. Though she'd seen it earlier bathed in full light, it has taken on a different character now. The bed, behind an ornate timber screen, decorated randomly with her dress and lingerie and stockings. On the other side, the contemporary Chesterfield, a matching leather ottoman almost as long as the sofa in front of it and an antique hardwood writing desk along the wall next to the sofa, upon it, 3 thick candles, the source of the warm, honey light touching the edges of everything in the room. Valerie saw him by the large window in the space between the bed and the ottoman, the soft light carving an exaggerated cleft between the lean muscles of his back as he looked out at the lights of the city below, a towel identical to the one she was still gripping to her damp skin wrapped around his waist. Valerie took a few steps into the room, stopping next to the bed almost tiptoeing because for some reason her throat had tightened and she had a vague feeling that she shouldn’t disturb Gideon. “The bed is where we should be - reigniting our lust of a few minutes ago.” She felt suddenly warmer; a familiar, viscous warmth, in her belly, along her neck. Unconsciously she brushed the towel in a tiny motion over her breast. She remembered the paper in her hand, and looked down. The indigo flourishes spelled out, “Say nothing, but “tulip”... Valerie read it twice, not understanding. "Tulip"? What the fuck did that mean? As she looked up, the question on her lips, Gideon started to walk slowly towards her. "Yes" she thought, what she really wanted was to continue the dance from the shower, to be wrapped up in each other's arms, skin all over skin, breathing from each other's mouths and leaving these word games behind. Gideon reached Valerie but Instead of wrapping her up, he took the note from her hand and dropped it onto the bed, taking the free hand into both of his. He pulled her backwards, never taking his eyes off hers until they were at the edge of the ottoman. Valerie could feel the warmth coming off the candles now, touching the skin not covered by the towel, merging with the warmth coming from within and she had an impulse to throw the towel off and feel the candle's heat bathe her whole body, to rip the towel from his waist, take his cock into her hand and bring it to life. "Please", she breathed internally, remembering she was not to speak. Gideon, however, did not indulge her wish, instead turning her to face the ottoman and gently pushing her to it. Valerie felt she might lose her balance with nowhere to go, her shins already against the leather of the ottoman, and did the only thing she could from that position, climbing onto it on all fours. Valerie had to let go of the towel as she climbed onto the ottoman and it opened up as she settled into her canine resting position, but stayed on, draping her back and bottom and thighs. She saw Gideon walk slowly around the ottoman, taking in her shape, his eyes on her gently swinging breasts and felt the fingers of his hand trail across her neck, through her hair, her bare shoulders and down her spine before lifting the towel off. His hands brushed back along her neck and briefly held her head still at her temples, holding her gaze straight ahead, and then releasing her. Valerie heard him move at the writing desk behind her, and the heard a sound of glass lightly touching glass. “I have your drink for you now Valerie. Cointreau wasn’t it – on ice?” She was about to say “Yes”, before catching herself. Damn! She nodded instead. “I’ll just need to replace your towel with a blindfold though” he said casually, as if it were the most normal thing in the world to be naked and blindfolded, on your hands and knees in a dark room with a man you’ve only known previously in a suit and in public. “Will that be OK?” Valerie wished the clanging noises in her ears could be communicated to him without saying anything, but failing to find a way to do that, simply nodded again. She didn’t feel him touch her but felt the towel sliding slowly down her shoulders, across her back and over her bottom before dropping off completely and leaving her now fully exposed to the air and to Gideon. She breathed in deeply, and though he hadn’t touched her at all yet, felt the swell deep in her belly, quickly extending down her core to her thighs and her sex. She shifted slightly on the leather of the ottoman and then felt a soft fabric slip over her eyes as Gideon moved close to her from the side and placed a silk scarf around her eyes. He had to make contact now, and his hands brushed her ears and her hair as he tied the scarf in place and what little light there was for Valerie to work with was then gone. As he finished tying the knot at the back of her head, she felt Gideon’s finger touch her spine at the base of her skull and drag lightly down its ridges, making her tremble involuntarily, all the way down to the indentation at the top of her derriere and then unexpectedly continuing on and dragging onto and across her rose petal, the touch on her sensitive, untouched spot there making her quietly shiver with a thrill of surprise and pleasure. Though she now expected the trail to continue, his finger lifted off just before reaching the ridge of her cunt. “I’m so sorry – I was distracted – I find you very, very distracting Valerie. Let me get your drink” A moment's pause and then the soft sound of glass on glass again. She heard the rustle of him moving from the desk behind her, passing close by her side around the ottoman and stopping in front of her. "Here you go - just a little to begin with...." Valerie wondered what he meant - was she to reach up to take a glass he was holding out for her? She felt a drop on her lip then, the unmistakeable sharp orange zest of Cointreau. It ran down her lip into her slightly open mouth and her tongue caught it in a reflex action. It was an achingly small taste when she felt like gulping down a mouthful to counter the mounting tension she felt with each twist in Gideon's unravelling theatre. "Nice?" She nodded "More" She nodded three times, making him laugh quietly. "OK tiger," he said lightly, the humour in his voice instantly quelling some of the tension she felt and changing it to excitement. Valerie heard the glass on glass sound once more, this time with a swirling tone; it stopped and a moment later she felt a cold, smooth, rounded surface on both her lips, wet with Cointreau. She parted her lips and it moved beyond them, smooth, bulbous, the end of it thicker than the similarly smooth stalk it was attached to. As she closed her mouth around it and sucked gently, the surface filled her mouth now with the taste of the Cointreau. God, that was good! Gideon withdrew the thing slowly and glass on glass followed before it was back on her lips and he spread the dripping liquid over her whole mouth. As her tongue darted out to taste it again it encountered slightly rough skin then softer, firm lips as his mouth met hers and locked it in a deep, orange tinged kiss. A sound welled from her with no hope of being dampened, part sigh, part moan, and on hearing it Gideon pressed his tongue against hers intensifying the kiss they had both imagined many times in their personal daydreams, before breaking away, leaving her open-mouthed. "That Cointreau really is good isn't it?" She only breathed, waiting. "I think I need some more", and Valerie waited, yet again, for the clink of glass on glass, and opened her lips, a smile playing on them. Her sightless, wordless role in the startling encounter made it all the more dreamlike, leaving only smell and sound and touch and taste - a pure concentration of the senses - unravelling her grasp of what was real, what was normal and what was imagining. The clink and the swirl came but a moment later she felt not the cool, wet hardness of the bulb object but of the ottoman shifting and depressing beneath her and the displacement caused her to have to re-adjust and spread her hands and knees a little further apart to keep her balance. This lowering brought her into contact with a faint, warm movement of air, in the area of the front of her neck and shoulders, and she realised the warm sensation she was feeling was Gideon’s breath – that he had slid onto the front of the buttoned leather platform and was now directly underneath her. Valerie felt drunk with desire now, knowing he was only inches away, but that for this performance, he was still pulling the strings and that she needed to give herself to it. Her musings became quickly re-connected to the moment when she felt the wet, cool sphere touch her nipple and spread around it onto her hanging breast. She smelled the citrus activated by the heat of her skin and felt the exhilarating sting of the alcohol on the nerve-filled pink of her nipple. The glassy bulb lifted off and a then touched her other nipple, causing her to shiver again, possibly from the cold on her sensitive skin, possibly from the charge of heat the touch fired from within her. As Gideon connected the object to her second nipple, her first briefly felt cold as he blew gently onto it from underneath but was then suddenly warm as he lifted his mouth to take her nipple fully into it, transforming the cold to hot. Gideon pulled hungrily on her nipple with his lips and swirled his lounge aggressively around it and over her breast where the sweet spirit had been spread. The cold hardness lifted off her second nipple and it too, was then consumed by his breath and mouth, as he supped the drink from her silken skin, driving her further into heady, agonising arousal. Valerie became aware of a cool feeling between her spread legs at the other end of the ottoman and realised her cunt, pointing upwards, was starting to moisten noticeably and she felt the air upon her slickness. She dropped her chest lower, pressing her breast into Gideon’s mouth, not wanting his sweet assault to stop. It did stop though, but she felt his weight shift under her as he slid along its leather, further under her and it was now his breath hitting her oily cleft from underneath. She wanted to scream “Yes…” but held it somehow and controlled it as increasingly shallow breaths pushed from her open mouth. The weight beneath her shifted again, twisting slightly rather than sliding this time, and she heard the clink and swirl that now had the effect of instantly raising her anticipation. The weight shifted back and Valerie felt the warmth of Gideon's breath between her legs, also more urgent now, and she felt the wetness escaping her folds bathed in the warmth of his breath momentarily before being lost in the touch of the unbending and wet glassy bulb onto the ridge of her cunt. Pressing slightly and moved by Gideon upwards and over her swelling clit, it slid back down her pursing lips, stopping just at the edge of the gap between her lips and her rose petal and then back the other way, again, then again. Valerie feared her knees may give way as the alcohol spread a luxurious heat over her cunt . The glassy bulb slid the entire length of her folds, back and forth, quicker and quicker until Gideon's pressure increase slightly which was enough, with her spreading wetness, to break the seal of her outer folds, and the bulb plunged into her. Valerie gasped, her head thrown back impulsively, her long hair arcing in the air above her. "Say it...." His voice was hoarse but firm. Though she felt a desperate need to call out - to give voice to her pleasure, the natural defiance within her told her to resist him, at least for now and to withhold full satisfaction, full control from him. Instead, she dropped her head to find some surface below her to muffle her cry and fell onto the ridged texture of Gideon's towel. Panting into it she felt, alongside her cheek, the elongation of his cock under the overlapped towel and moved her mouth into it, tracing it's rigid length through the towel, from its tip to where it fell away between his parted legs. Gideon drew the bulb out and Valerie felt it pull on her inside skin and then a new rush of friction as he thrust it back in again. She felt its composition fully now, the bulb, the stalk, its length, and realised its shape perfectly matched her internal curvature, pressing, stretching then releasing again. She exhaled with each thrust - "ahh, ahh, ahh...". Her teeth caught at the loops in the towel covering Gideon's hardness and her control evaporated. Opening her mouth, she closed her teeth onto his shape and gripped, causing him to gasp now and his head lifted and pressed against his hand, pushing the bulb deeper into her. Valerie tore at the towel underneath, thrusting her head to one side to throw it off. She felt his cock, wildly hard, spring out of its confinement and up to touch her chin and moving back down, her lips found his shaft. Valerie sank her teeth lightly into it, punishing him for the protracted torture he had put her through, and Gideon cried out in protest. She spared him for now though, opening her mouth wider and pressing the tip of her tongue along his length before finding another bulb, this one also firm but warm and so, so perfectly sized for the mouth which she closed completely around it, swirling her tongue over it and sucking gently. Gideon shifted his hips in response, pushing his cock deeper into Valerie's mouth; she loved the fullness of it, the fullness of Gideon's pleasure as she returned to him what he had so deftly drawn from her. She tightened the grip of her lips and tongue and the tips of her teeth around his pulsing hardness, holding it and drawing up from its base, to its luscious bulb and down the shaft again. Gideon instantly fell into the same rhythm at the other end of the ottoman, with the glassy bulb dancing into and out of her sodden cunt easily now, the motion like the dancing bow of a violin. Valerie felt the wave well within her, breath and the sounds from the back of her throat rising in pitch and frequency. "Say it!" he repeated, but still she resisted, against her instincts and against the building wave. She felt Gideon's hips bucking urgently in a synchronous dance with her mouth, pulling back his cock as she rose, pressing it forward as she fell, and she knew he too was careering towards the precipice of release. She felt his free hand reach around her hips and pull her closer to him from below, his fingers pressing into her rose petal just above the thrusting bulb and pushing her down until she was on his mouth. He released the glassy instrument and let it fall out of her, to grasp her bottom with his other hand also and press her harder onto his mouth. She felt liquid and soft now, the wave spreading further, his lips and tongue, giving and warm in contrast to the bulb's solidity, consuming her cunt. As his tongue found her distended clit and pressed into it, she was lost and the orgasm crashed through her, shuddering with her cry through the room. With the rise of her head to release the sweet agony of that sound, her mouth lavished a final, powerful upward stroke on Gideon’s taut cock, tripping his ecstatic release also, his cry joining hers. She felt his eruptive liquor shoot onto her neck and the tops of her hanging breasts, slipping down and coating them as he convulsed again and again, wordlessly singing too, her song, "ahh, ahh, ahhhhhh...". After all sound had flowed, and all physical impulse had ebbed from them, Gideon slipped quietly along the ottoman and when his face was in line with hers, reached up and slipped off her blindfold. Valerie's shuttered eyes took a few moments to sense the enclosed light within the room but then recognised his face, exhausted and joyous, raindrops of sweat shining upon it in the candlelight, smiling that "we knew it all along, didn't we" smile up at her. Though it was only inches to travel, she bent her fallen shoulders and released elbows and surrendered hips and her whole yielded body to him in a sacrificial kiss that pushed them both deeply into the night's silence. It took longer than they could gauge to drift slowly from the kiss and into the present again. Gideon slid fully off the leather and onto the carpet below, half seated, half slumped against the ottoman. Valerie stretched out all residual tension from her limbs, climbed down and poured herself into his embrace, resting her head into the crook of his shoulder. With her eyes tilted towards the floor she saw a crystal glass, studded with condensation and half full. Beside it, also still glistening, a beautifully honed crescent of glass, pink and violet swathes at its oval, slightly tapered bulbous tip, giving way to flashes of gold and jade and clear glass down its long, curved stalk. It caught the flickering light of the candle on the desk above so perfectly it looked as if the flame was burning within the bulb itself. The shaped it mimicked and evoked was unmistakeable. Valerie picked it up and held it closer up to the light and the flame inside burned even brighter. "Though you've already met," said Gideon, reaching across her for the glass, raising it to her lips, and inundating her mouth finally with the zest of Cointreau, "I should introduce you formally to The...." "Yes...," Valerie said, placing it onto his lips, quietly interrupting him, "Yes....The Tulip".

25 January 2018

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The sheet slips exposing my breast. My eyes close slowly. I can feel my nipples begin to rise as my fingers brush past. In my mind I can see you sitting by the end of the bed, watching, admiring me. A smile plays on my lips. My fingers run slowly along my jaw, down my neck and across my collar bone. The cool air sends goose bumps across my exposed skin, as my hand pushes the sheet back further. You smile. The sheet comes to rest below my navel. My hands run smoothly across my stomach and over my breasts. My nipples ache to be tugged and twisted. In my mind I still see you sitting at the end of the bed watching, urging me to please myself, wanting me to put on a show for you. While my right hand pinches my nipple, tugging and twisting, my other hand reaches down below the sheet. Two fingers touch my thigh, then up further, exploring. My legs part instinctively, allowing better access for my wandering fingers. I kick the sheets off, now on the bed lying exposed before you. My breathing starts to get faster, my breasts raising and falling. Licking my lips, they part slightly allowing me to pant softly, as my fingers run along my pussy, getting coated in my wetness. My nipples are being tantalised by my other hand, pulling and twisting them until they ache. Pushing a finger inside my pussy, I can smell my scent now, it makes me hotter. Another finger is circling my clit slowly, teasing me towards an orgasm. A gasp escapes my lips as I push a second finger into myself, the finger playing with my clit still circles slowly. Tantalisingly slow. You are smiling now, enjoying my show, watching me tease myself. The hand playing with my nipples, slides down my body and starts to play with my clit faster as I push in a third finger. By this time I am panting, getting wrapped up in the feelings of pleasure. The familiar feeling of pressure is growing between my legs causing me to arch my back more and tilt my head back. I bring myself right to the edge of orgasm then stop. Panting heavily I do not move until the feeling has subsided. I start again, faster this time, allowing myself to get lost in the pleasure a second time. My soft panting soon becomes louder groans as I get closer to orgasm again, wanting to push myself over the edge, yet enjoying the exquisite pleasure of denying myself. I stop a second time, waiting longer before starting this time. But when I start again, the pressure builds rapidly as my fingers push in and out. The finger teasing my clit works furiously, causing my hips to start to lift, bucking ever so slightly into my hand. This time I am unable to stop myself, my hips buck more, until the pressure builds to exploding point. With a final thrust of my hips, my muscles cramp and I bite down on my lip to stop myself from crying out. I can feel the waves of pleasure run through my muscles, then my whole body relaxes and I let out a contented sigh as I remove my fingers. I bring them up to my mouth and lick them, then suck on them like they were a cock, tasting and enjoying myself. You are at the end of the bed, ready for my next show, still with a smile on your face.

25 January 2018

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This could be true, or could be fantasy .. Either way, only I know .. Its a warm lazy afternoon, the suns rays run fingers of light down the deep verandah ... Hidden at the far end of the verandah, I stretch and curl on my daybed .. My effort to read a book lays abandoned, its pages rustling in the breeze ... A large and very old Frangipani tree shades the roof, its heavily scented flowers dropping, spiraling down and forming a carpet of yellow ... Memories tickle to open windows in my mind ... I smile ... Nando and I grew up as neighbors .. His father was Nordic, hence Nando stood tall, tanned from the sun, blond and green eyed .. Always active and me being a tomboy, we played in creeks, climbing trees, building tree houses .. And then he was gone .. It was sudden .. I had lost my best friend .. I wandered through the rainforest that bordered our plantation .. Climbed into our tree house .. Everything was silent .. Eight years had flown .. At 21, life was fun, energetic and busy .. Career, travel, social life, a boyfriend or two .. And a pale gray horse .. Dad called General .. I secretly called him Mist .. Early dawn rides with Mist were magic .. Getting home from one of those days, where work had been challenging ... I decided to take Mist for a ride ... Changing quickly, I headed towards the barn ... I could hear dad talking with someone ... I walked in saying hello to both ... I stopped still ... Looking at Nando.. He had grown taller, voice was deeper .. Hi DaisyCB ... Anger flooded my being .. How could he just stand there and say hello, after leaving without a word .. I turned, headed straight to Mist, saddled up and rode out .. Needing fresh air to settle my nerves .. Mist instinctively knew where to go ... The Treehouse .. Leaving Mist to slay his thirst .. I climbed up into the treehouse .. Cool, secluded, full of memories and a friendship .. I lay down ....... From far off, something is touching my nose .. I brush it off, but it keeps coming back .. I can hear someone whispering my name .. Hey DaisyChain, wake up sleepyhead .. Opening my eyes, Nando smiles and says, hey you, long time no see .. His kiss is soft, hesitant .. My response is sleepy, warm .. Tasting behind my ear and down my neck, blowing his breath on the moist areas ... Biting my shoulder gently ... Growling deep and low, he whispers "I've thought of doing this, many times" ... Kissing across my shoulder and raising my arm above my head, holding my wrist down .. He tickles my under arm then around my areola .. My nipples becoming erect, I arch my back wanting more .. Caressing and stroking up my arm, in my elbow .. Kissing my wrist and licking my palm .. I close my eyes in ecstasy .. Returning to my breasts, he suckles a nipple, flicking his tongue firmly against it .. Drawing circles .... Moving between the two ... I moan softly .. Caressing down my stomach, his fingers light, firm and searching .. He reaches the rise of my warm womanhood .. touches the smooth soft skin, then the crease of my thighs .. I raise my hips, wanting .. He reaches back, kissing me, our lips feel right.. Our tongues probe and mingle .. Tasting, feeling, I nibble his lower lip .. Holding his face, I kiss his eyes, his nose, breathing in his male scent .. He moves back and kneeling he starts kissing, tickling, stroking down my thighs, the back of my knees, my calves ... Reaching my feet, stroking my arch he gently bites my heel .. Returning to my inner thighs, he runs a finger down my thigh crease .. I raise my hips wanting more ... He leans back, holds my legs in the air by the ankles, grabs the coconut suntan oil and pours it over my pussy lips, it runs down further .. Very, very slowly he strokes her lips, then down between my cheeks .. Drawing little circles, tickling, whispering what he wanted to do to me .. I wanted to open my legs, however he kept hold of my ankles .. Continuing to touch and caress ... Licking my outer lips until I trembled with desire.. Holding his thick cock and rubbing it's head up and down my lips ... I was flushed warm and moist.. My pussy lips swollen and ready .. I wanted him bad .. I moved my feet and he released my ankles .. I asked him to lay on his stomach .. Using the coconut oil, I poured it down his back and into his buns... Spreading it slowly across His back and further down .. Straddling his buns, I leaned forward and moved slowly up his back, my breasts and nipples sliding against his skin ... Followed by my pussy, warm moist .. Sucking onto his back .. I kiss the back of his neck and hear His low growl .. Biting into his back, pressing my pussy and breasts .. I rub myself against him ... Mmmmm... Running my nails up his sides .. Telling him quietly of my lust and want .. Draping my long hair over his back .. I slide back down over him .. Leaving a trail of my scent .. I hear him sigh .. Kneeling behind I ask him to raise himself onto his knees .. Pouring oil into my hands, I hold his cock and balls .. Damn he's thick .. I begin to masturbate him .. Holding firmly near his swollen head, I move my grip back and forward .. My other hand tickling and tugging his balls .. His cock reacts and jerks, swelling harder .. I bite his cheek .. Run my tongue over them .. Then to his anus .. Circling with my tongue, round and round ... Then a little pressure with the tip ... Then round and round ... A little more pressure with the tip of my tongue ... And he opens ... I move my tongue .. Slide a little in, out and in ..... Releasing his balls I touch his anus lightly, tickle the inside of his cheeks .. Slowly, carefully, I insert my finger until I feel his P.spot .. I start to rub gently .. Nando moans as his body reacts to my rubbing of his cock and Prostate .. I keep the momentum going, yet not allowing him to climax .. After a few minutes Nando groans " I want you now" ... Rolls to his side and reaches for me .. I slip out of his hold and avoid him .. Teasing and flirting .. He reaches for me again and again I slip out of his hold .. Standing up he holds me around my waist .. Flips me around onto my knees .. Spreads my legs and slides his cock in ... I cry out " easy, easy please, she needs to adjust to you" .. He gently withdraws and slides back slowly .. My pussy grips and aches with need, as he gently moves ... "Deeper" I moan ... And Nando thrusts all the way in ... It hurts a little, but its a filling hurt and I want more .. " Harder" and Nando holds my shoulders, thrusting and slapping onto my cheeks .. I scream in passion and beg for more .. Nando slaps my cheeks and thrusts harder, faster ... Then withdraws and lays down near me, kissing and caressing .. I climb onto him facing his feet ... Slowly slide onto him, then lean forward, giving him full view ... He thrusts up into me as I bear down on him .. His cock spreads and opens me .. My juices run down the sides ... He tickles and probes my anus and slides a finger in ... I lean forward further and suck his toe ... "Suck my cock" , Nando groans ... "Suck my cock and bite the shaft" ... I move and spread his legs, burying my head and mouth over him ... My tongue finds his slit and flicks it .. Then moves under it, flicking back and forth .. I'm pleased to find he's uncut, so his sensitivity level is much keener .. Tracing my tongue down his shaft, I suckle on one ball and then the other ... Biting the skin, I tug gently .. Lift his legs up and tickle his anus ... Run my tongue from his anus, over his balls, up halfway of his shaft, I bite and hold (not hard) ... I feel his cock react and swell in my mouth ... Nando growls ... I slap his inner thigh and continue up his shaft .. Holding firm around his head, I masturbate and suck .. Then insert a finger into his anus and rub .. Nando thrusts up into my mouth ... Harder and faster .. I taste the sweetness of precum and lick it all .. " I want to fuck you " Nando urges ... Pulling me down into his arms, kissing and nuzzling .. Turning me to my side, raising one leg up forward, he thrusts into me doggy style, but sideways between my legs ... The feeling is intense and tight ... I start to tremble .. "Fuck me harder, Nando, deeper, open me" ... Grabbing my hair and holding a shoulder Nando slams into me, thrusting deep and hard ... "I'm cumming ", I scream as I climax .. My pussy spasms and grips ... Nando growls as he thrusts and pumps spurt after spurt of warm heavy cum .. Flooding and filling me with heat ... Collapsing behind me .. Kissing my shoulders .. We cuddle and drift off .. ............... The Treehouse Remained ..............

13 December 2017

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I am a 34 year old professional lady who has been happily married for 12 years. Until what you are about to read happened, I had never been unfaithful to my husband. We have a great life together, both with really good, well paid jobs and a really nice home. George, my husband, keeps telling me I have a terrific body and a beautiful face to go with it. When I look in the mirror I think he and I are looking at two different people. Ok, I am not old and wrinkled (yet) but still the same… The old body “ain’t what she used to be” but as I have had no children, I think have a reasonable figure. My titties are not sagging too much yet but my nipples are, and always have been, way too big (long) for my liking. Sometimes, when they get really hard, they are almost an inch long. It is really embarrassing. All the girls used to tease me in the showers when I used to play netball. Now days I have to be careful what I wear when I am going out, I mean, although I would love to, I cannot go bra less. I can be so embarrassing when they decide it is too cold or for whatever reason they decide to stand up. They are not “headlights”, they are more like driving lights! I suppose if I ever have kids… George is pretty high up in an Australia wide company and often he has to leave home while he travels the countryside. Usually not long, just 2 or 3 nights and only a few times a year. These times I am left at home alone. I have been with him once but hanging around motels while he is off working was just a bore. All that as it may be, on this particular occasion he was to be away about 10 days. He caught a plane on Sunday night and would not be home until the following Tuesday or Wednesday. This was good in its way because my work was hosting a national conference which involved a three day seminar on the Wednesday thru Friday with a bit of a social gathering of the participants on the Friday evening. Guess who had the pain of planning and looking after the organisation of and the MC duties of this gathering? I guess it kept me away from the inevitable boring stuff. On the Friday afternoon, one of the keynote speakers, a man named Tom, was due to give the closing address to the assembly. I had met Tom on the Wednesday and I just about swooned when I first saw him. My heart started beating something silly and my chest felt filled with adrenaline. I felt sort of sick inside and stupid on the outside. I just did not believe my body could do this over a stranger – at 17 maybe, but not now. I put this silliness into the background and continued my work. On the Thursday I saw him again and he asked if I might accompany him on the Friday night to the after work gathering. Instantly I felt my nipples starting to strain against my bra. I felt embarrassed but I don’t think he saw either. In my fluster at the sight of him and this unusual invitation, I muttered something about too much work. See me later. Later came on the Friday, just before his speech where he asked me again. I told him possibly, ask me after you are finished speaking. Arrangements are open and I will know what my work commitments would be by that time. Tom spoke to the crowd in a manner that kept us all listening intently. Sort of like some really good orators capture people with their tone, their manners and their command of language and delivery. People were mesmerised. Let me tell you, he had my attention too. His command of that audience (and me) stood well above the 5 foot 8 odd inches he stood tall. All through his speech, my nipples were so hard that they began to hurt. I had to put up with this as a woman cannot just scratch her titties like men seem to be able to do with their private parts and not seem to care who may be witnessing this crude action. We ladies have some decorum. It wasn’t until late in the evening I got the chance to have a quiet conversation with Tom. My heart kept doing silly things and the funny feelings Tom made me feel were more than I was able to cope with. There was a three seater bench just off to one side of the stage and just flopped down on it, breathed a huge sigh and thanked the heavens that these three long hard days and 16 plus hours minimum each – was over. Tom sat down beside me. I was exhausted. Other than that, it would have been perfect except for the tiredness and the stupidity in my chest and the disgusting unfaithful things that were racing through my mind. I told Tom that I was really, really sorry that I could stay no longer. He smiled and said he understood. He asked me if a very quiet dinner in an exclusive restaurant tomorrow night might be better for me. I said I was married to which he replied, so am I. He asked if my husband would like to come the three of us have a meal OR did I have something else in mind? I told him George was away so that was not an issue. As for anything else, as I said, I was happily married. As I was telling Tom I was about to leave, one of his hand found and rested gently on my knee. The warmth of his touch sent a pulse straight to my pussy. I sort of muttered that I would like to join him for dinner. He smiled a smile that would melt the heart of a jihad terrorist, said thank you and he escorted me to my car. A few meters from my car I pushed the little button and the light flashed and two little beeps of the horn sounded. I opened the door and threw my handbag onto the passenger seat. I turned to say thank you and goodnight and as I turned, his right arm had found my hips and it wrapped itself around me as I turned. His left arm moved under mine and I felt it on the back of my head. He drew me to him and guided my head towards his, our lips met, slowly, tentatively, so gently at first and then with eagerness as he felt no resistance from me, building up to such a passion that my head started spinning. My god, I am married. What is happening here? As fast as these thoughts entered my head, the heat of the passionate kisses drove them away. We kissed more and more and out tongues tangled with a passion I had not felt for oh such a long time. My pussy was feeling wetter than my mouth. My nipples were hard and desperate to be caressed and wetted by a loving mouth. I felt the strength of his body and as my legs moved and swayed with his, I brushed against the growing hardness in his trousers. I am sure he noticed because Tom backed away. He told me to go home and get some sleep. He said he would pick me up at 8:00 on Saturday night. I drove home slowly and carefully as I could. My panties were so wet, my heart was racing and my mind processing a thousand thoughts - some good - some bad. Some stupid and whoreish, some of my fantasies and guilt about what I had just done, how much I liked it and what I was going to do about it. And then there was my marriage. I was so tired when I arrived home that I just stripped my clothes off and went to bed. As soon as I hit the sheets, my right hand went straight to my pussy and the other to one to my left boobie. I leant my head forward, and sucked the nipple straight into my mouth and sucked harder than a milk starved baby. As I kissed and sucked that nipple, for a change I was glad it was so long. The fingers on my other hand were playing a tune with my clit and brought me to an orgasm that was fuelled by the wanton thoughts of whore, thoughts of betrayal cast aside with just lust and greed for the body of the man I had so passionately kissed tonight and would kiss tomorrow night. I was telling myself, “I want to fuck this man – I want to fuck this man” as the throws of my orgasm rippled through my body. I fell asleep sated. When I awoke, my right hand was still on my pussy. I wondered what the hell I was doing. Saturday dragged on until at about 5 o’clock, I decided that I would go ahead with going out with Tom. I jumped in the shower and started to wash. All the time my mind was on Tom, our kiss last night, how I felt right now and what was going to happen tonight. I wet and used shampoo on my hair. As I started washing my body, naturally by boobs needed cleaning but as soon as my wet soapy hands brushed over my nipples they started getting hard and the inside of my pussy started getting wet – without the help of the shower. I betrayed the wantonness of my pussy and played with my hardened nipples as long as I could before I could hold out no longer. My hands, both of them, went to my pussy and there they began the play the tune my pussy loves so much. My fingers found the folds of my pussy lips and when flushed with blood, beckoned my fingers upward to my clit. My vagina desperate for its own desires, as if by magic, coaxed the fingers of my other hand to my vagina and then to plunge a finger deep inside my wetness – inside me then out, in and out – now two fingers, fucking my pussy like a small cock. My other hand was sliding fingers up, down and around my clit as it came to life with raw intensity and expanded more and more as each stroke promised the ecstasy it longed for. It grew so more of it could meet my fingers and partake of the elixir of pleasure. With the thought of Tom doing this to me, my head was spinning. My fingers and hands became the instruments of an absent lover. Unable to contain the building orgasm, my knees buckled under me and I sank to the floor of the shower with both hands still pumping at my clit and my pussy. My body began to tremble, slowly at first but then the approaching orgasm caused me to shake all over. I was unable to control myself as the orgasm took over and almost rattled my bones as wave after wave of pleasure erupted through my body. My clit had called for attention but now screamed for my fingers to stop. When my hands and fingers did stop, my entire body jerked violently three, four and more times as the waves of orgasm ebbed away. My whole body relaxed and I slid into an exhausted heap on the shower floor. Through the haze of returning sensibility, I realised that I had only kissed Tom and I was now recovering from my second orgasm over this man. I guess that shower lasted about 20 minutes instead of my usual three or four. I got out and dried off, ran the blow drier across my hair until it was dry and presentable and once again, checked out the clothes I had selected to wear that evening. A cute little “hot pink” G string, satin with pretty lace trim was first. A leg each side of the little triangle and it was soon in place. My pussy was barely covered as I pulled the little strap toward my bottom and into the space between my bun cheeks. I pulled it snugly into place. Next was a pair of skin coloured elastic top stockings that held themselves in place. No pesky panty hose or garter belt. As I slid the first onto my left leg, I felt the silkiness of the smooth hairless skin on my leg. I hate waxing but I love the results. Equally, the right leg passed my own severe inspection as well. I had to be extremely careful as each time my hands touched some other part of my body, my mind sent signals of desire to my pussy. It was so distracting! My favourite little shoestring strap black dress with a zip at the back was next. My boobies were capable of holding this dress in place without the straps but it made me a little less self-conscious of my nipples as it had a little padding in the breast area and it helped conceal them. The terrible thought of a baby suckling on my milk laden nipples - how big would they be then! I shuddered. On went a little make-up and I was dressed. It was 7:50 and I was ready. Tom arrived exactly at 8. When Dave knocked on my door, I began to tremble. As I opened the door, he gently pushed passed me and closed the door. He said that he didn’t want the neighbours to see. Before I could say “See what?” his lips were on mine. I eagerly began kissing him then I felt his hand under my dress and on my little triangle of panties. His fingers found a groove and began rubbing my pussy through my panties. All I could do was to hold him tighter and kiss his lips as passionately yet tenderly as possible. He drew his lips away from mine and commented about me being “so wet” – already. Like a schoolgirl on a first date I felt myself blush with embarrassment. Thank god my nipples were restrained. Dave pulled away from me and said “you look beautiful, so stunning in that dress, I love it. And you smell so nice!” He is a charmer and I loved it or he is just saying words to make feel good. Whichever, it just kept turning me on to him. I desperately wanted his cock inside me, desperately. Come on, he said, there is a taxi waiting. Dave had somehow found a nice quiet but exclusive restaurant not far from where I lived. Once inside, we were ushered to a small booth with a single, semi-circular couch like seat near the back of the restaurant. The area was seductively lit and just a little away from the mainstream eating area. It was a decidedly cosy spot where we could not easily be seen by the other patrons. There were candles on the table and a single long stemmed rose in a vase right in front of me. Really sexy! All these little things were adding up in my mind to what a nice person he was. I could not help but to keep thinking that I want this meal to be over ASAP so I could fuck this man. My pussy was soaking wet. Dave ordered some French Champaign and we engaged in some “small talk”, mainly about the show yesterday and his presentation while we waited for our meal after placing our order. After the entrée dishes were taken away, Dave moved up very close to me and put his hand on my leg. Like a smitten teenager turned to him and I looked through love sick eyes as his hand moved to my soaking panties. I was reaching for his cock when he again said how wet I was. I felt his cock through his pants and as I was holding it, I could feel it starting to grow. His next words shocked me… he said to take off my panties, right here at the table, if you are brave enough, or go to the ladies if you must, because I want you to tuck them into your pussy so all that will be left outside your pussy lips, to be seen or felt, will be the little straps that hold your panties in place. He said he wants them absolutely saturated with my juices so that when HE withdrew them from my pussy later tonight, he could save them and take them home with him and remember my aroma as long as possible! I could not help but think that Dave knew exactly how to say the words that make a woman feel beautiful and sexy and want to give your self to him – apart from the panties thing… After a few seconds thought, I figured what the hell. So I started to wiggle my bum around and remove the panties right there and then. As I was wiggling around and shifting from side to side trying to discretely remove my panties, a waiter appeared with our main course. OMG! Is madam comfortable? It there anything wrong with your seat or is there anything else I can do for you? A cushion perhaps? All that “madam” wanted is for the massive heating in my face and the waiter to go away. How embarrassing this has turned out to be. My dinner in front of me, a waiter looking at me very strangely, my panties at my knees and Dave just sitting across from me trying to suppress his obvious amusement. “Thank you waiter, I am fine” I said. As he walked away, Dave started laughing and then I too saw the funny side of it and burst out laughing too. Dave reached between my legs and found where my panties were. As his hand moved up to and gently stroked my pussy, he said to leave them exactly where that are and let’s eat our meal. You can finish the job after we have eaten. Well, there I sat, panties around my knees, eating my dinner. I lifted the napkin on my knees and there they were. What am I doing? I was so taken in by this man, happily controlled you might say, so there I sat. Dave brought a hand to my legs with almost every second bite he took of his meal. The seat, and my legs and bum were getting wetter by the minute. I felt embarrassed but so excited and the longer I sat there, the wetter I got. My nipples were screaming to be set free. I could feel how hard they were and how they were pushing against the padding in my bra. Thank god for the padding. I finished my meal, lifted the napkin and wiped my hands and mouth. I slid my panties off my legs and rolled the fabric part of them into a sort of a roll. I used them to soak up some of my juices on my legs and my bum as well as the seat to perhaps use the moisture as lubrication to them to help push them into my vagina. I had never done anything like this before, not at home for whatever reason or anywhere. The “wetness” absorbed by my panties helped a little but it was not easy. I wiggled and pushed and eventually prodded them inside my pussy. Being wet did help a little but as I was pushing them inside me, of course my fingers lost control of them from time to time and I felt like I was masturbating – my fingers slipping in and out of my pussy and rubbing against my inner thighs, my pussy lips and my clit. By the time there was just 4 or 5 cm of elastic strap just lying there on the seat and the rest of the panties inside my pussy, I had almost cum. All this time Dave was watching me, a huge smile on his face as I was squirming around doing what HE wanted. His hand went to my pussy again and felt the little straps hanging out of my pussy lips. He began rubbing my clit and lips and I sort of went into a trance, lost in the pleasure of his touch. Then suddenly, he jerked sharply on the straps, not enough to pull the panties out of my pussy but they jumped inside my pussy. I snapped back to reality with a little yelp only to see the bloody waiter standing at the table once again. “Madam” he said with a strange look on his face as he placed my sweets in front of me. Dave laughed, I blushed and the waiter tossed back his head and walked away, thinking who knows what. We both laughed like crazy. Now all this time the evening had been centred on our meal and some small talk and with the physical antics Dave had got me up to and what he had me doing. I later realised that it was at about this time that he really started on the erotic side of his seduction of me – not that I needed to be seduced. That happened in the car park last night. We had spoken a little about sex but then Dave asked which position I liked best. I told him doggie style. He said he loved it that way too and he asked me why I liked it like that. So here I was, telling a man how and why I liked to be fucked doggie, knowing that pretty soon he would be, hopefully, fucking me the way I loved. I explained that for me to be there for my man, my bum up in the air made me feel like a sex object, waiting to be taken. I know being a “sex object” is not really nice but this was just my fantasy. Here I would be in effect, “helpless” to whatever may happen. To be treated first with the ministration of a mouth and tongue on my pussy, a tongue teasing the opening of my vagina, sucking up my juices and mouth lips sucking on pussy lips and my clit, filled me with a “sex orgy” sort of lust. The thought that any moment, a cock is going to thrust deeply into my pussy is like adrenaline, sharpening my expectation and senses. Then, with that cock fucking me, I would feel my lovers balls slapping against my clit as he fucks me harder and harder until I cum. I gave Dave another sheepish smile but the tender loving smile he returned to me. He told me I was a truly beautiful woman. I thought to myself, I have just told him how to fuck me and I hope he was listening. I asked Dave what he liked best. He didn’t go much into detail but he said he loved doggie too. He said loved to have his cock sucked and even more so if his lady liked the taste of cum. He nearly floored me when he said that he loved to passionately French kiss his lady after she had swallowed his cum. What was even better he said, was if she “saved” a little in her mouth and gave it back to him when they kissed. He thought that a beautiful way to say thanks to her for drinking his cum! I was thinking, with all this talk and my lust rising like the devil from hell, my panties must have been holding a huge stream of juice. He told me he loved his woman to sit on him, on his face and on his dick. With a woman sitting on my dick he said, it seems to go in deeper than any other way. There is also one other thing I like but I will save that until later, he said. With the bill paid, we left for Dave’s hotel room. As we walked from the restaurant, it suddenly occurred to me that the straps on my panties were hanging down out of my pussy and I hoped that no one noticed them… but then I thought why should I care? This is so much fun. It was just a short distance to Dave’s room so we walked. Dave reached between my legs and caught hold of the panty straps dangling out of my pussy. He led me down the street, gently pulling me along by the pussy. I felt so fucking hot and erotic that I was shaking in the expectations and thoughts of what was about to happen in the next few minutes. On arriving at Dave’s room, he closed and locked the door behind him and turned to me and said that he never ever wanted to make love to a woman as much as he did right now. He took me in his arms and embraced me and our lips locked together in an embrace of their own. Our tongues played in each other’s mouths as our temperature rose. Both my hands went to his cock and I felt its growing hardness through his trousers. I undid his belt and dropped the zipper as fast as I could. Pushing his underwear aside, I finally got hold of his cock. I felt how warm it was and I felt it grow hot and hard in my hands. It felt different to my husband’s cock. It was definitely fatter and maybe a little longer and I realises it was circumcised. I reached a little lower and took his balls in my hand. With his cock in one hand and his balls in the other and my mouth on his mouth, I thought to myself, this cock, these balls and what is in them are very, very soon going to be mine. In my mouth and in my cunt, filling both with its heat and hardness until, in the end, whichever way it happens, I am going to get a pussy or a mouth full of cum juice from these magnificent balls before the night is through. Maybe I both! His own hands had found my pussy and he was rubbing my clit so beautifully. This kiss lasted some time before he led me to his bed. My expectations were at fever pitch as I realised that is was now. Now he was going to fuck me – finally, and I too was going to fuck this man like I never fucked anyone before... For a moment, I thought of my husband but with such sinful lust coursing through my body, it was only for a moment.

13 December 2017

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She had borrowed his car for the day as hers was in the mechanics for all of Friday, dutifully she had dropped him at work early that morning and had arranged to pick him up after work at 5:30 precisely as his office was slightly closer to home than hers was, and it made sense to do it that way. He spent the day at work in various meetings which he hated with a passion so as the clock crept closer to 5:30 he yearned for the weekend and the quiet intense times that their relationship revolved around His penis stirred briefly as he day dreamed once again of the Love swing he had built into their bedroom a couple of months earlier and the acrobatic sex that had followed, he had really liked the later invention of the motorised cupping machine which took all need for her to move out of the equation. He mused briefly as the meetings speaker waffled on about some meaningless market data and sales projection that if he could market his latest sex contraption he was damn sure it would out perform any growth projections of this dreary company. Because that was where is true calling was he was an inventor who had been waylaid into this career of Sales. As a little reminder for his slut that he was thinking of her he fiddled with his phone and sent a activate text to her vibrating bullet for 20 seconds of Ethernet joy, God he loved how technology advances could be used to his pleasure. Yes all in all he was really looking forward to the weekend as the clock went 5:30 he packed up his office flicked the lights and went out the door to stand on the corner in this largely industrial area and wait for her. Meanwhile She was running very late another fictitious crisis at work plus an extended lunch with an old friend had seen her leave 10 minutes later than she should have and now the traffic was hideous as she raced across town to pick Him up, in the pit of her stomach had that familiar fear was building he was unreasonable when it came to tardiness and what was worse it was now starting to rain as one of the cities sporadic downpours pelted the cities inhabitants, She knew he would be icy cold both literally and figuratively when she finally reached, He meanwhile had started to walk in her direction and had indeed been soaked by the passing downpour, He was not really amused at all and checked on her GPS tracker to see she was still 5 minutes away, as he strode along the footpath he started to work the muscles in his right arm and shoulder getting them loose and limber perhaps a little beating right on the street would suffice.. Then no he had another idea altogether and a slow smile spread across his lips as he contemplated a thorough weekend of training for her. Finally she rounded the last corner and was on his street and clearly saw his large frame marching down the street, she could clearly see his face which although had a smile on it was incongruous with the rest of his body language. She pulled over and he got in she smiled and reached across to kiss him which to her surprise he kissed her back, after all he was still happy to see her for she was the one, But as a little taster for her just as there kiss finished he bit down on her lip a little reminder of his displeasure at being kept waiting, He barked an order to drive to the local wood merchants which sent a shiver down her spine he was obviously angry but she knew he didn’t have a weekend project on so what was he going to do, they had been together long enough for her to realise the signals that he had obviously dreamed up some sort of contraption or device to “help with her training” as he called it, trying to lighten the mood she took one hand off the steering wheel pulled her short skirt up higher and stuck her fingers in her pussy she knew that by rubbing her wet fingers on the upper lip of his moustache the smell of her might lighten the punishment or at least she hoped, McLaren’s the wood merchant was still open when they arrived but with 10 minutes left till closing he had to be meticulous with his time She watched from the car as he handled the lengths of timber to find exactly what he needed he selected 3 long wooden posts and a sheet of 9ply phew she thought it did not look like enough wood for a rack or any of the more exquisite of the known BDSM devices but she was certain that whatever he had thought of it would involve a good deal of training she squirmed involuntarily at the thought of some of his other more elaborate training sessions. She worried that his extensive tool room and wood working equipment he already owned would no doubt mean that he would He purchased the timber efficiently and with precision had strapped the timber to the roof racks of his Territory and climbed back into the passenger seat, the entire task took less than 15 minutes “Home” he said to Her, She started the car and drove out of McLaren’s and headed home with a building excitement in her loins, She had had a few relationships but this one by far had her totally captivated His need for sexual gratification was almost as strong as her and yet his creative and inventive nature meant she was often off guard when it came to some of his scenarios. One thing was for sure she was going to be sore come 7am Monday. Once the car was safely ensconced in the garage and they had both entered the front door of their little bungalow they had shared for the past six months often only leaving it for bare necessities and sometimes not at all for the whole weekend. He had taken off his muddy shoes he turned to her and said go to the bedroom bring me the Collar the leash and the cane I will be in the lounge, he turned and walked to the kitchen and got himself a cold beer to wash away the week that was, he could hear her as she searched for his favourite cane He made his way to the lounge where the large brown leather ottoman took centre space he had recently fitted it with bondage straps that tucked neatly away in a hidden compartment one underneath each of the four legs it was part of the a larger suite but he had taken particular care when purchasing it that it was big enough to hold a 160cm tall person with his recent modifications it meant he could strap someone to it very quickly and effectively yet it looked completely vanilla when in its normal state. He chuckled at the irony a lot like him he thought. He flicked on the surround sound and the pulsating sound of deep forest was playing from their last love making session quickly he flicked the dial and found the classical station where some soprano was giving it her all. His slut returned god she both completely intoxicated him and frustrated him sometimes “come here” he said so she walked over to in front of where he was sitting. He immediately reached up and in one movement pulled her skirt panties and tights down to her feet “step out” he said, she did so, “Bend down “ he ordered again she was compliant he took the collar out of her hand and fastened it tightly around her neck , “on the ottoman” he said she immediately lay face down across the ottoman , he undid each of the four straps on each corner and then bound them around her arms and legs though the arms he did not do evenly meaning she was laying almost on a diagonal across it with her head off to one side slightly tipping off it it meant that the blood was starting to rush to her head giving her a little buzz, the leather was still cool to the touch and her bottom was now fully exposed and prone, with his right hand he took his trusty cane and administered the first of his love taps, after half a dozen he was starting to enjoy himself so he stood up and undid his zip and exposed the rod that was his hardened penis always the first few squeals from her and he would be aroused, he guess it was still the new relationship thing. Reseating himself on the couch sitting forward in his left hand he grabbed her hair and pulled her head up so that the tip of his penis would enter her mouth while the right hand administered a little more love, and so in gradual progression he rocked her head up and down on his penis by pulling the lusty handful of hair he held while still administering the punishment she so rightly deserved, as the soprano started to reach some painful points in the song so she could relate and let out a few yelps and whimpers herself. He contemplated climaxing in her mouth as her simpering and the enforced blow job were starting to take effect but decided against it in the nick of time. She had not earned it just yet, he could smell she was aroused and he decided to take advantage of this, Again ingenuity meant that for those looking at the enormous neo industrial looking lampshade that stood of to one side of the lounge suite might question the couples taste in furniture but again it hid its real purpose in plain sight, like a dentist’s drill or a shearers cutter, one arm of the lamp came out and swung around, he pulled at the arm and it came free revealing a double mounted socket, he idly flicked open the front of the hidden storage compartment at the base and took out the largest dildo he could find and an anal vibrator smaller in size but no less aggressive and plugged the two of them into the now mobile arm. (He smiled to himself at the thought he was more James Bond than 007 himself). He nudged the ottoman with his legs around so that he could pull the arm down and insert the dido and butt probe into place which he did after having lubed them both, then he twirled the dial and both little machines came to life, Ahh time for him to relax for a while as she would now go on an automated ride for a while he stretched out his legs from where he had been sitting so that they now were atop her torso and with his right toe he could adjust the penetration of his little gadgets as they did their work. He flicked on the footie with his iPad to catch up on the game as she started to moan, enough of that so he found the gag handily placed down the back of the cushion and placed it in her mouth, The game was about halfway through as his beloved footie team was trying to mount a comeback they were a little behind but turning up the intensity he got so wrapped up in the game he almost forgot the writhing smelly mess of woman under his feet, he must have let her go for a good 40 odd minutes long enough he thought he sat up and reached across her buttocks and stuck his fingers into her pussy alongside the dildo just to check on moisture levels, He decided he had taken just about as many orgasms out of her for the night as he wanted to, So he undid the straps that had held her so firmly to the ottoman removed the little electric friends and instructed her to get up. Go and get the ankle and wrist straps he said, obediently she went to the bedroom and opened the large chest at the end of their four poster bed and took out the four binds, and returned to the lounge with them. He then removed all her remaining clothes and stood her naked in front of him he attached the wrist and ankle binds and the said bend forward she did so and he attached left wrist to left ankle with about 30 cm’s of strap between them and right wrist to right ankle meaning she was now stuck bending over with the inside of her elbows helping to keep her thighs apart he then turned her around and attached another bind to his own right ankle and then linked it through her right ankle with about a metre of leash, She was therefore stark naked meant over in front of him and now attached to him like a slave from African days. To the bedroom now he said. She went first and he followed along behind her awkward crab like gait his view was of nothing but her luscious backside and the red strip marks his training had inflicted. He was now fully aroused and decided to quench himself he took his manhood in his hand and helped it extend to its full length and just as she got to the side of the bed he entered her moist pussy “stop here” he said at first he took his time just at the entrance of her womanhood moving the tip in and out but gradually he increased the penetration until he knew she was taking his full length her head was just on the side of the mattress so as his thrusting got more and more vigorous she bounced back from the innerspring, She loved the master penis and she tried with all her extensive inner muscles to hold onto it and give him the luxurious silky experience he so deserved, Eventually he came and straight away she knew she had pleased him immensely she knew his loads intimately he ejaculated more than any man she had met before literally a tablespoon or two for normal load but this time it seemed to gush out of him like a fountain the warmth started deep inside her vagina and the flowed out down past her clit onto her leg and dripped all the way to the floor, he enjoyed leaving it inside her even after climax and knew that she would use her female muscles to try and clamp and hold onto it for as long as she could as it slowly retreated. He pushed her onto the bed and smiled at her “Good Girl” he said he took his shirt off and mopped the excessive spunk from her, he knew if he left it there it would be itchy by 2am and she would spend the night uncomfortably, he undid the binds on her wrists and and ankles and let her get ready for bed. When she climbed back into bed he reattached her ankle strap to his so that she was attached to him and he pulled her close in a loving snuggle so entwined they were that he could feel the heat of the stripes on her backside give warmth to his loin. Vaguely his penis fluttered but he was so tired he quickly drifted off to sleep The next morning he woke early he had much to do he undid the ankle strap from him and attached it to the foot of the bed, he left her in bed asleep and went and made the coffee she always liked the coffee he made for her and the accompanying chocolate biscuit were always a great way to start the day, Groggily she awoke to hear the coffee machine at full steam, she knew he was probably at the front window watching the dawn break the sky, as the machine went through its paces, He was back within minutes with a cheery good morning darling he passed her drink and biscuit here you go, do you want to come and see the dawn he asked ” no” she said the bed was feeling too comfortable, Ok then” stay here” he said He left the room and she could hear him as he moved through the house and could tell he was heading to his tool room, she took a sip of the coffee and tried to imagine what was going to happen, in the end she gave up and tried to think about how they had first met a totally unexpected connection that had been forged from the first few words of chat. He was back in 20 minutes knowing she would need the morning stream he undid her and lead her to the large completely tiled ensuite where he waited while she did her morning ablutions , he led her to the shower and pushed her in turning the dial to warm he took the hand piece and washed her down good maintenance he always said was the key to keeping a good slave, finishing the quick blast he commanded she take a towel and dry herself before he led her to the sink and the face washing teeth brushing began, he so preferred the clean fresh look. Especially if there was more fun afoot. Just as she finished he took the toothpaste from her and squirted a liberal amount onto his finger and with a quick movement he reached down between her legs and smeared it liberally around the lips of her vagina and finished by leaving a small amount on her anus, He smiled to himself as he knew from previous experience that there would be a couple of minutes of icy coolness down before the effect changed and became a warming almost burning sensation which could last for hours. “Back to bed” he ordered and she dutifully headed back to the four poster “Face down” was his next order and she dutifully complied and stretched her limbs making that familiar star shape efficiently he was expecting , he strapped her to the bed and then found three large pillows which he wedged under her pubic bone making her arse stick up proud on the bed, He reached to the bedside table and took out his preferred blindfold for her and tied it tightly around her head then he quickly unzipped his pants letting his now bulging manhood free, Quickly he stepped onto the bed and mounted her, He was in a vigorous mood and rather than plunging himself deep into her pussy he opted with a little persuasion to penetrate her anally, reaching forward he clasped his hands around her neck and though he was now dangerously overbalanced, his entire weight was driving his penis into her deeply and all the air out of her simultaneously, he tightened his grip and then used it like a pull up bar to move up and down building momentum he could see the base of her neck redden and knew that she was heading towards a blackout. Just as he was about to climax in her he released his grip and could hear the immediate large gulp of air she breathed and with that he came copiously and completely, god he thought he did like the morning quickie it really did set up the day… Getting up he decided to leave her there, he had an appointment in the tool room and that would not be delayed, whistling to himself he strode purposefully through the house and out to his man space. She lay there unable to move with his morning load slowly oozing out of her despite her best efforts, and listened, well really there was not much else she could do. He again had left the door open so she could clearly hear him as he used his saws and drills and hammers he seemed very happy with himself as whistled some of his favourite tunes. It must have been an hour or so but time was difficult for her to keep a track of she could sense he was nearing completion of his latest creation as she could hear the definite whirr of the sander as he was applying the finishing touches it would not be long now she thought. A small shudder went through her from the base of her spine though she had complete faith in whatever was to come he would treat her within the spirit of their relationship even if he had found ways of taking her breath away, His evolution in this arena had been remarkable. He had initially made contact with her on his very first week on the new alternative lifestyle website he had just discovered and their connection had grown from that as she had initially mentored him and provided great insight into the real world of BDSM. He continued to harness his long suppressed passions and was feeling like he had finally found the yin for his yang, he felt the two shared a bond in bondage that was now unbreakable. He surveyed his handy work it looked very similar to something he had seen online http://alt.com , gleefully he carried it through the house and into the ensuite and placed it in the centre of the room right atop the central drainage sink in the room, he quickly walked to the bed and released her binds and led her to the newly constructed symbol of his love for her. Moulding and shaping her body onto the table he quickly got her position in such a manner that her head was hanging down and her buttocks was proud and upstanding, he took a couple of leather straps and by way of tightening them created the much sought after thigh gap, opening her as wide as she could go, he stood back and admired his handy work such a sight of beauty he could not contain himself he lent forward and kissed her beautiful cheeks. He reached inside the shower and took the moveable shower head in his hand he fiddled the dial until a small but steady concentrated stream of warm water gushed forth more than a dribble the outflow matched his typical morning stream, there would be No water blasting going on here, She could feel as the warm stream initially sprayed across her pert buttocks and then the persistent drumming as it found her clitoris and then concentrated on it deftly he moved it slowly up and down the length of her clit, it felt so good immediately that already she felt waves of euphoria washing up and down her body, having her head below her knees was really magnifying the issues as the head rush was make her giddy by itself, the warm stream of water would not be denied it was touching and tickling all of her womanhood and very quickly she could feel herself reaching near climax her minute stiffening of her muscles were a giveaway to him that she was indeed closing in on the peak, just to speed up the process he reached forward with his spare hand inserting his thumb full length into her anus and his two top fingers deep within her pussy, the sudden intrusion had the desired effect shortly afterwards and he recognised her need to have a micro break. Dropping the head of the shower back in the unit he went in search of his new purchase that had turned up that week it purported to be a pussy expander and had been quite expensive considering what turned up looked a bit like an empty coke bottle with both ends off, he found it and returned to the ensuite and inserted it deep within her it, it held her lips apart and standing at a certain angle he could see deep within her womb and found her Gspot which had been a bit of an enigma for her previous lovers, dropping the water pressure back a bit he had it coming out more like a stream of drops he deftly aimed through the coke bottle and found his target with a sure and precise aim. Almost immediately she felt something different the usual lighter waves of euphoria that gripped her body during a clitoral orgasm were replaced by a deeper more penetrating wave that seemed to emanate from her very core, she was completely at its mercy as this new sensation gripped her entire body and she shook and trembled as it took over, the persistent drumming of the droplets would not stop she was driven to higher and higher levels of pleasure until she could control it no more she left an involuntary whimper and then she exploded in a gush of pent up feminine juices like nothing she had experienced before the sensation of orgasm left her body in total euphoria she hardly even noticed she was crying as the tears seeped out of her eyes. “That my little slut is why we don’t leave people in the rain” he said you never know what new joyous experiences they might find, He unshackled her and took her back to bed where he made joyous love to her before they drifted off to a deep and contented sleep..

10 December 2017

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I hadn't heard from you in a couple of days when I received a msg from you, Asking me if I still wanted you. Obviously my reply was 'yes'. You then told me If I really did I had 10 mins to get myself naked and downstairs on the bed ready for you. Naturally I did as I was told. I was wet just from the thought of you showing up. I heard your car pull up, I could feel a shiver run through my body anticipating you coming into the room. You walk in and grin at me, telling me I'm a good girl. You still have your work uniform on which pleases me because I've stood at work having many fantasies about you. "Now stand up"you tell me. I stand in front of you and you place your hand on my hip and run it up my side and slowly around to my back, up into my hair, you grin again before wrapping your hand around my hair and firmly pulling my head back to look up at you. You kiss me. Gently but passionately which surprises me but also makes my body melt into yours. You pull my head back and tell me to get on my knees. You remove your work shirt. Your hand moves to undo your belt. 'Please let me' I ask. You nod your head in agreement. I slowly undo your belt and pants and remove them. Finally getting to what I want. Your hard cock. I take the end of you in my mouth, teasing you with my tongue, but not for long. That's not the way you like it. You grab me by the hair again so you can hold me still and start fucking my mouth. You are rough but you know I like it. You stop and tell me to get on my knees on the bed. I think you are ready to fuck me already. But then I feel your belt running slowly down my back down over my ass and in between my thighs. You place your hand on my ass and rub it gently before you slap me on the ass with your belt. Over and over spanking me getting harder until I can take no more and scream out in pain and pleasure.. you flip me over and kiss me again, not with any gentleness this time, biting my lip. Your lips travel down, biting me again on my neck working your way down to my breasts sucking on my nipples biting me and your fingers inside of me feeling me feeling how wet you are making me. I am pleading with you by this to please fuck me. You are on top of me with your cock teasing my pussy, rubbing it against me. Finally you push inside of me slowly at first until you are deep in me. " now I'm going to fuck you hard".

7 November 2017

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Just thought I would share my experience on AMM. As a single guy just looking to chat and make friends on here it is very hard to break through and form friendships. Most messages and winks go unanswered . I am a paid member and enjoy the privilages that go with it. I have made some good friends and shared some good experiences though messages ect. but wanted more. A few months ago I decided to explore the chat room. I did find it hard to get a conversation going with some of the regulars. I had a look at some of the cams , male , female and couples to see what they were all about. To me there are a few different groups of people in the chat room. The ones that are there to chat , the ones that are there to cam , the ones that are just there to look and listen and some inbetween . I tried the chat room and met some nice people, I was a bit scared of using the cam but just had to see how it worked. It was a little scarey at first but I got the hang of it. I have always been proud of my body and consider myself to be in pretty good shape for my age after years of manual labour. So the time came for me to try and cam up in my birthday suit, I was very nervous but on the day I did it there were a couple of very encouraging ladies which made a big difference. I thanked them for there support. When on cam in the public chat room you are on display to anyone that wants to look at your cam. I try to make it as good for people to see as I can with lighting ect but have only got my laptop to cam with. There are all sorts of people that look at you on cam , a lot of guys, ladies and couples. By being on cam you accept that you are on display and at anyone's pleasure to view . I know for me I enjoy the female body in all its shapes and sizes and I can see that the same applies to the ladies with guys. I do enjoy watching the ladies and couples on cam as well. We guys are there for them to view until they tire of us and move along to the next cam and you are discarded like a used play thing lol. I don't drawn attention to myself in the room as I am just there for others pleasure if they so wish. It has been good to be able react with real life people and enjoy their company. As every where there are fakes and imitators but when you see someone on cam you can be a little more sure about who's who. I think a lot of people are missing out by not getting the best out of the chat room experience . If you happen to visit one day please feel free to say Hi.

1 November 2017

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A little nervous and biting my bottom lip I saw you walk across the Arrivals Lounge. You looked just like my favourite photo of you, your hair all ruffled, as if freshly fucked. I felt my clit tingle in anticipation of our imminent, sexually loaded wkd. Then you saw me, proffered that sexy smile and nodded as you walk towards me; your leather wkd bag thrown casually over your shoulder. Teasing eyes undressed me, opening my blouse's buttons one by one. My breasts rose and fell as my nipples hardened to meet your gaze. Oh how I wanted you to pinch them then and there! We embraced and you smelled amazing. An erotic whisper filled my ear with promise. Your hard Cock pressed against my skirt as my Mound of Venus swelled to greet it. We stepped back and politely kissed each others' cheeks - as if old friends greeting each other on a French Boulevard. We'd pre-agreed to zero, blatantly sexual PDAs but had almost forgotten our pact. Leaving the Airport we caught a Taxi to the City, chatting about this and that whilst gently stroking each others' thighs. Fingers spreading with hope, anticipating the skin beneath the fabric. The Taxi Driver made small talk with us; as if trying to slice through the sexual tension building in his passenger seats - hoping he may take a portion home, to share with his Wife. The Traffic was on our side. Friday's commuters were heading in the opposite direction. We soon reached our hotel and checked in. Surprisingly we were offered a complimentary upgrade and we gratefully accepted. There had been some mix-up with other guests who had initially requested to stay on the same floor. We obviously left our coyness in the Taxi - as we entered the lift we were thrilled to be alone. 19 floors to go... we kissed, our lips and tongues hungry, we feasted on each other. The luggage was dropped, our hands had more pertinent duties. We grabbed each other and you pressed me against the lift wall, both of us grinding like two horny teenagers in a back alley. I was almost dripping - feeling your hard cock pressing against me, once again confirming our wanting. The lift bell dinged so we straightened our clothing. As the doors opened we were face to face with three, corporate types, all dressed conservatively for a city wkd. They must have been there for the conference we'd seen advertised at Reception. With somewhat flushed faces we exited the lift and heard them laughing as the lift doors closed. I looked down at your stiff Cock, straining against your trouser fly. It looked like it had tried to exit the lift before you! Our room was at the far end of the corridor. I slid the keycard down the door's slot as you simultaneously slid your hands around my hips and pulled me back towards you. Your touch was electric and I almost dropped the keycard. For a moment we forgot we had been upgraded. We knew we'd gone up a few floors but did not realise we had been given a Corner Suite. A plush sofa and ottoman were in the living area, fresh flowers and fruit filled the air with a ripening, sensual scent. Straight ahead, floor to ceiling windows looked out onto the Park with the suburbs spilling beyond. Through some double doors we found the opulent King Size Bed, with plenty of room for two or more to play. The En Suite was another surprise: a Turkish Style, Marble Steam/Wet Room. How appropriate I thought - as I felt the juice of my lust trickle down an inner thigh. "So, here we are" you said, with another sexy wink and a pinch of my bum. "We are indeed" I replied, returning the wink - but not the bum pinch! I removed my jacket and placed it over the gilt edged chair near the walk-in wardrobe. A strong, commercial chair, purposely made for hotels and such. I've always had a thing for fucking on a chair and this one looked like it would last a ride! You seemed strangely flustered - as if we were meeting for the first time again. Perhaps you had Jet Lag or had forgotten to finish an important work project? I understood, having only just made it to my own flight that morning. I walked over and laughed into your ear. "Is it hot in here or am I just dripping?" With that I pulled you towards me, kissed you and suggested you join me in the Wet Room. We eagerly undressed each other. You kissing my neck and shoulders, licking my nipples and tracing my public mound with a teasing forefinger. I stroked your arms. As your shirt fell to the floor and I momentarily nuzzled into your chest. A place I felt both safe and turned on at the same time. My nails lightly scratched over your nipples and you sighed. A verbal surrender to promised pleasure. Our clothes strewn, we entered the Wet Room. Light Grey, Marble Tiles with small, Turkish Roses adorned the walls, "Just like a row of pink, pussies", you said. "You wish!" my reply. We kissed for a few minutes then looked around for a water source - a large Rainfall Shower Head was above us plus a Hand Held Shower Head on the side wall, for those hard to reach places. My shower head of choice when travelling alone! I tied up my hair and turned on the mixer tap and started washing your body. Your shoulders and arms your hands, chest and navel, your groin and of course, your cock. Oh how it loved my cleansing, pre fuck strokes - standing upright, eager to greet each one. I knelt down and started teasing the tip of your cock with my lips as I gently soaped your balls. Now that your cock was shiny and clean I wanted to taste you. I started to lick along its length, down that throbbing vein and then its girth. Then I took your cock into my mouth and worked it as any dedicated lover should. My hands slid around to your buns, that Astanga Yoga Course had certainly paid off - they were firm and strong. I slid a finger down your arse crack, then up, then down again. You squirmed, wanting my finger to delve further - but not now. My mouth released your cock with a puckering noise and I kissed the tip, as if sending it on its way. I lay down on the marble bench that ran parallel to the shower area's wall; remembering that original Turkish Wet Rooms/Hamams were built for leisure as much as ablution. As expected, I lay on my stomach - you knew I loved my back washed first. The Rose scented body wash took me back to our time in Istanbul. Both of us in the Hamam, both horny but separated. Such an erotic venue yet segregated for modesty. The echoing sounds of running water, cloths being slapped against bare skin and naked flesh everywhere you looked. We couldn't leave there fast enough once we'd politely drank the complimentary Apple Tea and written in the Visitors' Book. Laughing to myself, as you washed my shoulders, I remembered you kneeling between my legs as the Imam called for afternoon prayers. I suppose you were worshipping, in your own way but it wasn't Mecca you were facing! Back to real time, you washed my back, tenderly at first, then the loofah released the last ounces of stress as it scrubbed my tense shoulder blades. Your soapy hands then washed me from head to toe, only allowing me to turn over once you had ensured I was totally clean. You took a soft, wash cloth and trickled warm water across my decolletage, then onto my right breast, licking the droplets off the areola and lightly biting the nipple. I instinctively raised my knees anticipating how wet I now was. But you made me wait - your self control fuelled by the fact we had all weekend. Two nights in a strange city where no one knew us but you never knew who we might get to know. Your fingers traced a line down between my breasts as you continued to lick and bite my nipples, erect like sexually-charged bullets. A hand slid down to my pubic mound which you cupped before slipping a finger in, confirming my clit was as swollen as you'd hoped for. Further, further, your fingers explored my Pussy and as two entered me I squeezed them and caught my breath. I was already so close to coming, your fingers working me, already knowing each spot, as if you had an inbuilt Labial Google Maps App! Your thumb on my clit as you fingered-fucked me... I've always been attracted to men with good hands - attractive, strong hands. Square hands with long fingers and clean nails. Hands that can be as creative as productive, as caring as punishing. There would be no punishment this weekend - it was all about pleasure. Mutual pleasure. Fucking in the steamy bathroom was a fabulous launch to our Hot City Break but we needed to eat so had booked a table in the Hotel's Bistro. We preferred a more casual style of dining, less pretentious and after all, the food came from the same kitchen as the Hotel's A La Carte Menu. We sat by a picture window and watched the city light up, it was as if it were orchestrated: one by one the office buildings and CBD's residential apartments' lights lit up. We're both people watchers/ voyeurs by nature and were scanning the buildings for something of interest. Our main course passed uneventfully. We caught up on personal news, and laughed at a few memories of times past - but as we finished our Crème Brûlées we had a surprise. Straight across the street was a modern, apartment block. We noticed that one of the windows had a reddish glow to it, more evocative than standard lighting. The curtains were open and a corporate-looking couple had kicked off their shoes and were curled up on the sofa, sharing a Friday night drink. Before we knew it the man had dropped his pants and she was bent over, devouring his cock - as if she hadn't eaten for weeks! Her prowess was impressive - she sucked and licked his cock for a good ten minutes, without a break. Her mouth must have brought him to the brink and back a few times. Then suddenly the apartment's lights went out. Both turned on by the unexpected sex show we signed for our meal and made our way to the Hotel's Bar for a nightcap and to discuss plans for our wkd. We knew we wouldn't talk much once back in the hotel room! I took an important, belated business call while you patiently read that day's, now crinkled newspaper and people-watched some more. Just as I wound up the phonecall I noticed an elegant couple arrive - the couple from the apartment building across the road. Fate? She was coquettish, he quite the Alpha. Together, they looked like they could turn on any lights, with their shared sexual energy. Did they know people had seen them? Did they know we had seen them? I winked at you and nodded towards the bar, "Look who's just walked in!" I whispered. Judging by the way your cock was swelling in your chinos, it confirmed you were thinking how amazing it would be for her to host your cock between her sweet, warm lips. "Maybe it is Fate?" we laughed in unison. My clit was throbbing at the idea of a foursome and wondered if it would finally come to fruition? We'd both played with couples before but separately, in threesomes, never a Fuckfest for Four. Perhaps tonight was going to be a long and luscious one?

3 October 2017

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My dark fantasy ......I am at work ..... It is a hard day..... Lots of staff problems ...... Meetings ..... Deliveries ...... I am becoming tense ....... And restless.....Renovations are under way on our buildings ..... Bathrooms being rejuvenated.....solar panels on the roof..... Repairs ..... Workmen everywhere ...... Constantly passing my door ...... Stopping ...... Chatting..... Friendly.......One keeps turning up with fresh coffee bought off site so I stir him and ask 'where's mine?' .... one day he brings me back a coffee and I thank him but offer him the money for it .... he waves his hand and says it's his pleasure ..... I notice He has a nice arse as he walks away ......Muscular arms ..... Very Cheeky smile ...... He continues to make a point of seeing me every day ..... And I await his daily visit .... And chat ....He has started to linger ..... our chats are becoming flirtatious ..... And I smell his slight body odour from working ..... It is mixed with a scent of ....is that aftershave ..... I wonder ..... I sit at my desk ..... A button undone on my shirt ..... A hint of my bra..... And cleavage ...... I look for excuses to talk to him...... To find him out in the work area .....to accidentally bump into him..... He is tall .... I imagine his body under his work shirt ..... Today it is Friday and he wears a shirt that has 'Happy Friday' on the back ......I inhale his odour as I pass and softly moan .....he hears me.....I lower my eyes and blush .... And walk quickly away ...... I can hear him softly laughing behind me ..... Is he mocking me .....It is getting late and the workmen are slowly leaving for the day ...... Laughter ..... Remarks about going out tonight.... Hot dates ..... Families ...... Just a couple remain ..... Packing up the last of the tools ..... Exclusion barriers in place ..... Lights turned off ...... I will do my check soon .... It is my job to ensure the area is clear before 'de isolating ' the fire panel ........ I wait......Outside it is dark .... My staff are tending their designated areas and not near the 'work zone'..... It is time to check ..... I check each corridor, each secured room, each door......... I find One which is open ...... The electrical is not connected in this room so it is very dark .... It is a storeroom ..... Shelving strewn around the room ......waiting for installation ......I check a pile in the corner (it may be a resident who has ventured in and fallen) .....but I find it is only a few Drop sheets left where they were thrown ...... I turn to leave the room and my eyes, slowly becoming accustomed to the dark, see a shape near the door ......just As the door closes .... And I hear the latch turn ......I stand still ..... Who is in here with me ......I hear movement .... Feel a slight breeze as someone moves around me ..... My nostrils pick up a slight body odour.... I recognise it immediately ..... The hair at my neck is gently swept aside and I feel soft lips graze past my skin ..... I get goosebumps ..... I stand still ...... Waiting ....Lips again brush my neck ..... Then teeth nip my skin ..... My lips part and I moan ..... My motor is awakening .......I am standing still ..... I don't dare move ..... My breathing is becoming rapid and i ....... feel my heart beating ...... My hair is moved again and I feel kisses and nipping moving down my neck ...... I bend my head to one side for easier access ...... I can hear my heart beat ......Strong hands grab my shoulders , then move down to my waist ...... I am turned around ..... I can't see his face but I can hear his breath.... Feel his hands move to my buttons and undo them one at a time ..... I gasp as my shirt is pushed off my shoulders ..... And it lands on the floor ....Rough workman Hands caress my shoulders ..... And I arch my back ..... I want those hands feeling my breasts .... Squeezing them .....pinching them .... The hands move around to my back and my bra is unlatched ..... The straps fall off my shoulders and my breasts fall free....I am waiting ..... Not sure what is expected of me ....next.....I find out when lips press hard against mine and a hand cups one breast ...... The hand is firm and squeezes .... I moan .... My skirt is pushed down over my hips ..... And my undies removed ..... I am wet......A firm hand slides down and onto my pubic area ...... I part my legs ....as the other hand grabs the hair on the back of my head and pulls my head back .... I feel teeth ..... On my nipple ......The soft smell of body odour is stronger now .... Is it mine .... I am sweating .... I am shaking ..... I am excited ...... Muscular arms grab me and I am pushed backwards onto the drop sheets ...... No words have been spoken .... No instructions ..... But I know what is expected .....We are quiet ...... In case we are heard ....my staff going about their work out in the corridor ..... I kneel ..... My head bowed .... My eyes have become accustomed to the dark but I still can't see very much .....I hear the sound of a zipper ..... The rustle of clothes as they fall on the floor ..... I feel the warmth of skin near me .... the smell of skin..... I smell a wet cock .... It must be so close to me ...... Looking at me ..... Does it want me ..... I feel Hands either side of my head .... And a hard, wet cock is pushed into my mouth.....I gasp at its size, it's warmth, it's taste....... Slowly I suck ..... My tongue flicks over the eye ......I put my hands around the shaft ...... And suck......Suddenly I am pushed backwards ....and made to roll over ..... I feel my arse cheeks parted and a tongue probes my arse hole ..... Licking , wetting ..... Lubricating ..... A finger is inserted ....I gasp ...... My legs spread wider..... I push backwards onto the finger wanting it deeper ...... fucking me ..... I feel A stinging slap on my left buttock..... Just as the finger pushes fully into me .....I am wet ..... My cunt awake ..... My breathing rapid ...... I am softly growling ..... The finger is removed ..... No....... I am grabbed roughly and rolled over ..... I hear a guttural sound as I am Pushed onto my back ...... My legs spread ...... And then my pussy lips spread ...... A mouth latches onto my clit ..... The hard little knob sucked .... A nip with teeth .....I squirm as a tongue Fucks me ......My knees are raised ..... My private gash is open ..... My lips parted ..... A finger then goes into me , 2 fingers .... I can hear my wet cunt as I am finger fucked .....Lube appears from no where ..... He was prepared..... It is drizzled over my pubic area and around my open pussy lips .....3 fingers ..... He grabs my knee to help him push the 3 fingers in and out .... He twists the fingers to help them 'screw' in ...... 4 fingers are pushing into me .... I am stretched .... I need to breathe ..... I need to relax my groin muscles ..... It hurts ......He kneels lower so he can manoeuvre his hand in further .... I try to relax ..... Slowly he pushes ..... Slowly I relax ..... I feel the thumb going in to my now stretched pussy .... I am getting sore ..... It hurts .... My breath catches ...... He fucks me with his hand ..... He drizzles more lube around his hand ....... I feel the fullness ...... I feel throbbing .....I am not sure if the throbbing Is from pain ..... It is growing in intensity ..... Coming from the middle of my body ..... Curling its way around my organs ..... He keeps fist fucking me ......the throbbing is growing ...... I am getting very wet ... Is it the lube leaking .... Is it me .... The throbbing intensifies and explodes ..... A cry escapes my lips as I shudder ..... My back arches .... I cum .......Slowly he removes his hand..... Juices ooze out .... I am panting ....... I sit up ......and He grabs my head and pushes my mouth onto his cock again .......I slowly suck .... Still trying to get my breath..... I wet the shaft with my mouth sliding my lips up and down the sides ..... I lick the eye ..... There is pre cum .....I can taste it ..... I moan ..... He makes my head move faster up and down his cock ..... It is hard .... Bulbous...... I feel the veins growing..... I run my nails gently along the underside as I suck ....... He is wet so I slip my finger around to his arse and gently probe the hole ......I push my finger in ......I finger fuck his tight hole ...... While sucking his erect cock...... I feel him tense ...... He must be close ...... I try to insert 2 fingers but his arse is tight ..... I move my mouth around so I can lick the area around where my fingers are probing ......He takes the opportunity to grab me ..... My fingers slip out ..... I am kneeling ..... He moves quickly and is behind me ...... He reaches around me and grabs my breasts ..... His cock finds my open , wet, sore cunt and he Rams me ...pushing into me further than anyone has been before ...... I feel the fullness , the heat, the urgency ......with a deep throated moan he explodes ..... his hot cum filling me and oozing out ...... this makes my cunt spasm enjoying this delicious sharing of juices ...... he is still deep in me and i can feel him throbbing ...... he is breathing heavy ...... still sharing his cock with me ....... after an eternity he reluctantly slides slowly out ..... juices dribbling down my legs ..... I turn around and gently take his still swollen cock into my mouth and start to lick ..... I taste our juices ...... I softly lick around the eye of his knob ..... lick up any droplets that have escaped ..... when he is quite well cleaned I gently kiss the eye of his cock ...... then slowly straighten up and share a deep and passionate wet cum kiss with him ......... we stand holding each other ....... both breathing heavy......after what seems like an eternity we part ....... and slowly dress ...... I turn to put on my shoes and when I turn back he is gone ...... he had quietly left the room ....... I straighten my clothes and peek out the door ...... the corridor is dark ...... no one can be seen ...... I quickly walk up the hall way ..... the staff are in the night offices doing paperwork ...... they don't notice me ...... I go to the fire panel and quickly de isolate it ...... turning back a staff member is walking towards the exit ..... he is surprised to see me ..... asking if I was working late ...... I mumbled that I had a last minute shift to fill and walked quickly back to my office .......a warm feeling was flowing over me and I smiled ....... I may have to check that storeroom more often .......

11 August 2017

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Cat complained she was tired, but I said “no we are going out to the pub and you are wearing your tail. You can wear a long dress and a G string. But we are definitely going” She started to get ready and she chose a shortish dress that went to her knees, knowing that would please me. I asked if she would like a drink for a bit of dutch courage. “Yes, make it a big one.” She took a couple of gulps of the southern and coke I made her. “Feel better?” I asked her. “No, I must really love you to be doing this” Cat replied. “You must be a bit turned on. I said you could wear a long dress. That was your choice. I didn't make you wear that one. It is very sexy by the way.” Cat swooned a little to my compliment, “ thank you, I like dressing to please my master.” I went to the bedroom and got the tail, “ok, its time for you to have your tail fitted” I called to her. Cat entered the bedroom, “ how do you want to do this? she questioned me. I grabbed her by the hips and turned her to face the bed. “Bend over I ordered. Cat bent over laying her head on the bed. I lifted her skirt and laid it on her back exposing her lovely round bum. I took a moment to look at it. Just like a big round peach. I grabbed the lube off the bed and applied a bit to the stainless butt plug and a some to her anus and a bit to one of my fingers. I slowly started to rub her opening with my finger, gradually pushing harder. The tip started to enter her, my finger moving in a slow circular motion, going deeper and deeper. When my finger was all the way in, I continued moving it around to help prepare her for the butt plug. i felt Cat was ready, so i removed my finger and replaced it with the butt plug. I started to push it in watching her ring expand, getting bigger as the plug entered her. I gave it an occasional wiggle to help it in. It got to the widest part of the plug then it just seemed to get sucked in, Cat’s ring closing around the tapered stem of the butt plug. The jewelled flared end with the tail sitting snuggly between her cheeks. I lifted the tail and laid it along her back. I love that look. “Is it in?” Cat asked. “It certainly is” I replied lowering the tail and skirt. Cat straightened up,giving her hips a small wiggle and looked into the full length mirror. “Doesn't feel to bad and I cant see the tail” I reached around to the front of her skirt and lifted it. Almost immediately the tail became visible. “oh, I’m going to have to be careful” Cat announced. “yes you will, I think I’m going to have some fun with this” I said while smiling at her. “are you going to put on a G string? Cat had a think about it and replied “no I don’t think so.” I looked at her surprised, “cool, This night just gets better and better.” We finished our drinks and walked down to the local hotel. It was a lovely warm evening, a gentle breeze blowing, but when we turned the final corner, A gust lifted the front of Cat’s skirt and only luck stopped a taxi seeing all of cat’s neither regions. Frantically she smoothed her skirt down. “I did say you could wear a G string” I smirked at her. “I may regret that decision” Cat nervously replied. We entered the hotel and walked up to the bar to order our meal and drinks. I stood to Cats side as she faced the bar pondering the menu. I placed my hand on Cats bottom and after a while slowly lifted her skirt. Cat didn’t move, but she did stiffen slightly. “what are you doing?” she squeaked. “Just playing’ I whispered into her ear. “ you wont know if I’m showing someone or not. I told you I would do this to you” We ordered dinner and drinks with me flashing her tail to no one, but she didn’t know that. “You are a very good Pet. I couldn’t ask for a better one” I whispered into her ear again then kissing her neck. I was certain this was exciting Cat, She seemed to be enjoying being my toy, my pet. Surrendering her self to me.Letting me be in control of her whole body. I found this to be incredibly exhilarating.I couldn't believe how turned on I was.

8 August 2017

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Monday morning the kids away for two weeks and Tracy's at work. Time for a shower and shave before sitting down to watch the golf I recorded last night. Whilst shaving I had to admit the diet the wife had me on had worked with no sign of the mid life love handles any longer. Opening my top draw to get a pair of jocks out I find a pair of Tracy's new sexy panties on top of my pile, dam she looked hot in these now she too had dropped some weight. Grabbing them to throw into her draw I stopped and looked at them more carefully admiring them, they feel so sexy. Next thing you know on they go and I am admiring them on me in the mirror as I start to enjoy the feel of them as well. Well what the heck lets try on her stockings and suspenders as well I though. Dam these feel good. Well the golf had started so I just jump onto the bed in my wife's lingerie thinking I was home by myself for the day. So engrossed with the golf I did not here the car pull up and next thing i know Tracy is in the door way looking at me with a smile on her face. All I can do is ask "what are you doing home so early?'". Well my pretty Princess don't you look sexy there in your lingerie, is what comes from her mouth. I blush and start to answer her, but I get the finger to her lips, be quiet little princess stand up and show me how pretty you are. I stand up and look at her blushing I try to talk but she just holds up the be quiet finger to her mouth. Turn around sweetie she commands, I must admit you do look pretty in them but the hair needs to go and you do need one size up so they fit better. Tracy walks past me not saying one more word and returns from the en suite throwing me a bottle. I need to get some paper work I left behind but when I come home tonight you would have showered and used this on all your leg and body hair, every bit dear.. Do you understand my little Princess? 4 PM a little early than normal, Tracy walks in the door and calls out "Little Princess" I'm home please come to the bedroom. I walk in to the bedroom and Tracy is sitting on the bed surrounded by bags of shopping, she looks at me and says did you do as you were told? Is all that man hair gone. Yes i say waiting for the abuse I expect for wearing her lingerie, but no, no abuse comes my way. Princess you looked super sexy in my lingerie is what I got but it does not fit you so please don't wear it again. Instead you can wear your own and with that she pulls out some super sexy lingerie from one of the bags and pushes it towards me and then in a firmer voice tells me to strip and put it on. I try to argue and tell her I am not a cross dresser but she gives me the look, you all know that look. Well on goes the lingerie and as I dress Tracey tells me I was a good girl and removed all that unwanted man hair. She tells me she has wanted that for some time now. Ok let me look, yes see you look so much better in the correct fitting clothes. Now lets see what else I have here for you and with that out came three pairs of shoes, a number of dresses, skirts and blouses. Princess let's try these on and see what looks best I was not sure what would and what look would suit you. After trying on a number of outfits she decides I look best in the black dress that is about mid thigh length with some black 4 inch heels. Then out comes a wig, brunette in color and just a little longer than shoulder length. This will finish you dear she says. Tracy this is a lot of money to spend to embarrass me after this morning. No my little Princess if i want to spoil you I can I earn my own money. I went to speak but the look once again made me change my mind. The wig went on and Tracy moved from in front of me and I could see my reflection for the fist time. I must admit I looked good as a woman but I was not sure what Pam's plan were. We need to do some make up of course and those eye brows will need some work but I think you will make a wonderful girl friend Tanya. Tanya? My name is Tony. Not anymore dear for the next two weeks you have off and as I do now you will be Tanya and you will dress and live as Tanya. If you want to know what it's like to be a woman wearing my lingerie you will find out. Now come sit down in front of my vanity we have lots of work to do with you. After what seemed an eternity Tracy was finished and looked me in the eye as she inspected her work being super critical rubbing here brushing there. Ok you are done she says let me look again. Well Tanya you look stunning I must say. Now lets see you walk and move, how much work do we need to do with this? You walk well but Princess you need to take smaller steps. Don't worry we can work on that. With that done and not breaking an ankle, I was surprised how well I walked in heels Tracey told me to sit so we could talk. Tanya for the next two weeks you will eat, sleep shop, live as a girl do not argue you don't have a choice, you wouldn't want the pictures I have taken to go to your facebook friends list would you? Now dear we need to go shopping for more clothes and I think a corset and something to give you a bust, you have lost lots but we need to give you some shape. I start to protest, I am not going out dressed like this. Once again the look comes my way. Tanya don't argue pick up your purse and come with me now and after shopping we can go out for dinner. with that we walked out the door. Tracy was waiting in the car as I took my first steps outside as Tanya. Nervous and excited I held onto the hand rail as I walked down the front steps. Making sure i did not fall, walking in heels was harder than it looked. What if my neighbors saw me dressed like this, why was Tracy taking this so far? I finally get to the car and remember to sit first then swing my legs in as I had admired Tracy doing for many years. Tracy drives off with out saying a word. I feel like everyone we drive by is looking at me laughing. Five minutes later we stop and Tracy instructs me to get out of the car and to follow her. We walk into her beauty shop where she has had her waxing and nails done for years. Jenny the owner greets her with a kiss and the looks at me. Well hello Tanya welcome to my shop, Tracy has told me all about you please come this way. I am so embarrassed but follow as instructed. Jenny sits me down in a chair and has a young girl come over and tells her to fix my nails as instructed. After what seems an eternity I have acrylic nails painted red dam they seem so long. Jenny and Tracy come back and lead me to a cubicle out the back where Tracy instructs me to strip out of my dress. Blushing, I do as instructed and lay on the bench. Jenny is fussing around me and then places something on my chest I cant see what it is but I then feel some thing liquid being brushed on my chest as well. Well to keep a long story short the two girls had just given me fake boobs. Fake boobs had been glued onto my chest. Ok Tanya get up and get dressed. I look in the mirror and don't know if I should laugh or cry or be happy. I am so confused. Tracy and Jenny admire there work and Tracy looks at me with her face lit up with a smile so wide. Your transformation is complete Tanya you now look like a woman. Well enough like a woman to go shopping. lets go, with that we walk out the door with a kiss from jenny. Come back anytime Tanya she calls as we leave. In the car again Tracy looks at me and tells me she is so happy with the way things are going. you look stunning Tanya you really do. But Tracy I am not a woman i say. Tanya please is her reply. we discussed this and for the next two weeks you are a female now tell me you agree or i will stop the car right now and send all the pictures including the ones of you getting your nails and boobies put on sent to all your friends on Facebook. OK, for two weeks I answer and all of a sudden a burden is lifted off me so I decide to enjoy the experience and to be honest with you I was starting to quite enjoy the idea of being a woman. the lingerie felt great, the hairless body felt sexy and I had a pair of my own boobs, what more could a man want. We don't say much more in the car for the next five minutes as we drive along Princess Highway until we pull up at Chadstone shopping center. Parking as close as possible to the shops we get out of the car Tracy looks at me expecting me to say something I guess but to her surprise I get out of the car and with purse in hand walk towards the shops. Good girl Tanya your walking better with every step Tracy says now beside me as we enter the center. Where are we going now I ask. Well we need some more clothes you cant spend the next two weeks with what I got you today. So some lingerie and shoes and some everyday clothes are on the list. Walking into the shops I feel like every eye is on me but Tracy assures me they are not. Our first stop is bras and things where Tracey hands me a number of items and instructs me to go and try them on. Dam she knows my size everything fits so well and looks so good on me. Lucky for me Tracey is there and shows me how to get my boobs into the bra properly. I cant believe it I am starting to enjoy this. Shoes and clothes are purchased as well and we leave Chadstone after what seems minutes but is hours. Back to the car and things in the boot both Tracy and I sit in the car she leans over and gives me a kiss on the cheek and congratulates me on my first shopping expedition as a girl . Now Tanya we have to decide where we are going to go and eat or at least to get a drink to celebrate our new friendship and understanding. New friendship and understanding i ask? Yes Tanya you are now my new girl friend and I will be in complete control from now on and I mean complete control. I am not quite sure what Tracy has in mind but i am sure I will find out. A few days of dressing as a woman full time and with Tracy constantly helping me learn the finer things a woman does, make up, hair, walking, sitting, and i am really enjoying this transition into woman hood. We had drinks after shopping on the first night and Tracey was kind enough to take me to a quite bar for our celebration drinks rather than the busy local she wanted to in the the first place. It was a wonderful day when i think of it and when I think that this all started when she caught me dressed in her clothes for the first time. Well its mid afternoon and the door bell rings and my heart drops as this has to be someone we know and whilst going out in public was scary i am now use to it but meeting someone we know dressed up as Tracy well that is a new scary experience. Tracey yells for me to get the door so I do and as i open it i see Linda, Tracy's best friend. She looks at me for a second and asks if Tracy is home then looks again and asks if it is me, Tony. Just in time Tracy comes down stairs and says don't be silly Linda that's Tanya. I told you all about her and then they both laughed and smiled at me. Linda took my hand and led me into the lounge room as she often did to me as Tony. We sat down and she smiled as she said "girls, tonight we are having a girls night out". With Tony out of town i think its time we went out for dinner and dancing what do you think? You never know we might get lucky and before i could look at Tracy she answered I'm in what about you Tanya a night dancing and having fun sounds great? I had to answer yes and with that our night out was planned. Obviously Linda had been told all about the events leading up to today as Tracy tells her everything. She grabs me by the hand again and takes me upstairs to our bedroom with Tracy close behind. Well Tanya if you are coming out with the girls tonight we need to get you ready first. Look at your legs when was the last time you waxed or shaved them you naughty girl. Tracy looks at me and says strip hun we have some waxing to do. I look at her and she looks back saying you remember the rules I have complete control or the pictures get posted on face book and for gods sake you have always wanted to get naked with Linda so here is your chance. Both girls laugh and i start to strip. Standing in front of the two girls in my panties and bra made me feel a little exposed to say the least. Then Linda grabs my panties and pulls them down saying all off girl we have a Brazilian to do as well not just your legs. With that i was naked standing in front of my wife and her best friend. Tracy went and got a towel and laid in on the bed and Linda had me lay down on my back as the two of them waxed my chest and pubic area. Linda paid particular attention to my cock and balls even asking why Tracy had turned me into a girl before she got to fuck me. Tracy gave Linda the look of all looks and said because i chose to turn him into a sissy and if you behave i might let you fuck her later. I looked at Tracy and she smiled back and said remember i make all the decisions. i was rolled over and the rest of the waxing was done and fuck did it hurt. Linda took some pride in choosing an outfit for me to wear a red corset with matching panties black stockings and Red six inch stilettos. then came the short black skirt. The one all girls have in there cupboard but fuck this was short. I put it on and i must admit I looked sensational even the girls stood back and admired there creation. My make up was stunning and they topped it off with a long red wig to match the lingerie Linda said. Now the two of them looked at each other smiled and said our work is done. They then stripped off and started getting ready themselves and what a sight it was to watch these two get ready make up swooshing hair they are what i wish i was. the three of stood side by side and looked at ourselves in the mirror and loved what we saw. Three very sexy ladies ready for a night on the town. With that the three of jump into the car and head into town and first stop is dinner and we found a lovely place and sat at the bar while we waited. A few comments were made by some men and both Linda and Tracy answered with a flirt reply and before you know it they were buying us drinks. As the drinks came so did the hands and one was placed firmly on my leg and i was worried that my secret would be found out. Linda recognized this and took me by the hand and led me to the ladies room. I was nervous and she could tell. let me fix your lippy up she says and brushes the hair from my face. Shaking a little she holds my hand and tells me I am doing fine and to relax. Tanya your secret is safe with us and I will not let him upset you r ruin our night. with that we leave the ladies room and go back to our seat where we see Tracy enjoying the company of the three men. Linda takes Tracy by the hand and we go over tot he table that is now ready and Linda tells Tracy to settle down and there is plenty of time tonight to chase men. I am a little shocked at the statement and look at Tracy and the reply is simply its only flirting. After dinner and before we leave its off to the ladies where the girls fix my make up and then off to the club to dance the night away. Its amazing the line to the club is long but the bouncer notices three ladies and shows us straight in and as we pass one hands Linda a drink card and tells us to enjoy our selves. Once inside and a drink in hand we find a place to sit and its not long before the guys start trying to chat us up. We get up to dance and within seconds of hitting the dance floor my butt is pinched and grabbed a dozen times. Tracy leans over and asks if I like the attention and says put up with it as it happens all the time. As the night goes on I cant believe the amount of free drinks I am getting and the attention the three of get from guys. Tracy comes up to me and tells me she wants to see me dance with a guy and want to watch him try and pick me up. I am not sure about this but a few to many drinks and the next guy who asks me to dance gets a positive answer and on the dance floor my butt is grabbed as he pulls me closer telling me he thinks I am beautiful. He grabs a good part of my butt feeling my suspender and kisses me I wasnt expecting it but it was nice so i kiss back and before you know it a full on pass on the dance floor. I look over to Tracy and Linda and the smiles on there face say it all. Leaving the dance floor Tracy asks me what was it like and I answer i loved it. Good she says and leads me and Linda away from the dance floor to a corner where we can talk. Tanya its your decision to make. I know he wants to come home and have some fun and id love to watch him fuck you, so what do you think Tracy's words were ringing in my ears. She wanted to watch this guy fuck me. We had never even considered a guy for a MFM threesome let alone have one fuck me. I was puzzled,, I did enjoy the attention form all these guys and having my butt grabbed and rubbed did feel good not to mention how supersized i was to my reaction to the kiss. I look at Tracy not knowing what to say and I just reply you make the rules i believe. Yes i do she replies and with that she turns and walks up to the guy and whispers in his ear as she grabs his groin. Holding his hand she brings him back to us and introduces us to him and then proceeds to leave the club with Linda and i following. Linda holds my hand and says Tanya you are a woman and woman love cock oh and they do love pussy as well as she laughs. In the car Tracy sits in the back with Steve and i can here they are whispering and as i look over my shoulder his hand is under her dress and hers is in his zip. this is new to me and us fuck my head is spinning. Once we get home both Steve and Tracy are nearly naked and Linda is starting to rub my leg as we watch the two of them getting into it. My cock is getting hard and is trying hard to release itself from the gaff the girls put me in earlier. Tracy is on her knees between Steve's legs sucking his cock and Linda starts undressing me taking my dress off but leaving me in my corset. She turns around and asks me to unzip her and then proceeds to step out of her dress. All of us in some state of undress my wife sucking cock and Linda pushing me to my knees to eat her pussy. This part is a fantasy i had had many times but never thought would ever happen. As i begin to taste Linda's sweet pussy she calls to Tracy and tells her that i eat pussy as well as she does. Fuck my wife is bi and i did not know. As you can imagine my cock is nearly exploding as much as my mind is. Linda steps back and takes me over to where Tracy is sucking Steve and makes me kneel beside her and makes me watch. As i kneel Tracy looks me in the eyes and slide off Steve's big cock and places it in front of me. She smiles at me looks at his cock and i just lean over and take a cock into my mouth for the very first time. I nearly choke on it and Tracy tells me not to be greedy and just take a little at a time. Linda kneels on the other side and starts playing with Steve's balls and Tracy instructs me on how to suck cock. As Linda strokes his balls i can feel Steve getting bigger in my mouth and i am scared he is going to cum. Tracy whispers in my ear, slow down princess don't make him fill your mouth the three of us have to enjoy him. i take my mouth of him and Linda slides her lips over him as Tracy looks at me with a smile so big I had never seen her this happy. she leans forward and gives me a big passionate kiss. Now i must admit I'm pretty impressed with Steve I think(I know) i would have blown my load long ago. Linda takes her mouth away and Tracy decides to straddle Steve, sliding him into herself slowly while Linda and I watch. As she rides him Linda puts me on my knees and instructs me to lick his cock every time Tracy rises. I do this and Linda walks away for a minute of two. I guessed she was going to the toilet or getting a drink. How wrong was i. i hear Linda walk back into the room and she kneels beside me and pulls my panties down further than they already are in fact she rips them off me leaving me kneeling with my corset stockings and heels on while i lick cock as my wife rides it. She starts rubbing my butt and my cock then she slides a finger into my butt. i tense butt she tells me to relax and kiss me on the neck. I feel her fingering my butt and the feel of lube going in me around my hole. She kneels behind me and as i am licking cock she slides a small thin strap on into me, slowly pushing it further and further until in it goes . Fuck what a strange sensation. I stop licking cock and just kneel there as Linda slowly slides in and out of me. No pain now just pleasure to my amazement. I have been a woman for about a week and i have just lost my virginity to a strap on used by my wife's best friend as my wife rides a strangers cock. Linda slowly ups the pace and intensity of her pounding of my butt.I actually love the feeling this is a huge surprise and as i am enjoying my butt being pumped i see a familiar pussy appear before my eyes and i lean forward to lick this recently fucked pussy of my wife's I am in absolute heaven. Tracy instructs me on how she wants to be licked and praises me for being a good slut. Linda finally slips out of my butt and i am disappointed I must say i was starting to love the feeling, the pressure on my g spot was wonderful, but then i feel a pair of hands on my hips not Linda's and definitely not Tracy's as she is still below me. Steve has positioned himself behind me and is rubbing his cock against my butt. Linda leans beside me and asks if I am ready to be fucked by 7 inches of hard cock? I just nod, Tracy tells Steve to fuck me but to be gentle because apart from the strap on he just witnessed Tanya is a virgin and all he could say was he loved virgins. Tracy moved away from under me and kneels beside me just like Linda and they watch as Steve pushes his cock into my tight virgin butt and begins to fuck me. He is so much bigger than the strap on and he is much harder as he pounds my butt. the girls are encouraging him to fuck me and Tracy is telling me to enjoy it. Then i feel Steve pulsate and i know that feeling he is about to cum. Tracy and Linda notice this as well and get him to pull out and then he is in front of me the girls slide his condom off ( i did not see him put one on) and slide his cock into my mouth and Tracy instructs me to suck it like i was earlier but not to stop until i get a mouth full. Seconds later i am gagging as Steve loads my mouth up with sperm. Tracy yells at me in a tone i had not heard before and instructs me not to waste any of Steve's cum and to make sure i lick every bit up i spill. Not long after Steve leaves in a taxi and I and left with the girls. Tracy and Linda are naked and i am in my corset still . They both look at each other and Linda says it looks like you not only have a new girl friend but she is a slut as well. Tracy looks at me and says yes she is a slut and she has more training to come. They kiss each other and Tracy tells me they have been close friends for some time and the two of them had planned for this one very special night for a long time and it was Linda who had helped Tracy choose my clothes the day she caught me wearing her lingerie. It turns out instead of going back to work the day Tracy found me in her Lingerie she went straight to Linda and told her what had occurred and it was Linda's idea to transform me into a lady and to see where and how far i was prepared to go under the threat of being exposed to my friends as a cross dressing sissy. The ladies finally get to there feet and take me by the hand and lead me upstairs to our bedroom. Tracy sits on the chair in the corner and looks at Linda and say i told you could fuck him later. Its been days since the night out with Tracy and Linda and only a few days before the two weeks of being Tanya is over. My head still spins with what has occurred in the last ten days. My wife caught me wearing lingerie, transformed me in to a lady, took me out in public dressed as a lady, had me have my first contact with a male. I was going to say male to male sexual experience but Tracy would not accept that as I am a lady. I also found out my wife was bi. She has also introduced me to many of her friends as Tanya, Wow a lot to to take in in ten days. Tracy is out shopping and i have finished all the house work so i am sitting with a glass of wine watching a movie when the door bell rings. No longer worried about who knocks on the door I open it to find Linda and a few of the girls I had met and let them in. Apparently Tracy was on her way home and had met the girls at the shops and invited them over. to say i was a busy little girl was an understatement. I got the girls all a drink before heading upstairs to put my maids outfit on. Back in the kitchen and i quickly put together a wonderful selection for afternoon tea. Tracy runs in the door from the garage and sees me in the kitchen. Sorry she says i should have warned you. Placing the bags down on the bench she gives me a kiss on the cheek and tells me i look sexy in my uniform and tells me it was good of me to remember my place when the girls are here. the afternoon is going well with my nibbles all disheartening quickly ( i don't know how these girls keep there figures with what they eat and drink). Another knock on the door and i answer it. Standing there is a hunk of a man at least 6 foot 6 and broad. the girls scream and tell me to show him to a room so he can get ready. You guessed it a male stripper had been ordered. Well it was not long before Nick ( the stripper ) was doing his show and i was busy pouring glasses of bubbles for the girls. Tracy was sitting on Linda's lap watching the show. Then it happened. Rachel one of the louder girls yelled out that she wanted to watch me give Nick a blow job. Tracy smiled at me in her way the one that told me it was my job to entertain the crowd. So down on my knees i went and i gave Nick the owner of one of the biggest dicks i had ever seen a blow job with the ending being him spaying his load all over my face. I went upstairs to clean up and after washing my face and fixing my make up i walked back into the bedroom and found Linda sitting on the end of the bed. Tapping her hand on the edge of the bed next to her she asked me to sit. Taking my hand in hers she looked in my eyes leaned forward and kissed my cheek. I am so sorry you had to do that she said. that was unfair of the girls. I looked at Linda and smiled and said i did not mind as i knew my place. That is wrong Tanya and you know it you are as much one of the girls as I am and your feelings should be respected as much as any ones. But Tracy wanted me to do it I said. Once again Linda looked at me and simply said no, no she did not want you to be forced to do it. she wanted you to do it if and only if you wanted to. After these last 10 days you still don't understand do you. Linda started at me in her way and i know she was going to say what she wanted to. these 10 days have been about letting everyone be who they want to be. I looked at Linda and took a breath and let go. Well if its what we all want to be why am i dressed as a girl? Why do you and Tracy have pictures and my list of friends to send them too?. Linda put her hand up and sat back down next to me. taking my hand again she looks me in the eye and says Tanya we don't have any picture you don't have. They are all on your phone. We will never send them to all your friends and you can dress as Tony anytime you like. I don't have any clothes left i yell. look in your draws Tanya look in your draws they are all there. You have just got use to going to the lingerie draw that's all. With that she got up and left. i stand up and look in the mirror and I have a tear in my eye. I wipe it off and fix my make up and walk down stairs. To my surprise all the girls are gone and the place is spotless. Sitting in the lounge i find Tracy and Linda. a drink in front of them and one for me on the table. i sit and wait I think i have crossed the line and expect Tracy to give me a mouthful. In a very quiet voice Tracy says, Tanya if you wish to dress as Tony and regain your manhood please feel free to do so. It is not my desire to upset you or depress you.Then complete silence. I love being Tanya is the only thing i can say and you told me you made the rules and I agreed to that. Then why the tears Tracy asks? Our two weeks is nearly up i say and then today even though we have done many things that have pushed the boundaries, today i felt like i was being used as a mode of enjoyment and made to be a real slut in front of the girls. I thought as Tanya we were friends and friends don't treat friends that way. I am sorry says Tracy it was not my idea to get the stripper in and it was definitely not my idea to have you give him a blow job. Mind you. you are pretty good at it now she says with a little giggle. Just enough to break the tension. I pick up my wine and take a sip.crossing my legs and acting like a perfect lady. No sign of tony at all. Linda turns and puts a package on the table. Looks at Tracy and then starts to talk. Tracy sits perfectly still and says nothing. Tanya, it was Shellies idea to get the stripper not Tracy's or mine. We all have had a blast the last 10 days. Not sneaking behind backs and I think you have enjoyed your time as Tanya more than any of us could have ever expected. you now walk talk and act like a girl and hun you look so sexy . Not one person has picked you as a a guy in the clubs and you must admit you have enjoyed not only giving guys head and being fucked buy them but having threesomes with Tracy and I has been wonderful. Yes I have had a wonderful time but it cant last the kids are home in a few days and life goes on. Tracy leans forward and says the kids are not back in a few days. Well they are but they are off to the private school we could not afford,. Mum and dad have agreed to pay for the fees including the costs involved with boarding at school. They cant wait to get there. What I say when were you going to tell me. When i got home from shopping to day Tracy says but the girls were here. So Tanya if you want to stay and be Tanya after our two week agreement is up that's fine by me. No rules no bad treatment just us being us and being happy i hope. i sit back and think for a minute. Tanya gets to stay. Threesomes continue. New exciting fun to be had by all and while I will miss the kids this school is something all of us have discussed for years. Its the school Tracy went too and the one the kids have wanted to go to. i smile and look at the girls and declare i need a shower and to pick out a dress we have a celebration dinner to get to. As I stand Linda pushes the parcel across to me. This is from the girls she says. Its every dollar that was thrown at Nick for the afternoon. He felt bad as they did so every dollar is yours. They said you can buy clothes either men's or woman's your choice. I look at the cash and there is hundreds and hundreds of dollars. If this is the actual money the girls through out to Nick they through 20's and fifties as well as 10's and 5's. I leave the money on the table and walk towards the stairs. Linda asks what do i do with this? I look over my shoulder and say. Well girls if yo don't come and help me shower and get ready you will not get to come shopping and help me spend i to more clothes. they got out of there seats quick smart and nearly beat me to the top of the stairs.

17 July 2017

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This is not a true story... just some thoughts and feelings... What is a touch ... what is feeling. Is the touch of a naked body next to you in the night under the blanket better than the actual sex.... Is the feeling of warm breath in the evening next to you on couch better than foreplay I think there are some feelings and touch that are better than the actual act of inserting penis into vagina. There is the feeling of warm lips, there is feeling of fingers on neck Do you feel turned on my the touch of fingers on inner thighs... do you get a sensation when there is a touch of nail on your back Do you feel the happiness you get when there is a naked body rubbing against you even though there is no penis inside a vagina... I think before sex it is important to be connected to your body and mind..... sex starts in the brain and ends in the brain... everything in the middle is a catalyst for your brain to enjoy the feeling of sex the feeling of sensuality, the feeling of erotica, the feeling of seduction........

3 July 2017

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According to Urban Dictionary Squirting is "When a girl literally shoots out her vaginal fluid from her vagina as she climaxes". believe squirting is not the only indication that a woman has reached orgasm...... Lovely XXXX if you are still on AMM wold love to have a chat with you.....this is story about us... I once chatted to this wonderful woman in Geelong. She was in her late 40s. A very active, intelligent and mature woman. Unfortunately distance was an issue for us. Our conversations where erotic in nature. Talking about body, kissing, touching, feeling..... We also had few webcam chats. One day she told me she was coming to Melbourne for an event and will be available to stay back at night..... Great news but I had a housemate and the condition she had was the house should be empty, just me and her. Now a bottle scotch did the work for me to get rid of him. The night arrived.... she was supposed to finish the event and come straight to me. Around 9:30 / 10 pm there was a knock and missed call. I opened and there she was in red dress high heels and open hair. I asked her to come in. I had switched of the lights and put some candles in the room. She sat on on bed and I sat on the chair. I asked her how the event was. I got her a glass of wine. She gently sipped the wine and started taking her dress off. The dress was off and the heels were gone, and she was lying with her back on top. I gently started rubbing her back then slowly her legs. Gently rubbing the thighs and inner things and the legs started spreading........she was warm I was hot, I took my clothes off (off course to give her company) My fingers gently touched her......... with every touch her vagina became wet...and I could feel her lips moving.....I started gently kissing her back and went down slowly. She suddenly turned and I had my lips touching her vagina. I started slowly licking her and slowly put my fingers inside her while licking her ...... slow licking and fingering....... suddenly she grabbed my head and started rubbing her vagina against my tongue and my finger was also going in faster.....there was this second of stillness and there it came ... juices from her pussy, I was not expecting it..... there was this mixed emotion.... what the fuck is that on my face... should I be happy to make her squirt or should I be upset over the fact that she did it on my face without any warning.... then realized that made her happy and doesnt matter if we it was a beginning or ending of our sexual intimacy she has the right to be happy and content.... and that made me happy. She said sorry but I said I was happy and proud of what we did... we made love few times that night. She didn't squirt that night again but did cum on me when I was inside her.... We met 3-4 times more and she squirted 2 more times but only with tongue and finger....

30 June 2017

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"So....there I stood...about 2:15 in the afternoon and I'd just finished my bike ride and dripping with sweat, suckin' back lungs full trying to catch my breath. You were in the lounge just finishing an episode of Breaking Bad as I stepped through the doorway pushing my bike beside and through to the garage. I stopped to remove my helmet, sunnies and gloves, and as I turned around you were in the hallway door. Your gaze rolled over me with a look of desire that I'd not seen before. Without a bra your breasts were large and firm and I could see your nipples through the tightly fitting top that I'd hoped, would be off your sexy body very soon. I began to move towards you heading for the shower. The look I saw in your eyes kinda told me that we were gonna get down and dirty. As I stepped first, you pushed me back towards the bench and reached for my hips and pulled me in close. Your arms wrapped around my shoulders as your lips pressed against mine. Our tongues darted about and we began to breathe in unison. As you know, your touch always gets me aroused and there I was...semi hard as you grabbed hold of the huge bulge that stood out from my Lycra cycling kicks. You rubbed and pulled at my now hard cock as we kissed. My hand ran down the length of you back to your sexy round arse and I clutched a hand full and squeezed. You pushed up against my stiff dick and held my arse. Our kiss unlocked and I asked, "follow me to the shower?" You smiled, replied "OK," and dropped to your knees while peeling my bike shorts down. You proceeded to engulf my hard cock and began pushing it in and out of your wet mouth. It was soooo fuckin' hot. After a couple of moments of you eagerly sucking me off, strangely I discouraged you from proceeding and we moved gently, though quickly to the bathroom. There you finished stripping me, and I you. I lifted you up, onto the vanity, placed a hand at the back of your head and went back to kissing your sweet lips. I noticed the arousing scent of your wet little 'girlie' and I was hard again. As we passionately kissed, my stiff prick rubbed and poked around your swollen and wet pussy. You pushed my hand from your beautiful big breasts down to your moist hole and I ran 2 fingers up and down the length of your outer lips. Your hand gently cupped my balls and then reached upwards to wrap around my long thick member. While I started to push 2 fingers into your moist puss, 1 at a time, you continued to jerk my cock slowly back and forth. I couldn't stand this much longer, so I eventually moved your pleasuring hand off my cock and onto your breast and I opened your legs even wider to expose the inner lips of your hot, wet pussy. I knelt down before you...your open pink pussy right in front of me. I moved in to start slowly and softly kissing around it. Then very soon that grew into lapping uncontrollably up and down the full length of your slit...running my tongue up to your red swollen clit, and right back down to the puss-hole. Each time that I reached your clit you would gasp with pleasure and your nipples got harder. Then I'd plunge my long tongue deep into your sweet tasting, wet hole. Neither of us wanted this to end so we stopped and turned on the shower. You stepped down from the vanity and followed me under the water where we continued to passionately kiss and grab each other. You moved out from under the shower water and bent over at the waist. Your mouth was once again around my dick and sucking it. I reached my hand back and under your warm wet arse and to find beautiful slippery vagina. I slid a finger in and out in time with your sucking strokes. Then your breathing became heavier and suddenly your legs began to shake as I pounded 2 fingers in and out of your dripping wet puss. I could take it no longer, I was clean enough.....so I tore a towel down from the rack and we raced to the bedroom. As we moved to the bedroom I watched your beautiful round arse wiggle as you walked. I went straight to the window and opened it, then drew the curtain back to allow bright sunlight in for us to explore each others bodies. I turned from the window to see you had already started without me. But I didn't take long to catch up and my cock was hard again. But before I could even touch you, I was pushed away as you reached for a toy in the side table. You encouraged me to kneel between your legs and wait like a good little slave while you continued to play. Your right hand clasped your nipple as your other guided the quivering toy down between your legs and onto your swollen red clit. As they touched you writhed with pleasure and my dick stiffened and pulsated engorged with blood. I tried not to touch myself but, like a good little slave I obeyed your command and started to jerk off for you. This only made you hornier and me harder. You then pushed it a little further down and glided the vibrator to meet your pussy lips and allowed only the tip to go inside. By now I was allowed to move around to your side and you asked me to play with your beautiful big tits. I was only too happy to oblige. As I ran my hands over your breast and brushed your nipples you started moaning and pushing the toy deeper into you wet pussy. That was too much for me and I just had to get a taste of your sweet little honey pot. I rounded your leg and positioned myself right between your wide open legs and watched you as you fucked your snatch furiously and just before cumming you pulled out the vibrator and grabbed my head and plunged my face deep into you open cunt. My tongue darted in and out and I licked your pussy up and down as you guided and pushed yourself into my face. From my nose to my chin was glistening with your juices. I continued to lap at your tight snatch as you lifted both of your legs up to expose your beautiful little brown hole. You gently pushed me down and I was right onto it. I slowly spread your arse cheeks to open them further and easier to pleasure you. My tongue popped in and out of there and my cock was hard and ready for your puss. So, on your command I climbed up and over your open legs and was about to start deeply fucking you when you switched and threw me over onto my back and quickly fulled your mouth with my stiff and generous cock. You engulfed the full length of it and pulled at my balls as I held the back of your head and pumped unto your open slobbering wet mouth. You groaned with pleasure as your other hand moved south for some self fun. You stroked and fingered that tight little cunt of yours as I mouth-fucked you gently. Your pulled my dick out of your mouth and slid down to my clean shaven balls and proceeded to lick and suck on and around them as I wriggled my way around to get underneath you. I began reaching up to your hot, and by now red pussy and started to open it up as your mouth slid back down the length of my very stiff dick. When I got your dripping wet puss open I immediately plunged my tongue deep inside and began flipping it around in there. You convulsed in ecstasy as my open mouth surrounded your entire slit, my tongue darting up and down from your bum hole to your clit. You had trouble holding yourself of the bed, so I quickly rolled you over to be under me. I spun around and our faces met and we passionately kissed as my raging hard prick entered your open wet pussy. I pushed into you and you met me back in the same thrust. We kept this rhythm going and progressively grew faster and faster then stayed there, pounding in and out and back again. Your fingers gripped my arse as we fucked like animals. We were both ready to cum all over each other, but controlled the urge enough for you to flip around and face away from me. Now up on your knees, I drove my still hard and aching cock right into you and began fucking the hell out of you. I just kept pounding that tight little thing until you burst forth...pushing me out and squirting your girl-cum all over my cock and balls. This wasn't over yet. You eagerly demanded that I jam it in again. So, like the good little slave that I am, I plunged that big dick back in and continued to ram your tight little hole. I think it was only seconds until you stopped me and invited me into your arse. You rolled onto your side and reached back to grab my hard dick and jerk it, preparing me to enter your arse. You smeared some lube around your butt hole and directed me toward the target. Your precision was spot on. Straight in I went and you let out a groan of ecstasy as I began to build up pace. We had a real rhythm going and you grabbed your pussy and started to stroke your clit heavily. I replied to this by timing my thrusts and I quickly gather pace to match your strokes. Your other hand slipped very neatly to your pussy and between plunges of my long stiff cock , you slid in your middle two fingers and pushed deeply. As our sync became more obvious we began to pant and moan together. This was a clear sign that the end of our hot sex was near. I started pushing in deeper and so did you. Your slippery wet pussy was dripping lady juice down your leg and was also transferring across to my balls. I couldn’t stand it any longer, so as I leaned backward to withdraw, you quickly rolled over and drew me into your side. “CUM OVER ME BABY!!!” you pleaded as I shot huge wades of hot cum all over your belly and tits. You were not finished yet...all the while still pounding your swollen clit. As the last of my hot white sperm dripped onto your belly, you convulsed into a quivering orgasm and started dripping more juice onto the bed. As we lay there panting in the afterglow, our bodies still twitching and pulsating, you smeared my cum across your belly and pussy....still massaging your clit and shaking every time you touched it. As we fell asleep I thought of how we can end other bike rides.

21 April 2017

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