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Secret fantasies

2011-03-11T08:26:00.000-08:00

Adult secrets in and of themselves are sexy. Knowledge, especially knowledge that is personal and private, is sexy. Power is sexy. And secrets, those delightful, frisson-bearing bits and scraps of information, hold power. A secret told enough times becomes a story, and while stories hold pleasure and while stories carry power, a story lacks the whispering, murmuring sexiness that a secret does. “Secret”: all sibilance and cutting consonants, even the word is sexy.

My previous boyfriend liked my secrets; I mean, he really liked secrets. He would trot out his favorites for me to dressage in the dark like so many ebony horses. “Tell me about the time you went to see that Dom in Princeton who looked like your uncle,” he would say, and I would. I took a train, I’d say. I was wearing that Carrie Bradshaw dress that shows my bra and my cleavage, and I felt exposed. I’d say, he met me at the station; we went to some banal mall restaurant; he drank Chardonnay; I ate gazpacho; we were nervous. He took me back to his scrupulously clean house and led me to the spare bedroom, where he had an array of black-leather-and-steel toys all laid out like a toy soldiers readying to storm Normandy.

“Then what?” my previous boyfriend would say, as if he hadn’t heard the secret, which he had.

The Dom prodded, poked, stuck, spanked and me, I would say, for hours. After he was finished, before I showered, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and I was covered in muck and red stripes, as if I’d crawled belly-down through nettles. My boyfriend would back me up to tell him that once-secret, now-story again, and again, this dark horse turning the grist for his erotic mill.

We all of us carry secrets with us, and these are, almost all of them, erotically charged. They, like the girl who was born to please, can’t help it. Perhaps that’s why so many erotic memoirs have the word “secret” in the title, and often redundantly as in “The Secret Diary,” as if we’ve any desire to read any other kind. Secrets, like lingerie, demand revelation. A secret that doesn’t make you want to tell it isn’t worth a fuck.

It’s this play between conceal and reveal that rests at the bottom of every burlesque dance. Dita Von Teese oozing across a stage in Christian Laboutins, dripping with Swarovski crystals, and slowly peeling a layer to drop it with nonchalant disdain. Sally Rand twirling and whirling her giant fans and her is-she-or-isn’t she nakedness. Julie Atlas Muz all grimace and insouciance grabbing her pubic hair to make her labia lip-sync “Breakin’ the Law.” The performer, the music, the persona, the pasties: they are all to some degree interchangeable. What is unique is that delicate dance between the conceal and the reveal. What will she show us, how, and when? Those are the questions that drive the burly-q dance, and often our erotic lives.

Burlesque dancers only do on stage and literally what we mortals do every day and metaphorically. Our bodies all carry secrets. Piercings, tattoos, scars, the fragile thrill of lingerie, the tender purple of last night’s restraints, the not-unpleasurable rash of too hard fucking, the tell-tale beat-beat-beating of a clit left too long untouched, the evanescent turgidity of a needy cock: we walk our pinstriped lives like we don’t own these secrets, but we do. We carry them like aces close to our chests, and we throw them gloriously on the table when it’s time to pony up. Our secrets are often our full house, but then someone else could be holding a royal flush. It’s all a matter of what information should—and shouldn’t—go public.

Our genitals, after all, are also called our privates. They are not our publics, unless in some kind of transgressive

act we choose to make them so. One of my great erotic secrets, the kind of image that animates the blue screen of my mind when I masturbate, is exactly that: my privates become public. I’m bound and hooded, blindered and hushed, and a steady stream of humans perpetrate unspeakable acts to my exposed genitals until the imagined and the real conflate, collapse and I come, shuddering.

I’m very bad at keeping my own secrets, one of the aspects about me that makes me a very good sex writer and a very bad girlfriend. I can keep anyone else’s secret still as the grave, but my own have a will to be bared. I’m built to spill. Which is fine if I’m confessing my love of imaginary bukkake and the other dirty treacly bits that get me going in the still of my lonesome bed, but far less good if I’m narrating the swan diving delectation of my body and that of another. That Dom in New Jersey would, for example, probably not be too happy about our secret becoming my story. Nor, for that matter, might my ex-boyfriend, but at least he knowingly got involved with a writer.

Secrets are by definition monogamous things: you don’t share the secret. A secret told is a person betrayed, which may be the other main reason why holding a secret feels so much like fucking. Telling another a secret is an intimate, trusting and ultimately imperiled act. It’s handing another a tender slice of power. It makes you vulnerable. It bonds you to that other in ways that make the two of you glow subtly incandescent in the crowd. Nothing hurts as much as having a lover tell your secret to some stranger; it’s a double betrayal and it flays the figurative flesh.

Which is all to explain why so many of our secrets are erotic. As children we toddle up to parents’ bedroom doors only to find it shut blank as an unwritten note, and that is the first inkling we have that people have secrets. We grow older and the playground secret is the marker of inclusion or exclusion. We grow up and the secrets we have are our private joys or our private shames—or some combination thereof. The most powerful secrets sit in that friction spot between joy and shame; those secrets are like a clit nestled between the rubbing lips of labia.

What kind of secrets do have?

Miley Cyrus xxx

2011-03-11T07:53:00.000-08:00

Miley Cyrus
Miley has captured the hearts of fans from all over the world. Guys have been waiting for her to turn 18. While Miley has not made it clear if she will enter the world of adult content, the sugar sweet teen may definitely think about it. In the mean time, while Miley decides a very special site dedicated to the Miley madness has just opened it's network to include the most sought after Miley Cyrus Parody. If you can't see Miley do adult then the next best thing is finally here. Ever wonder what Miley fantasizes about? Has she fucked anyone yet? Will she be attracted to big cock celebs or will the candy sweet teen prefer girl girl stuff. Isn't time you got to see some of these fantasies in real life?

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The pleasure of anal sex toys

2011-02-13T07:39:00.000-08:00

Unspeakable pleasure of anal play
She's on her belly lying naked, both her hands and feet are tied spread eagle to the bed. Her ass is lifted up by two big pillows. It's not her first time for anal sex, but it is the first time she's been tied down. It's the first time her ass has been cleaned out with an enema. This is the first time something bigger and longer then a cock will go up her ass.

Her husband Ted comes into the room with a leather bag full of anal toys, a slow smile reassures her that it will be okay.

He kneels down on the bed, right between her legs. He massages her calves and then her thighs. His warm strong hands rub her exposed ass. He reaches inside the bag and brings out the lube. It's a big bottle and he generously rubs her pussy and asshole with it.

He warms her up by gently playing with her clit and fingering her vagina. He's got all the time in the world and sensuously massages between her legs until she begins to moan softly.

His fingers roll up to her anus and he stimulates her using tiny circles. He nuzzles the rosebud with his nose and his tongue flickers around the sensitive area.

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While licking her, he reaches for the first toy. It's a vibrator with two longish heads.

She hears the sound as he turn it on. Her pussy and ass quiver with expectation. It probes her. She feels the slight buzzing around both her holes. He teases her with it. In and out, barely penetrating.

She tries to lift her ass up higher, shes wants it inside. "Oh fuck" she cries under her breath as he pushes it all the way in. He turns it up and both her pussy and ass get stimulated. He leaves it there while getting out another toy. This time it's a long string of anal beads.

Her pussy and ass feel empty as the toy withdraws. She gasps a little when the first bead goes in. A second and third bead. She moans loader when he pushes the full amount up her ass. the beads are bigger and fatter then she's had before, but not unpleasant. The beads stay firmly planted while he gets a small vibrating egg and pushes it into her pussy.

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"Oh, oh my" she cries as he pulls the beads out and reinserts them. Her ass tingles and he begins to pull them in and out faster and faster.

"Oh Ted Oh fuck oh fuck" her ass rocks up and down on the pillows. She first orgasm shoots from her vagina.

Ted smiles and takes both the egg vibrator and beads from her butt.

It's all anal now and ted brings out the probe. it's 17 inches long and 1.5 inches at the widest point. She can't see it, but her eyes get bigger as she feels it snaking it's way up her rectum. with 8 inches in he lets her rest for a second before the 4 more inches go inside her.

She pants heavily. The 12 inches feel so good and it begins moving farther up her ass.

Oh god ted, oh fuck" she cries out loud as Ted pushes it the rest of the way in.

She trembles, her bum is filled with this huge intruder. her knees are weak and her brow sweaty.

Ted slowly pulls it out half way and them pushes it back in.

She yells out with unspeakable pleasure he he reams her ass with it over and over. His fingers find her soaking wet clit and it doesn't take much more the a touch to sent her off. Pussy juice squirts out all over the bed
He shoves the toy one last time deep up her ass and she squirts again

It's pulled out slowly and Ted bends over to kiss and hug is wife.

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Lesbian women in prison stories and movies

2010-10-30T09:55:00.000-07:00

Where can you get the best movies about lesbian women in prison? Bound heat and Bars and Stripes. Both of these excellent sites have stories and the movies to go with them.

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Bars and Stripes

This site features naughty woman who have broke the law. The site is called bars and stripes because the women are jailed and their asses are given harsh stripes! It's the only real jail where hot slutty girls are incarcerated for there naughty bad behavior. They come from all over and when they get to the prison they are told the rules. If they break any of the rules laid out by the warden their asses get spanked!

Be sure to check out the site and watch the movie previews. Your going to see some very sorry bare bottom girls. Your going to see them bent over with their panties pulled down getting real spankings. You will hear them cry and beg, but there's no mercy for such naughty women.

What do these girls do to deserve such punishment? They smoke, drink, steal, break the rules and best of all they have lesbian sex affairs!

The girls keep logs of their daily activities and they tell the stories about the awful spankings they get.
Follow these hot tramps as they are incarcerated and watch complete movies of the spankings they get!
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Husbands share their wives

2010-09-03T07:08:00.000-07:00

Why do some husbands want to share their wife's? Well some wife's are just so hot that men want to see them get fucked. Watching your horny wife fucking another man can be a big turn on and can satisfy both the man and woman. Imagine your wife picking a man. She sets the date for fucking. You can watch from a distance or be right up front, all close and personal. She will want to shower or bath and dress up in her sexiest outfit. The stockings the garters and heels. There's a knock at the front door and she saunters over to greet her new lover. Her ass is wiggling and her boobs swinging. You admire her delicious looks and eagerly await the fucking that will soon come!

She's smiling so sweetly so innocent. You can hardly believe whats going to happen.

She shakes her ass at you and wiggles her way to the door. She invites him in. Her new lover is better looking than you thought. A little jealousy stabs at your heart.

She does a strip show for him and offers him one of her big busty breasts. You shiver with excitement and feel you cock quiver as he pops your wifes tasty nipple into his mouth.

You know how she loves to get fucked from behind. She drops down to her knees and pushes her lovely ass at him. She begs him to fuck her wet pussy.

She invites you to get closer. To see everything.

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Husbands get turned on by lingerie

2010-08-30T05:14:00.000-07:00

It's easy to see why men get so turned on by sexy women in lingerie.
Husbands love too look at sexy outfits. It excites them. They love too see women dressed in teddys, bras, panties, stocking garters and corsets. Sit back back boys and enjoy the view of some of the hottest models from playboy penthouse and sexy new models never seen before. Watch these lovely ladies put it all on and then take it all off in the most teasing and seductive way you will ever see.
This is why so many husbands are so turned on by sexy lingerie!
Click on any models sexy pic and you get to see her full strip and tease lingerie show!

The Leopard bra and thong panties with sexy stockings and garters.

Hot blond strips out of lingerie outside and leaves only her black stockings and matching garter on.

Sexy secretary does the full strip tease!

Blondie takes off her silky lingerie to show you the goods

2010-05-18T08:02:00.000-07:00

Two guys one girl

A fantastic threesome sex story with awesome group sex pics. A cute girl turns over to get her ass oiled by two hot guys. The oil of course helps the big cock slip a little easier into her tight butt hole.

Story tags: Threesome,ass fuck, oiled ass

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Erotic slave story

2010-05-18T07:38:00.000-07:00

A slave struggles against her bonds>

Here an interesting story about a sexy slave that gets tied spread eagle and spanked by her Master. Of course she gets a good ass fucking as well.

Story Tags: Slave, spread eagle, ass fuck, spanking

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Group sex story with pictures

2010-05-18T07:29:00.000-07:00

Victoria gets some hot group loving

A group sex story with some great pics of Victoria having sex with her two gentleman callers. Lots of pics and a good group fuck story

Tags: group sex, anal, milf, cum on ass

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Big boob erotic story

2010-05-18T07:13:00.000-07:00

Big boob Rebeca gets her leaky pussy fixed

Here's an erotic story with pictures about a big tit babe that gets her leaky pussy fixed by the repair guy.

Enjoy watching Rebeca getting nailed outside by the pool

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Storys for couples

2010-02-14T12:17:00.000-08:00

Couples sex story

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My lovely wife

Steamy couples story

2010-02-14T12:12:00.000-08:00

A steamy couples sex story

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Laundry day

lesbian sex stories with pictures

2010-02-14T12:07:00.000-08:00

Three beautiful lesbians kissing, sucking and strap - on fucking

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Slut wife porn story

2009-12-09T09:08:00.000-08:00

How my slut wife got fucked by another man

Elaine called out to Doug and walked into the spare bedroom, which was being used as a study, as he worked on the computer, she looked up from the local paper she was holding just to see him quickly shut a page down and pull up a spreadsheet he pretended he was working on. She was about to ask what he was doing as he looked a little flustered but thought if he had been looking at porn then at least she would know that he still does have a spark left in him, they hadn't had sex now for two weeks.

‘That house in the village for sale is in here and it's up for £340,000' she said to him

‘Really?' he replied, still very red in the cheeks, ‘erm, yes that is good.'

‘Have you finished in here?' Elaine asked, ‘the programme you wanted to watch is starting'

‘Yes, yes, I'm coming now' he replied again and closed the spreadsheet down and turned the computer off.

The next morning Doug set off for work at the usual time and Elaine was in the kitchen just finishing her cup of tea before deciding whether to do the cleaning, do the washing or do the shopping first, ‘god I live an exciting life' she said to herself before she remembered the computer incident last night and began wondering what Doug was looking at. She finished the rest of her tea, rinsed the cup out and went upstairs to turn the computer on; she logged on and then went to history to see if there was anything on there and sure enough, the one thing that stood out was a site called Sell your slut wifes pictures she immediately clicked on it to take a look. The site opened and it turned out to be a site for amateurs to post pictures of them and make profiles, her heart started to beat harder as this is the last thing she would associate Doug with and then thought maybe this is why he has lost interest in her as he is contacting other women? She looked at the log in section and sat to think what he would use as his username and password, she drummed her fingers on the table, ‘he is so predictable' she thought before it dawned on her and she typed in what she thought it may be and bingo, it worked but then staring back at her wasn't what she expected. She continued to stare, ‘oh my god' she said aloud as she looked at a picture of herself taken on holiday in the summer when they stayed in Greece for a week, she was wearing a bikini but her face had been blurred out so you couldn't really see it was her that well. She clicked on the gallery button and up popped seven more pictures of the same holiday, all in bikini, except one, her eyes widened as she looked at a topless picture of herself in the hotel bathroom which had obviously been taken without her knowledge. She continued to stare and then scrolled down to see the comments and started to read, ‘nice tits, gorgeous body, contact me, I would love to do you, etc, etc. Elaine then clicked on the messages section and began reading them, she automatically picked up that Doug had been pretending to be her and was talking to mainly men; they were messaging about what they wanted to do to her and what she would like them to do to her. She clicked back on the pictures and noticed that Doug had titled each one with ‘tell me what you want to do to me?' Her hands were shaking, with rage or just out of sheer disbelief, she wasn't sure as she clicked back on the messages section, she noticed he had been doing this for about two weeks now and had spoken to about twenty men. She looked up, ‘I knew he got turned on thinking of me with other men' she thought to herself and then laughed out loud, ‘if only he knew what I had been up to in the last few weeks, he wouldn't need this slut wife site ' and it was then that she came up with her plan. She logged off and went to the bedroom to get her laptop out and surfed the net for other similar sites and took a couple of pictures off another profile of a man, they were ones where he was naked but no face showing and looked a very big boy indeed she thought, she saved them and then went back to suck it you whore.com and made a new profile for herself pretending to be this man and then messaged Doug's pretend profile

I saw your pictures and thought you were really sexy and got so hard thinking about what I would do you to if I was there........

She typed out a really graphic message which was different to all the moronic ones Doug had received so far hoping it would catch his imagination.

That night Elaine said to Doug that she was going for a long bath as her shoulders hurt and headed upstairs, she started the water and then listening at the door she heard him come up the stairs and go into the spare bedroom. She finished filling the bath and then quietly opened the door and crept along the hallway and peeked through the crack in the door, she couldn't see what he was looking at but he was definitely on the computer, she went back to her bath. She came out about an hour later and Doug was safely back downstairs watching TV, she sat down next to him but said nothing. That night in bed Doug actually started to come onto her in bed but Elaine, against her real wishes, just told him not tonight and rolled over to go to sleep, she thought she would keep him at boiling point for now.

The next morning, as soon as Doug had gone to work, Elaine got her laptop out and logged on to her fake profile, she had three messages. She opened the first one from some middle aged couple who were asking whether he would be interested in joining them, she deleted that. The next was from Doug, he had written back that his (her) message had been the best she (he) had received so far and it really turned her (him) on. He went on that the thought of your big cock pushing into my wet pussy got me touching myself and I want to take your hard dick and suck it until you cum in my mouth and over my tits. Elaine was surprised to see this bit as Doug had never cum over her at all, he really does make me out to be a real slut she thought to herself as she began to reply to his message.

Thanks for replying to me so quickly, I have been looking at your pictures again and I took my hard cock out and had to start rubbing it, I want to rip your clothes from your body, push you to your knees, take hold of your hair and pull your face towards my dick and make you suck me, you struggle but I know this is just your game, you like me treating you rough. When I am ready, then I will throw you onto the bed and pin you down with one hand as you try to fight back, I spread your legs and push my hard, throbbing cock deep into your pussy, this breaks your resistance as you feel me enter you, my whole length thrust into your wet hole as I begin to pound into you hard and fast, your tits are swaying with each push as I now grab one and pull on your hard nipple.

Elaine pressed send.

That night Doug was on his computer again as he told Elaine he had to work on something for tomorrow and off he went. Elaine waited about ten minutes and then got her laptop out and logged in again, she noticed that Doug had logged on and had opened her message, she waited. It didn't take long before she got a message from him.

I read your message and it got me so wet, tell me more

Elaine's fingers hovered over the keyboard, what did she want to say? She began typing

So are you married? She typed

Yes, does that matter?

Not to me, does your husband know about this?

No, but I think he would be turned on if he did lol

Have you got anymore photos showing more of your body?

I haven't, no

Can you get any?

I can try, what do you want?

I want to see you naked on the bed, legs spread, touching your pussy and tits

I'll try, what will they do to you if I do?

They will turn me on big time and then I will want to come round and do you properly, you can even let your husband join in, or watch if that is his thing?

There was no reply for a second or two.

I think he would love to watch you have sex with me but he would be hidden and for you not to know he is there, he likes that idea.

‘I KNEW IT' Elaine said, he does get turned on by the thought of me with another man, even when he is sober.

That can be arranged if you want?

Really? When?

When is best for you? I'll come round anytime; your husband can hide but be spying on us and I'll pretend I don't know he is there and then take you in all positions, lick your pussy and you can suck my cock and I'll cum over those gorgeous tits of yours

I need to arrange a few things but will let you know asap

But first I need to see these naked photos of you though; can you do some for tomorrow?

I'll try

Ok, I'll be on again tomorrow, email me the pictures and tell me if you arrange anything for our meet, bye.

Elaine logged off at this point and slid her laptop under the sofa and began watching TV only to hear Doug's footsteps coming down the stairs about five minutes later. He came into the room and looked restless.

‘What's up?' Elaine asked

‘Oh nothing' he replied, ‘erm do you fancy a drink of wine?'

‘Mmmm that would be nice thanks'

Doug went off to the kitchen and came back with a big glass of wine for them both

‘My god Doug, are you trying to get me drunk?'

‘Oh sorry is it too big, well too late now', he sat down next to her and placed his hand on her leg, Elaine smiled to herself, she wondered how he was going to get this to work.

They both finished the wine and Elaine's head was a little spinning and Doug asked if she was ready for bed then.

‘This early?' she enquired

‘Well maybe we don't need to go to sleep as such' he smiled at her

‘Doug, what are you proposing? Elaine giggled as she let him take hold of her hand and pull her up off the sofa and led her into the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom he took her in his arms and kissed her passionately, she felt his hands start to pull at her clothes as he broke free from her lips and pulled her top up, she put her arms in the air so it came off easier. He put his hands around her and unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor as he took one of her breasts in his hand and started to caress it, eventually leaning his head down and taking her nipple into his mouth, she threw her head back as she felt his teeth gently nibble on it, making her body shudder. They moved towards the bed and Elaine sat on the edge as Doug got on his knees and pushed her skirt up her thighs revealing her panties, he pushed her body so she lay on her back as he now spread her legs and started to kiss up her thighs, moving slowly up, kissing each in turn before finally he reached her crotch area, he pulled the material of her knickers to one side and began kissing her pussy, Elaine's hands automatically went to the back of his head and she gently pulled his hair as she felt the first waves of pleasure between her legs. Doug's tongue ran up and down her pussy lips, teasing her but making her wet as well before he gently flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue, her body jumped as he did it again, holding her thighs tightly so to keep her still. Elaine moaned a little and with this she felt his tongue delve into her hole, licking her juices and really lapping at her, her hips started to buck as she held his hair tighter, pulling him into her more. She screamed loud as she felt his mouth envelop her clit and suck hard on it, she screwed up her hands and really pulled on his hair but if it hurt him he didn't show it as he continued to suck on her clit. Elaine lifted her arse off the bed pushing her pussy into his mouth as she now felt his tongue rubbing hard against her nub, he pushed her legs up slightly as she felt his strong grip on the back of her thighs now as one hand slid closer to her hole and he slipped a finger in to her, she then felt a second and then a third as he started to move them in and out of her with speed. She really started to buck her hips wildly now as she tried to ride his hand, Doug had trouble keeping his tongue on her clit but managed somehow to keep her steady enough to continue to lick her until she was screaming incessantly, she felt she couldn't hold out for long before she was going to climax. Doug feeling this, eased off a little, much to Elaine's annoyance,

‘Please Doug, don't stop' she cried out, but that is exactly what he did.

He stood up ‘I want to see you like this ever' he said to as she pulled herself up on her elbows to look at him

‘What?' she said

‘I want to take your picture, naked!' Doug finally said to her. Elaine had nearly forgotten this, she smiled at him and agreed as he went to the cupboard and pulled out his camera.

‘Make sure this is only seen by you though' she stated

‘Oh god of course' he replied, as he steadied his hand and took a picture of her lying there, no top on and her skirt pushed up.

He pulled her panties off her completely, followed by her skirt and began taking more pictures of her lying on the bed, he asked her to touch her breasts and then her pussy and she obliged, she even slipped two fingers in, at which point a huge smile came across his face as she did so. As she lay there totally naked, Doug eventually put the camera down pulled his trousers down and moved towards her, he took hold of his hard cock and guided it to the entrance of her pussy, rubbing it along her lips before slowly pushing it in her. Elaine curled her legs behind his arse and pushed him all the way in and whispered in his ear to fuck her hard and fast, don't worry about her, just cum. Doug looked her in the eyes as he started to thrust into her with long hard strokes, his eyes never leaving hers. His cock was nearly coming out as he pulled back but just with the tip still in her, he would then push hard back in all the way, he put his head down now and just went for it, he was grunting as he pounded her pussy, Elaine held him tight with her arms and kept her legs tightly wrapped around him as she felt his dick ramming into her pussy. He speeded up and was soon a blur as he just pleased himself, he pushed himself up on his hands and looked down at her as her breasts bobbled back and forth with each hard push and soon he felt he was going to cum and for the first time ever just as he climaxed he pulled out of her, grabbed his cock and rubbed it up and down as she shot his load over her stomach and up over her tits, Elaine let out a squeal as she looked up at him, his eyes wide as he continued to cover her in his juices before he finally collapsed on the bed next to her, his chest heaving up and down. Elaine got up and went to the bathroom to clean up.

When she returned Doug was in bed, she got in and just stared at him until he finally said sorry for that, but she just laughed and said it was fine. Doug looked back at her and then turned his body towards her.

‘What do you do all day apart from cleaning, cooking, and shopping; you know that kind of thing?' He said to her

‘Well thanks' she replied smiling, ‘I do other things you know'

Doug hesitated before saying ‘do you ever thing about other men?'

Elaine knew where this was going but played along, ‘other men, no, why do you think of other women?'

‘No, no of course not but you know you are at home all day, I just wondered if you got bored and well you know, your mind may wonder sometimes, purely fantasy'

She looked at him, ‘well sometimes I do occasionally but it is just pure fantasy I wouldn't ever do anything about it.'

‘Oh I know you wouldn't' Doug replied ‘but if you did, do you think you would tell me?'

She turned and looked at him, ‘hmmm if I did succumb, would you want me to tell you?'

‘No most probably not' Doug said, ‘best to keep it secret I suppose, if I never knew then I couldn't be hurt'

‘Anyway it isn't going to happen' she said before slipping under the sheets to go to sleep, ‘I love you too much, but if it did then ok, I won't tell you' she laughed and kissed him goodnight.

The next morning Doug was in a very good mood and said he was just going to do some work in the study before going in later today and off he went. Elaine resisted going on her laptop and decided she would wait until he left, she was wondering if he would actually send pictures of her naked to a stranger. She didn't have long to wait and soon enough, Doug was out the door and driving off down the road, she went straight to her computer and logged on to the site and she had five messages. She ignored the other four and went to open Doug's straight away.

Look in your email!

He did it she thought, he actually sent my pictures to a man he doesn't know, as she logged into her fake email address and there was one message, she clicked on it and there it was, four pictures of her on the bed, one topless with her skirt pushed up showing her panties and the other three of her totally naked, one with her fingers up her and each one with her face plain to see. She stared at them for a while, she knew she should be livid but she wasn't as she now looked at what he had written.

As promised the pictures you wanted, I hope you like, maybe now we should arrange a proper visit from you so you can do what you want with me.

She couldn't believe he was actually trying to arrange a visit, how the hell was he going to get this to work she thought but she also had to admit to herself, she was turned on by the idea and decided to make it happen.

She took a picture of herself in the full length mirror dressed in just her underwear and went on to another amateur site and made another profile and searched for someone who looked similar to the pictures she was pretending to be to Doug and who was fairly local and it didn't take long. She got talking to some guys and finally settled on one called Matt who seemed to stand head and shoulders above the rest in manners, wit and personality, the only downside was that he was married and she felt a little bad about that but then realised it most probably worked in her favour too as he wouldn't want anything more than just sex. They chatted for about two hours and then she even rang him on his mobile and talked there as well, the sound of his voice and the situation really turned her on and she found herself masturbating for him down the phone, something she didn't imagine herself doing. They agreed on meeting but not just yet, she needed to make sure her husband was away first.

That Friday night, Doug went back upstairs to ‘work' and Elaine waited a few minutes and then logged on, he had already messaged her.

Did you like the pictures?

Of course I did, they had me hard in seconds, I have printed them off and cum on them several times already

Mmmmm nice to know, so do you want to come round and do me for real then?

Elaine was shocked he was so to the point so quickly and it did seem he was definitely trying to do this for real

Yeah I do, what about your husband though?

He will be out at work next week during the day, as long as you are gone by 4.30pm the latest, it should be ok anytime

Elaine's heart started to beat hard, he was very serious about this she thought, and he actually wants to watch me have sex with another man. She typed back

Ok shall we say Thursday then that gives me time to arrange things this end but when I come over I am going to use you and make you cum over and over, I hope you like to be dominated and treated rough?

Do it all to me and Thursday it is, come round at about 10.00am but one thing, you have to pretend to be there to service the shower and I will pretend that I don't know you at all and will play hard to get.

He gave the address out and then logged off.

Elaine sat there for a second before logging out herself, how was he going to arrange this she thought, as he must realise I wouldn't do anything but she was going to make sure he really got an eye full and maybe regret it. Doug came downstairs and sat with her on the sofa.

‘Erm, I've arranged for a man to come over on Thursday to take a look at the shower unit, it needs servicing, have you noticed it not working so well lately? He said to her. It worked perfectly she thought to herself.

‘Actually yes, now you come to mention it, I have' she lied, ‘what time?'

‘About 10.00am, so your day shouldn't be too disturbed, should only take about an hour' he said whilst trying to stay cool and staring at the TV, Elaine looked over at him and notice a slight bulge in his trousers, she smiled.

‘Ok I'll make sure I am dressed and not in my dressing gown by then' she replied trying not to laugh, ‘don't want him getting the wrong idea.' Doug just looked at her

‘Oh I don't think that would happen, you wear what you want, it's your house' he replied

Elaine really wondered how he thought this would work if she really didn't know anything about this but as she did, she was going to make sure he got what he wanted.

On Monday morning after Doug had gone to work, Elaine got on her laptop and logged into her own site and contacted Matt, thankfully he was already online and they got chatting.

So what are you doing this Thursday morning then? She typed to him

Nothing I know of, I suppose be at work

How about you take the morning off and come round and have me?

Really!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You being straight with me?

Yep, come round at 10.00am but you have to follow my instructions

And what are those then?

You have to pretend to come to service the shower, don't fall out of character and actually go to the bathroom to take a look and I will be in the bedroom, you then have to come in with some excuse and then start to come on to me. Can you do this?

Of course I can, whatever turns you on, is this your thing then?

No not usually but, She hesitated I've been reading a book and the idea appeals to me to try out.

Fair enough, so I'll be an electrician then, 10.00 this Thursday.

They carried on talking for a while and Elaine even sent him one of the naked pictures that Doug took of her to him, she wasn't sure why but felt good about it.

The next few days went by very slowly indeed, Doug seemed to be in a very good mood for all the days but still didn't come on to Elaine at all but she did notice that he was tossing and turning in bed more than he usually would and on Wednesday night he said he was going for a bath and, even though she knew she shouldn't, she listened at the door and heard him masturbating. She smiled but then felt a little uneasy about everything, she had to ask herself if Doug just wanted this as a one off or if he was intending to do it again and again, because if this was the case then she had to put a stop to it and would most probably have to confess to him that she knew the whole time and that is something she didn't want to do. It did dawn on her at this point that through all of this she still didn't know where he would be during the ‘act', did he intend hiding somewhere or just see if the person turned up and then he knew she was going to have sex? She walked into the bedroom to look around and wondered where he would be if he did intend to watch, and she hoped this was the case as she intended to put on a show that he would never forget. The obvious and only place would be in the built in cupboards, in fact they were perfect as they were quite deep and you could easily see out into the bedroom but if you stood far enough back would be more or less un-noticeable to anyone in the bedroom unless they really wanted to see if you were there. This seemed the most logical place for him, now she wondered how he was going to hide there without her knowing but just concluded that she would have to wait and see this for herself.

Thursday came and Doug was up earlier than he usually would be for work, he told Elaine it was because he had some important and urgent work to do in the office. She obviously knew differently but kissed him goodbye for the day and went back to eating her toast and drinking her tea. She sat and read the newspaper and listened to the news on the radio without bothering to get dressed just yet, she felt wearing just her dressing gown was sufficient for things that may happen. She looked at her watch and saw it was 9.35am and realised that Doug would either be at work now or be outside and trying to work out how to get in without being seen so she thought she would have to make it easy for him. She went upstairs and went to the front bedroom and hid behind the curtain so she could sneakily look out of the window without being seen and no sooner had she got in to position she saw Doug, he was poking his head over the garden wall to see if he could spy her downstairs. She watched as he crept along and then slowly and quietly climbed over and into the garden, he quickly ran up to the house and then disappeared from her sight, she ran towards the back of the house and looked out of the window there just catching a glimpse of him as he was looking in through the kitchen window, she went back to the front bedroom to look again. She could no longer see him but heard the front door very quietly and very slowly open, she ran towards the bathroom and closed the door and locked it and then made some noises to prove to him that she was in there. She heard one of the stairs creak a little so knew he was coming up but beyond that she heard nothing, she left if for ten minutes and then exited the bathroom and walked into their bedroom. She pretended to be looking around and went quite close to the wardrobes and could just make him out standing right at the back of them, she smiled, her heart started to race, she now knew this was on. Elaine looked at her watch, it was 10.07am and then she heard a car pull up on the gravel outside, so she started to take her dressing gown off as to look like she was going to get dressed but then there was a knock at the door, she tutted and pulled the dressing gown back on and went downstairs to answer it.

‘Oh hi, I've come to take a look at your shower' Matt said smiling and giving a wink

‘Oh of course my husband said you would be coming, it's up here' Elaine said back in a louder than normal voice than was necessary.

Doug heard them coming up the stairs and could actually hear his heart beating against his chest, his cock was already rock hard and he found himself being unable to stop smiling.

Elaine showed Matt to the bathroom and told him that if he needed anything to just ask and then left him to go back into the bedroom, she pushed the door a little way but it was still open as she moved a few things around on the dresser table just trying to look busy to Doug but she herself could feel her heart pounding away. She thought she couldn't wait any longer and pulled some clothes out of the draws and threw them on the bed and had just pulled her dressing gown off when Matt walked in

‘I was just wondering...... oh!' He said as he caught her naked.

Elaine grabbed the gown and pulled it to her as to cover up, ‘oh I'm sorry' she said

‘Quite alright love' Matt replied, ‘carry on what you were doing'

Elaine actually blushed, ‘erm, can you wait outside while I dress please' she said

‘No, I think I would rather wait here and watch if you don't mind'

‘I beg your pardon' Elaine said back to him, ‘you do realise I could call my husband and tell him about this'

‘Tell him then' Matt said eyeing her up and down, ‘I'll just tell him you did this on purpose and that you tried to seduce me'

‘What!' Elaine cried out trying to sound indignant, ‘how dare you.'

Matt walked towards her and grabbed the robe and pulled it from her grip so she now stood totally naked in front of him, she tried her best to cover her breasts and pussy with her hands.
‘What are you doing' she cried out

‘Just taking a better look, tell you what you drop your hands and I'll get back to my shower job'

Elaine continued to look at him, ‘and once you have seen you will go and fix the shower, yes?'

‘Yep on my honour' Matt replied

Elaine slowly dropped her hands and put them behind her back so Matt (and Doug) could see her 34d boobs, her rapidly hardening nipples and her neatly shaved pubic hair. Matt stood and looked before walking towards her, Elaine immediately put her hands back

‘You said you would go after I showed you' she said to him

‘I know but I have no honour so now I want to see what you feel like'

‘No, I'm married, I've never been with anyone but my husband' she lied, ‘please don't'

‘Well I'll tell you what' Matt said, ‘if you don't do as I say I will tell that husband of yours that you undressed knowing I could see and tried to get me to have sex with you, I'll let him think I couldn't be the first man you have done this too and I'll describe your body to him down to the little mole you have just about your belly button so he will know I have seen you naked'

Elaine nearly burst out laughing but kept it together and stayed in character, Doug was staring at this through the wardrobe; he really wanted to take hold of his cock and just pump it but knew he couldn't but he couldn't remember being this hard and turned on in a long time.

‘You wouldn't' Elaine said to Matt, ‘he wouldn't believe you'

‘You willing to take that chance?' Matt replied

Elaine slowly dropped her hands again and Matt approached her taking hold of her breasts and started to caress them, squeezing them and pulling on her nipples before leaning his head down and taking one in his mouth and sucking on it hard. Elaine closed her eyes but then opened one again to see Doug with his face more or less up against the wardrobe door, he quickly pulled back a little way realising he might be seen. Matt moved one hand down and slid it between her legs

‘Please no, not there' she said

Matt ignored her and started to rub her pussy, feeling her wetness already, he pulled his head back up and stared at her face as he continued to tease one nipple and pushed his finger into her hole

‘You love it really' he said to her

‘No please I'm married' she replied

‘You just do as I say and he'll never know and you might actually enjoy yourself, you don't do as I say and well, there will be consequences, do you want to find out what they will be?' Matt barked at her

Elaine put on her best scared face so Doug would see and replied, ‘no I don't, just please don't hurt me and don't ever tell my husband and I will do as you say'.

Matt laughed as he inserted a second finger into her pussy, really pushing them both in deep as he continued to tweak and pull on her nipple as well; Elaine was so wet and turned on by this but had to stop herself from moaning out loud as she now felt his fingers starting to push in and out, she spread her legs a little so he could insert them up even further, trying to stop herself moving her hips in unison with them.

Doug was watching all this, his cock now hurting as it was so hard, he slowly and quietly released it from her trousers but knew he still couldn't touch it. He couldn't take his eyes off Elaine's naked body as he watched this stranger pulling her nipples and fingering his wife just a few feet away from him; this was more erotic to him than he actually thought.

Matt eventually let go of her nipple and told Elaine to get on her knees

‘Why, what are you going to do?' she asked

‘Just get on your knees and suck me' Matt ordered

his hand reached down to the zip of his trousers as he slowly pulled it down and undid the button of his jeans, pulled them down a little way and took out his cock and holding it in his hand he took hold of Elaine's hair and pushed her to her knees and pulled her face close to him

‘Suck it slut ' he demanded

She pulled on his boxers and jeans and slid them down to his ankles and took hold of his rapidly hardening penis. Looking up into his face,

‘My husband must never know, I've never been unfaithful before' she lied

‘Maybe I'll teach you something to do to him, you never know, now put your mouth on it before I have to force you bitch'

She moved her head down to the tip of his cock and engulfed her mouth around it; she quickly moved her lips all the way down his length until her nose hit his pubic hair and moved it back up again. Repeating this a few times she pulled her mouth away from his cock and began to vigorously stroke his shaft up and down.

Breathing heavily she moaned a little, ‘oh god my husband would kill me if he knew'

‘Stop talking about him' he said to her ‘or I'll make you forget about him'

Still holding her hair he pulled her mouth close to his cock once again

‘Now suck it if you know what's good for you'

With that comment, her lips went back down on his dick, as her hand stroked his hard penis while her mouth worked up and down the rest of his length, bobbing her head up and down she began to suck harder and faster, tightening her lips around his now rock hard cock. Matt let out a groan as he moved his other hand to the her hair and began pushing her head back and forth forcing her to take his dick in her mouth longer and deeper.

Doug could see but also hear her slurping and moaning as this man's cock was being thrust into his wife's mouth and pre-cum was now dribbling out of his cock but he knew he couldn't do anything about it for now. He carried on looking as his wife expertly gave this man a blowjob, he could see her naked breasts swinging back and forth as she bobbed her head up and down his dick, kneeling totally naked in front of him. He couldn't describe it if asked but seeing his wife being forced to act like a slut for another man was the best thing he had ever seen and she knew absolutely nothing about him seeing this.

Taking her mouth off his penis, she looked up again and asked for him not to cum in her mouth.

‘Oh don't worry about that' he replied, ‘I'm going to cum deep in your pussy and over your tits and maybe in your arse too.'

‘Please no, you can't fuck me' she pleaded

‘I can and I will, now shut up and suck'

With that said, he pulled her to him again and she moved her mouth back down on to him, closing her lips over his cock once again and slid them all the way down, back to the base of his shaft and with her free hand, she began to lightly caress his balls, gently tugging at them as she began to moan again.

Matt began to thrust his hips forward and from what Doug could see he was now fucking her mouth, he was moaning out aloud. Doug continued to stare at his wife sucking this man's cock and he so wanted to rub his own cock but couldn't.

Eventually Matt sat Elaine down on the bed and put her feet on the edge so she had to lean back on her hands pushing her breasts out, her legs spread as far as they could go, he pushed his fingers into her mouth which Elaine willing sucked on and ran her tongue over, he got them nice a wet and ran his hand down her body until he grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing it but not taking his eyes from hers. He rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb, she gasped as he pulled on it, making it more erect than it already was. He continued to move his hand down her body until he reached her pussy, with her legs spread so wide he had no problem locating her clit and had his fingers expertly on her nub rubbing it carefully. Elaine didn't stop him.

He continued to stare at Elaine, her eyes open staring back, gasping for air, he started by slowly teasing her but then speeded up as she tried to force her pussy harder against his hand, he inserted a couple of fingers and used his thumb to press against her clit at the same time as Elaine started to move her hips towards him so his fingers sunk deeper into her, her pussy being pushed back and forth as she now slowly rode his hand. Doug could hear her juices as she slid onto Matt's fingers and back again and her grunts as she did so.

This was frustrating for Elaine and pleaded with Matt to push them in faster and he obliged, with a smile, he started to move his hand and with speed plunged his fingers into her wet hole, pushing them in deep and circling her clit with his thumb before withdrawing them nearly all the way and then inserting them again, his thumb once again pushing up against her button until he just started to finger fuck her, his fingers plunging in her deep and fast, Elaine threw her head back and moaned out loud

Eventually he removed his fingers but continued to rub her lips and clit spreading her moisture around as he now got on his knees, Elaine lifted her head and looked down at him as he used his fingers on one hand to spread open her lips and then slowly and gently slid a finger on the other hand over her clit as he, with his eyes still looking up at her, slowly moved his head towards her before finally she felt his tongue on her nub and again, she let out a loud gasp as he sucked her clit into his mouth and rubbed it hard with his tongue. Elaine clasped her legs around his head as the sensations ripped through her as she now bucked up and down, feeling his tongue push up into her pussy, his hands now on the back of her thighs pushing her legs up and wide as he continued to fuck her pussy with his tongue and then lapping at her clit, driving her wild. He couldn't hold back any longer and stood up manoeuvring her further onto the bed and as she lay there, legs spread he climbed on top and Doug had the perfect position to finally see another man push his cock into her vagina. Matt did just this and Doug saw his dick sink into his wife's hole as she let out a long, loud moan as he buried it into her completely in one smooth movement and it wasn't long before Doug watched as Matt took long deep plunges into Elaine, her bum moving up to meet his thrusts down into her. Elaine could really feel the engorged head of his penis all the way up the wall of her pussy hitting her g-spot with each thrust as she now wrapped her legs around him, telling him to fuck her harder, faster, Matt obliged and speeded up, thrusting his cock into her with more force. Elaine could feel her orgasm approach as Matt continued to fuck her hard, she let him (and Doug) know she was going to cum as she screamed it out loud, followed by a moan as she felt the sensations rip through her, her pussy gripped Matt's cock as her legs squeezed him harder, her back lifted off the bed as she arced herself as the climax really hit her.

Doug eventually pulled out of her and got onto his back, pulling Elaine up to straddle him. She got into position and quickly lowered herself on his juice covered cock, he entered her once more and even thought she had just cum hard, Elaine found that she still wanted and needed his cock in her, she lent forward and then began bouncing up and down on his dick, her breast swinging right over Matt's face which he managed to catch in his mouth and started to suck on her nipple which just turned her on even more as she now plunged her hand down to her pussy and started to rub her clit while continuing to push her pussy up and down on his cock. Doug couldn't believe what he was seeing as his wife was fucking this man, he moved his hand to his own cock and started to stroke it up and down, biting down on his lower lip as to not make any sound.

Matt told Elaine he was going to cum soon and moved from beneath her and positioned himself behind her and with Elaine now on all fours placed his cock at the entrance of her hole once again, entered her with one quick move, her breasts started to bounce with each thrust as Matt now started banging her hard, his hands grabbed each arse cheek as he thrust into her, Doug could see Matt's cock sliding in and out of his wife's pussy and he watched in fascination as her breasts were swaying back and forth as she bit down on the pillow. Matt was moaning now and soon his hand moved nearer to her arsehole and it wasn't long before Elaine felt a finger poking at her back entrance, she arced her back again pushing her bum into the air inviting him to insert it and that is exactly what he did, pushing it deep into her and began finger fucking her arse as she now had a cock in her pussy and a finger plunging into her bum. Doug stood wide eyed as she watched his wife take a finger in her arse and loving it, he stroked his cock one more time and before he could hold back he came, spilling shot after shot of cum on the inside of the wardrobe door and over Elaine's shoes on the floor in front of him. This was coincidentally followed by a loud moan from Matt as he now pushed deep one more time into Elaine and she felt his juice shoot into her, she let out a long, loud moan as her own orgasm hit her hard in unison, her arse contracted clamping his finger as he pushed hard against her again spilling more cum into her pussy. He finally pulled his finger out of her arse, moved up the bed and took hold of her hair and pulled her face close to his cock, which she gladly took back into her mouth, she sank her lips all the was down his shaft tasting her own juices on it and then slowly pulled her head back again, repeating this a few times until she felt it start to deflate and he pulled it out completely, she fell onto her back on the bed exhausted as Matt did the same, they both looked at each other and laughed,

‘We better go and see if that shower now works' he said to her as she laughed back and they both made their way to the bathroom.

Doug thought about leaving the wardrobe at this point but didn't want to risk it and waited until they returned, they were gone for about forty minutes and Doug could hear them screwing in the shower, he became hard again. Elaine came back into the room first and sat on the bed naked facing the wardrobe, her legs slightly parted. Matt came in about five seconds later, kissed her on the top of her head and said that he should go in case her husband returned early or something, Elaine stopped him, opened her legs further and started to touch herself

‘He won't be back for hours' she said and pulled herself full onto the bed, lay back and began masturbating in front of Matt, Doug could see his cock twitching and starting to rise once again.

At 3.00pm Matt finally left, Doug had watched them screw in all positions, seen his wife masturbate for this man, suck him and let him lick her and now Doug was spent himself, he lost count how many times he had cum and realised he had a lot of cleaning to do later.

When he could Doug slowly stepped out of his space and looked out into the back garden, Elaine had gone to the top of it and was looking at some flowers, and he quickly did his trousers up and made his way out of the house and to his car parked in the village.

He returned about half an hour later, Elaine was falsely shocked to see him home so early but Doug just said that he had worked too hard recently and gave himself an early day. She asked if he wanted a cup of tea, she turned when he didn't answer; he took hold of her hand and led her upstairs.

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The fire feels so good... there is no other light in the room,
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penetrates my clothes and makes my skin tingle... so pleasurable...
feels so good...

I roll over onto my back, eyes half-closed... almost without
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gathering at the base of my penis, waiting to be released in
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I begin to lash my head from side to side, my cheeks slapping the
pillow with each convulsive jerk... there is a small wet spot on
my belly now... eagerly I gather this and taste it... the taste
of uninhibited ecstasy... oh, god... faster... harder...

Suddenly, there is a noise... I freeze, staring into the fiery
shadows... there is movement... who... it is HER... my lover...
she who makes life a joy... I do not know why she has returned so
soon, but I do not care... my heart leaps into my throat... I
cannot speak, but every part of my body cries out for her...

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silencing me... she looks down at me, gazing at my erection...
she closes her eyes, and I notice that her other hand has slipped
between her legs... she caresses herself, and I can see the
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She lightly moves her hand along the line of my jaw, then down
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her mouth, takes me into her...

Her tongue moves rapidly, teasing the tip of my penis... the
pressure is returning... as she stimulates me, she lifts her leg
over my body and straddles my chest, her ass raised high to
expose her tender regions... I release myself and grasp her
waist, pulling her down within reach of my mouth... I lick her
wettened crotch, searching for her clitoris... finding my goal, I
begin fondling it with the tip of my tongue... we are both breathing
hard now... with one hand I begin teasing between her buttocks...
lightly stroking and probing the outside of her anus with a
finger... I press harder with my tongue... oh, my love, I want
you to come...

As I taste her juices beginning to flow, I notice she has stopped
sucking upon my penis... I can feel her hot breath upon the tip
as she pants in her pleasure, the sensation bringing me ever
closer to my own orgasm... she begins swaying slightly as a
whimper escapes her throat... she clutches my balls tightly,
forcing another tiny drop out of the tip of my penis... I feel
her shudder... I increase the pace of my licking... her
whimpering has become a moan... she draws a long, shuddering
breath, then suddenly stiffens as her juices flow down my cheeks,
filling my mouth with the flavor of her coming... her head is
thrown back and she is gasping hard, the muscles of her vagina
spasming in her climax... her back is arched as her body burns,
burns with the inner fire of our lovemaking... there is no more
beautiful sight in the world...

After a long moment during which neither of us moves or breathes,
she relaxes and, still panting, takes me again into her mouth,
licking... she raises her hips slightly, removing the weight from
my chest... it is I who am panting now, the lingering taste of
her come a spice to my pleasure... she is working the base of my
penis with one hand while stroking and squeezing my balls with
the other... the pressure is almost unbearable... I close my
eyes, aware of the fact that I am making small whimpering sounds,
but unable to control them... as she feels the muscles tense she
moves her hand from my penis to my anus, teasing and probing with
a saliva-wet finger... she takes me all the way into her mouth
now, rubbing my sensitive tip against the roof of her mouth... my
back begins to arch... ohhhhhhh... she begins thrusting with her
finger, working past the tension of my anus until she is in...
oh, god... this must be what it feels like to be mounted... so
close...

She is sucking desperately... the rhythm of her tongue and her
hands as they stroke and probe sending waves of raw pleasure down
the insides of my thighs... there is a tightness in my chest...
ohhhhhh... my love... so... so... ohhhhhhh...

The pressure is too much... with a cry of ecstasy I come... I
thrust violently with my hips, pumping my come into her mouth...
she takes it eagerly... all my being is focused upon the searing
fires of pleasure, each fiery spasm an unbearable, all-consuming
instant locked in time... trembling, I hold myself steady, giving
her my body, my soul... she massages my balls, her tongue probing
the tip of my penis, seeking to pull every last drop of come from
me... with a shaky sigh I relax, lowering my hips to the rug...she
disengages herself from me, turning around to face me... we look
into each other's eyes... I see the thin pearly trickle at the
corner of her mouth, and she notices the stain upon my face...
she lowers herself to me... we kiss, mouths open, returning to
each other the taste of the pleasures we have exchanged...

After a long moment we separate... I am still shaking, as is
she... I smile at her, seeing the firelight shine in her eyes...
I feel a tear trickling down my cheek, but I am not ashamed, for
she is my vixen, my friend, my mate... I love her, and would die
for her... and I know she feels the same for me... my pounding
heart skips a beat... she is so beautiful... I would not live any
other way, having tasted Heaven...

Romance in the rain

2009-07-27T07:33:00.000-07:00

An erotic love story

It was the smell, it drifted up from the pavement. The heavy odor of hot tar as it meets up with a light smattering of rain. Sara J parker inhaled deeply loving that biting odor; she knew it would cool things off. It had been hot that day, well over 90 and as the rain came tumbling down she smiled and thought of what the night would bring. That smell of hot tar cooling in the rain would bring back memories for a long time.

Sara walked unabashed, letting the rain cool her. Little rivulets of water ran down her face washing away the sweat and grime from the street, it was cool and she enjoyed every falling drop. The rain became heavier and she opened her arms to it; letting it soak her shirt, she felt the water cool her heated breasts; running down inside her shirt. She didn't care if her shirt stuck to her frame, didn't care who saw. Sara had nice breasts and she knew it, there was no reason to try and hide the body she was born with.

She didn't know that the guy across the street watched her, she wouldn't have cared. She didn't; see his camera nor did she hear the faint clicking and whirring of the film's advancement.

The sky got darker and Sara started to walk quickly, she loved the rain but not the thunder and lightning she knew was coming. She didn't see him follow along behind on the other side of the road. All her clothes were sticking now, and her jeans hugged her ass tight. Sara laughed and trudged into a puddle, she was already soaked and a little more wet wasn't going to hurt. The camera snapped behind her; capturing the gleeful look on her face. Continuing on her way home she happily splashed through puddles and let the buses spit water from their tires adding to the mess.

The man stopped when she did and pulled his rain coat tighter around himself, the umbrella kept the camera dry. His long lanky legs avoided the rain pools; as he gingerly side stepped around the water, keeping his black leather boots mostly dry. His dark brown hair, long and straight threatened to cover his eyes and he shook his head to the side to keep it from blinding him. He knew where she was going, where she lived and when she turned onto her street he slowed down and let her get farther ahead. She was so lovely, so full of life. Her laughter pleased him greatly and he couldn't help but smile when she splashed and giggled to her self.

Sara could see the house and got her key ready to open the door. She kicked off her wet shoes and undid the lock. Just in time she figured, the rain was really coming down and the first streak of lightning lit up the sky.

The man waited till she was indoors and then a few minutes more till he was sure she was getting dry clothes. She hadn't locked the door as he knew she wouldn't, not yet it wasn't dark enough for that. He slipped quietly in and so softly let the door close. He left his umbrella just inside the door and put his boots next to her shoes. He heard her in the kitchen and thought she must be undressing there. He snuck a look around the doorway and there she was in just her bra and panties, putting the kettle on to boil. He took the opportunity to snap another picture when she made noise rummaging in the cupboard for tea bags. That sweet body, the full side view of her reaching up into the cupboard excited him. Her perky little breasts jiggled a little in her bra, her belly smooth and taunt ended at the pretty white boy style briefs. The curves of her ass and hips, the slinky legs made him want to drool. He ducked his head back around the corner and heard her bare feet head toward the bathroom. He went to the stove and turned off the kettle not wanting it to boil dry.

Sara didn't have a lot of time, her husband would be home soon and she wanted to be ready. While the kettle boiled on low she would shower quickly and get dressed.

He stood outside the bathroom door waiting for the shower to run, waiting for the chance to catch her of guard, there wasn't a better place then the shower to have her at his mercy. When the water ran, he slipped off his own clothes and gently pushed the door open. With the camera in one hand he very slowly opened the shower curtain just enough to take a snap. She was turned away and her beautiful back and full rounded bottom with streams of water cascading down her body made him inhale sharply. She as always was gorgeous and he snapped the picture locking in her beauty for ever.

"Tomas! You sneak!" she cried spinning around at the noise. It was just like him to sneak up on her and take pictures. She loved it. She knew she turned him on and taking pictures was one of his ways of showing how much he loved her. It wasn't just sexy pictures but all kinds of pictures. It helped that he had his own studio and she loved to watch him develop the film.

"Hey baby, hope I didn't scare you," he said slipping into the hot water with her. The camera lay safely on the counter.

"No you didn't scare me. I've begun to expect it," she laughed.

"Kiss me babe, I can't stand it any longer, I followed you home and kept thinking about tonight. It was driving me crazy watching you in the rain; your so beautiful babe." Tomas stroked her cheek and followed the jagged little scar running the full length of her face. She didn't flinch or turn her head, it was apart of her and he accepted it like he did everything else; her beauty so much more than just what lay on the surface. They kissed in the tub, water sliding over them in a warm embrace.

Their cheeks touched and his hands wrapped around her waist. Sara soaped his body and he soaped her, she giggled when he tickled her ribs with wet soapy fingers. When she turned with her back to him, to wash off the soap, she felt his maleness gently press into her still slippery ass cheeks. Sara secretly smiled and pushed lightly back at him, his cock slid further toward her sex. They played a little not giving in yet to what they both knew would come. Tomas thrust his hips letting is cock barely touch her inside lips, just teasing a little; feeling the warmth of her pussy making the blood pound through his veins.

They rinsed off the soap and leaving the shower he gallantly held a towel out to wrap her in. While she fussed a little with her hair he shaved. Sara watched her husband in the mirror; giving him side long looks, the sort of looks she reserved only for him. Coy little glances in the mirror he was sure to catch.

"Why don't you loose that towel and step a little closer?" He challenged, wiping the shaving cream from his chin.

She did drop the towel and step closer inhaling the subtly fragrant soap and shave cream on his male skin. "Tomas the kettle, I left it on."

"No you didn't babe, I took care of that."

"You are a sneak," she laughed.

Tomas caressed his wife's back, while kissing her tenderly. Their movement became as one. She smiled up at him as his hand slipped between her legs, hers slid over his penis. The smooth silky head of his appendage always fascinated her, so soft on such a hard thing. Sara sat down on the edge of the tub and brought his hips close to her. She kissed the velvety head and explored its shape with her tongue. Tomas kneeled down too, nudging her legs apart. He let his tongue penetrate between her legs, gently sucking and licking her inner parts.

"Let's go somewhere more comfortable," he soothed.

They walked hand in hand into the bedroom, Sara lay down first, and Tomas turned off the light and lay beside her. He played with her breasts and she ran her fingers through the hair on his chest. Tomas let his fingers test her wetness, making sure she was ready. Her pussy glistened and her hips rose higher, he teased the flesh until she moaned loudly and her knees began to shake. Tomas took her then; riding on top of her banging their bodies together in the night.

Sara heard the thunder outside and lighting lit up the room, she caught his look of pure pleasure as his penis pounded her insides. She held on to Tomas tight while he lifted her body up for the final thrusts. His seed buried deep inside her and they hoped this time it would catch and a new life might be conceived'

Sara missed her next monthly bleed and she remembered the smell of hot tar cooling in the rain.

The End

Getting the wife to try group sex

2009-07-08T07:34:00.000-07:00

Wifes first group sex

I've always been the type of person who was willing to try anything sexually. I have no taboos when it comes to sex. My wife on the other hand is very provincial in her thinking about sex. We had that one threesome, and since that time, she had loosened up some, but was still not what I would call adventurous. That all changed a few weeks ago.

We were going to a concert with a group of friends. We met at the house of one of the girls and were all going in two vans to make it easier to park, and to party. Those of us who weren't driving started drinking before the concert, just to get a good buzz started.

There were 15 of us crammed into the two vans, but we were all good friends and no one minded the close quarters. And the fact that every one of the women was a stone cold fox didn't hurt either. Anyway, the concert rocked, and we had a few more drinks while the band played. We were also treated to a few joints as they were passed around the arena.

By the time the concert was over most of us were really pumped up and raising a little hell. Nancy and Sam, the two drivers, managed to pile us into the vans for the ride back to their house. I wound up sitting in between Suzy and Irene. Suzy is a short blonde with a tight ass and big tits. Irene is long and leggy with such little tits that she rarely put in a bra. I was getting a boner just sitting there between them. As the ride progressed, Irene let her hand rest on my thigh, and Sandy had her head on my shoulder. I was in heaven. All too soon we were back at the house. As I got out of the van I saw my wife getting out of the other van, with a hand on her ass. She made no move to object to it and soon it was removed.

We all piled into the house, and Nancy and Sam wasted no time pulling out the booze, saying they had a lot of catching up to do. We cranked up some tunes and sat around drinking, joking and talking about the concert. After a little while, you could see a few of the couples starting to rub each other with little regard for who saw it. What really surprised me was that my wife was rubbing my crotch right there in front of everyone. Since there were 9 women and only 6 guys, there were some women who weren't receiving any attention. Irene, being one of the singles, said, "Hey you guys, that's not fair. If I can't have any, don't get me all hot and bothered." We all laughed, but then Sam whispered something into Nancy's ear. She shook her head in agreement. Then Sam stood up and said, "I have a solution! Everyone stand up. Guys help me move the furniture." We did as he said, not knowing exactly what was going on. After the room was clear of everything except the carpet, he spoke up again. "This evening is going to start getting wild from this point forward. Anyone who doesn't want to join in should probably leave now." I looked at my wife expecting to get the high sign that it was time to go. Instead I saw a wanton look in her eyes and a wicked grin on her face. No one else left either.

Sam began again, "OK, since everyone is willing to continue, this is what's going to happen. Everyone step back against the wall." We all complied with a few giggles and curious looks. "In a second I'm going to turn the lights off. When I do, everyone is to strip naked." Their house was way out in the woods, so when the lights went out, it was pitch black in the house. I could hear clothes rustling as we all got down to our birthday suits. After a couple of minutes Sam asked, "Is everyone naked?" He was greeted with a round of "yes!" Then he asked, "Is everyone horny?" This response was varied between, "hell yes", "damn straight", and just a few hoots. Now Sam spoke for the last time. "OK, everyone count to three, then start to move toward the center of the room. When you get there, whatever you find is fair game! Have fun!" My heart was beating so fast that I thought it was going to burst out of my chest. As we all counted to three, we moved toward the middle of the room, slowly so as not to miss anything or trip on anyone. By now, I had completely lost track of my wife. I hoped that she wasn't having second thoughts.

As I took another step I felt a hand reach out to my chest. I pulled it closer to me and felt tits rub up against me. I reached down and felt a very wet pussy, as her hand dropped down to my cock. Soon she slid down and had my dick in her mouth and was giving me some excellent head. Then I heard her moaning around my cock, and figured someone was now pleasing her as well. As her head bobbed up and down on my cock hands explored my ass and balls. The whole scene was a huge turn-on. I soon shot a huge load of cum in her mouth.

After swallowing all I gave her and licking my dick clean, she withdrew from me and moved away. I got down on the floor and began to feel my way around the group of bodies around me. It became a sea of mouths, cunts, tits, and dicks. We lay there entangled exploring each other for hours. I fucked at least three pussies, had three more mouths on my cock, and stuffed my dick into two asses before I collapsed from exhaustion.

As the sun came up the next morning we were all still entangled and messy from the orgy. In my lusty night I had forgotten all about my wife, and began to look for her. She was laying with a limp dick still in her hand. Her hair was matted with sweat, and cum was in her hair and here and there on her body. As everyone awoke, we began to collect our partners and our clothes and head toward our cars without much talk.

Once in the car, my wife put her head on my shoulder and asked if I was upset by what we had done that night. I assured her that I was not upset, and in fact was highly aroused by her willingness to try this new experience. On the way home we told each other of our experiences. She related to me that she had been fucked in her pussy at least 5 times. Had dicks up her firm little ass 4 times. And had lost count of how many cocks she had sucked. She also said that one person who had eaten her pussy was definitely a woman. And after the immense pleasure she got from that cunt licking, she decided to do the same for some other lucky girl. She said it was really wild, because as she began to lick the other pussy, a cock was thrust in it. So she licked the dick and the cunt at the same time. The woman had obviously been fucked before, because with each stroke out, more cum was presented to her waiting tongue. I responded that I would have liked to have seen that. She put her hand on my sore dick, and said, "Maybe next time we'll do it with the lights on." I'm looking forward to it!

-- The End --

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Steamy fantasy story

2009-06-06T07:27:00.000-07:00

Hot steamy sex

Walking into the bedroom, I am instantly aware of soft music and the damp smell of light perfume. The sweet aroma and supple lyrics are coming from the bathroom. As I move toward the door, the sounds of sensual moans become evident. I stop to listen to the mixture of rhythm and blues mixed with corporeal sighs. Add to this the mirrored image of this beautiful woman of my heart, bathing with some special attention.

She is lying back against the tub, eyes closed with a slight smile creasing her lips. Her right hand is massaging her right nipple. Pinching and tugging, a whimper escapes as she takes a deep breath. Through the light bubbly foam, I can see her other breast floating upward as she raises her back slightly, her nipple extending, firm, rising from its watery birth. Her hand moves to share the firm yet tender kneading, once again drawing a deep moan of desire. All the while, I can see her left hand moving stealthily under the water.

Without taking my eyes from this picture of pleasure, I begin to undress. First, unzipping my slacks, I free the pulsing erection that has begged release from confinement. Gazing on, I begin stroking my cock with the same fluid motion of her hand, thoroughly enveloped in songs of music and sensual submission. Silently kicking off my shoes, my slacks fall to my ankles, and I step out the rumpled mass at my feet. Leaning against the door jam I begin masturbating; or; “Masterbating” as she fondly referred to this basic act of pleasure, more urgently, getting closer to exploding with each moan and sigh. Nearing the point of no return, I ease my frantic journey to orgasm. Pulling the skin back on my cock, I see a pearl of clear liquid forming on the tip of my bulging head. I steal the lucid fluid from its pulsing perch with my finger, taking it to my mouth; I taste the slightly salty liquor unabashedly.

Having lost myself in this pleasure, I am drawn back to the moment by the sound of soft throaty laughter.

“Perhaps you would join me.” She says in her husky feminine voice.

I look down; our eyes meet in the smoky mirrored connection. Even after all this time, my face becomes flush with the heat of being caught like a kid with a Penthouse magazine. The moment of embarrassment passes all too quickly as her pleasure at seeing me, cock in hand, become evident. Our smiles instantly light the room with new freshness.

“Perhaps I should.” I reply in a hoarse whisper. “Looks like you could use a third hand in the worse way.” Playing her now with the free banter we have come to enjoy in each other.

“First, pour me a glass of your wine, you know it is impolite to keep your Master waiting.” My eyes narrow, assuming the position of dominance. I know she has instilled as her most pleasurable submissive position. She fills her glass and raises it to me, head bowed, eyes gazing downward. I slowly take off my tie and unbutton my shirt. Lingering a moment, I take the glass from her hand.

“Thank you Pet.” I say softly. Taking a sip of wine, I bend down, slowly raising her down turned eyes to me. The fire there is, and has always been, intriguing. Lowering myself farther, I kiss her softly, signifying my position of control, yet submitting to the strength from which she may draw.

She rises from the water, the foamy bubbles caressing her figure in a luxurious film. Her breasts are now fully exposed, rising delicately with her deepening breath. Her nipples have become even firmer, sharper, harder, the rosy circle lifting from her tender white breasts to match her excited nipples. Her belly is firm, with a slight protruding womanly prominence. Her belly button descends into the soft flesh of her white muscle. Moving downward, her smooth shaven mound caps a small slit that is hidden by full lips.

“Let me help you with your shirt, Sir.” She slowly slips the shirt from my back, carefully laying it against the chair.

“May I Sir.” You say gently

“Yes?” I answer

“May I ask you that you join me, that I may wash you?”

“Do you think I am in need of a wash, Pet?” I say firmly, again establishing the position of honor which she has bestowed.

“No Sir that is not at all my intention Sir.” She says quietly. I can perceive her nipples becoming rising even farther, if that were possible. I reach down, touching her shaved nether region. Parting her lips slightly, my finger enters her silky warmth, feeling the dewy soft warmth of her previous pleasure. I bring my fingers to my lips, tasting her musky sensual womanhood, mixed with a tinge of honeysuckle and lavender. A gasp escapes her lips.

“That would be nice my Pet, very nice. But first...” I leave the sentence dangle as she takes her queue to bring pleasure.

The desire leaps between us as if an electric current had been shot from a fire ball. She smiles coyly and lowers herself. Taking my cock in her hands, she begins long caressing strokes. I take a sip of wine and look to the ceiling as she licks the remnants of pre cum from the tip of my cock. I gasp silently. She kisses me gently, her lips pursed to the tip of my cock, her tongue flicking lightly at the small hole. In one long stroke, she engulfs me to the hilt; I can feel her throat as she swallows to keep from gagging. Slowly she progresses upward to the tip, her teeth surrounding the mushroom head momentarily, and then returning to a soft kiss. My knees are about to buckle as she repeats the exquisite repast, each nibbling kiss extract the tingling tenderness which brings an onslaught of pleasure.

Before she can take another artful plunge that would surely take me to orgasmic bliss, I pull her up to me, kissing her deeply, tasting the salty taste of my own desire. Our tongues grapple effortlessly, each striving for control, each relinquishing to the others desire.

“Mmmmm....Pet, you do do that so well.” I whisper, now I must have my pleasure.

Taking my queue, she takes the towel from the rack and begins to wipe herself. She sits on the toilet and pisses. I love the sound of her water splashing in the bowl, watching her part her lips as the thin stream flowing then squirting as her muscles tighten to stop the flow before she is completely empty, enticing greater depths to her orgasm. She wipes herself quickly with the towel, drops it to the floor and, taking my hand, I lead her to the bedroom. There are times when I would follow her, taking great pleasure in watching her ass move languidly with her sexy stride, tonight was not a night for that.

Lying on my belly on the bed, she comes to me with warm scented oil. Straddling my buttocks, she begins to rub the oil in deeply. No words are spoken between us, as her fingers dig deep in the taught muscles of my back. Momentarily her finger nails dig into me, I tense and she withdraws her claws. I feel wetness on my hip as she begins to grind her ever wetter pussy on my ass. She moves down, straddling my leg, her nails digging in as she humps my thigh I can sense her growing desire in her fervent fondlings.

I roll to my back, taking my lead she moves with me. Taking my cock in her hand, she lowers her sopping wet pussy on to me. A cry escapes her lips...”Sir....” she gasps...”Oh...Sir.” A moan escapes as I rise up, thrusting to the depth. Sitting up, she envelopes me in her arms, her breasts to my lips, as I hungrily suck each nipple, drawing on her as a hungry babe. My hands grasping her butt cheeks, spreading them, my finger finds her tight dark little hole. With the same warm oil, I rub it gently into her. She is riding my hard cock...pumping and grinding her clit rides the length.

“Ah....” a moan gives way...”Awe...shit...” the forming of a cry...”Sir...ah....Sir” pleadings form new heights

“Enchante'...Pet...Enchante'.”

“Fuuuuuckkkkk!” She screams as she begins to buck with an oncoming orgasm.

I feel her juices gush on my thighs, as she reels in the throngs of bliss. Her riding my cock becoming faster, taking me to her depths.

“Fuck...you gorgeous Bitch! Cum with me...I'm cumming...I'm...!” The words are stifled as I explode in her. I begin to shudder as each orgasmic spasm bursts with hot steamy cum. Our juices mix with the heat of this moment...of all such moments.

Rising up, I lift her, fucking her standing up, pounding her with renewed energy, until she groans once more with a new orgasm, holding me with her arms, her legs wrapped in a death grip, her fingers digging into my back.

We collapse in a jumbled mass of arms and legs, cock and cunt, breasts and chest. Kissing deeply, longingly, lovingly. Kissing for an age of never wanting to let go. Drawing from and giving in all that we are.

“Mon Cherie...” I whisper...love of my life, heart of my heart.

“Merci mon amore.” She whispers.

She rests her head on my shoulder, surely deafened by the beat of my heart. We lie together spent, in the warmth of our embrace. Our bodies becoming one, as our breath and blood flows with singular purpose

--

The End

Sex with the cops

2009-06-05T05:13:00.001-07:00

A young couple are caught parking and a cop takes sexual advantage

She had just barely taken off her pants and began to lick his rock had shaft when they saw the lights. Jeff couldn’t believe this was happening. They had parked there to have fun on many occasions and never had any interruptions. That was until now. They both stared blankly at the cop car facing them with its red and blue lights flashing. Jeff was a little better off then Danielle was. He had time to pull his shorts up before the cop car had gotten close and still had his shirt on. Danielle was not so lucky. She had her top and bra off and only had time to put her thong back on before the cop car was upon them. She had asked Jeff what she should do. Don’t move until he approaches. She was not happy with this answer since she was almost completely naked.

As they saw the officer get out of his car he told her that the cop would tell her to get dressed and exit the car. He told her that when this happened she should only put her tank top on and get out. She looked shocked by this comment. He told her that she might be their only chance to stay out of trouble. The officer approached the driver’s side window which Jeff had rolled down. He asked Jeff to step out of the car. He grinned when he saw Danielle wearing only a sexy black thong and her hands covering a small portion of her ample breast. He told her to get dressed and to get out as well. He led Jeff to the front of the truck and had he put his hands on the hood. He waited for Danielle to exit the car. She did as Jeff had said and only put her tank top on before getting out of the car.

The officer seemed shocked as she made her way to the front of the truck wearing her moist black thong and sheer white tank top. The officer had her assume the position as well. He began to pat down Jeff, a routine to make sure he didn’t have any weapons or drugs on him. He looked over at Danielle and smiled. She had so little on it was obvious she wasn’t hiding anything but he walked behind her and placed one hand on her shoulder just as he had done with Jeff. Jeff looked over at the officer who was looking back at him. The officer looked at Jeff as if to say all would be okay if he could have a little fun.

Jeff was sure he was reading this look correctly and nodded his head. The officer then placed his other hand on Danielle’s other shoulder and began to pat her down as though she was fully clothed. After patting down the sides of her slender body he stood up and reached in front of her with one hand. He slid his hand under her tank top and rubbed her nipple. She jumped a little but did not pull away. She glanced over at Jeff who nodded to her indicated that it was okay. She now knew what he meant when he had said she may be the only way for them to get out of trouble.

The officer continued to massage her erect nipple between his fingers. He switched hands and began to massage her other nipple until it was also erect. At this point Danielle was hoping this would be the extent of what had to be done to keep them out of trouble. He continued his routine pat down and when it came time to search below the waist he spread her legs apart a little farther and bent her further over the hood of the truck. She realized instantly that she was going to have to do quite a bit more then just let him play with her nipples. Bringing both hands up the inside of her legs he reached her thong.

He said out loud that he was sure she was hiding something and pulled her thong to the ground. With 2 fingers he began to spread her lips open. Not more then 10 minutes ago she was wet and ready to go and now she didn’t know how to react. The officer quickly had her lips spread and was moving his finger in and out. Jeff had thought that the idea of another man touching his girl would make him angry and that he would have to tolerate it to stay out of trouble. The exact opposite was true; the whole thing was having the opposite effect. He could feel himself becoming erect again watching this go on.

Danielle looked over and saw the smile on his face and looked at his pants. She easily recognized the all too familiar zipper bulge. With that she realized that she didn’t need to worry about Jeff thinking poorly of her. It was his fault they were in this situation anyways. With that realization she relaxed a little and spread her legs a little more to make the officer’s job easy. As she relaxed it became easier for him to get his fingers in and out so he inserted a 3rd finger inside her dripping love hole. She moaned as he slid another one inside her. Her top half was now lying on the hood of the truck, her nipples erect partly due to the cold hood and partly because of the large fingers working their way in and out of her. The officer commented that her shaved pussy was beautiful and smelled good. Before he even realized what he was saying, Jeff said that it tasted even better then it looked.

The officer pulled his 4 wet fingers out of Danielle and smelled then before licking the moisture off of them. It did indeed taste good. Danielle was amazed that Jeff had said that but fully understood how far this might go. She spoke for the first time and told the officer that it would taste better directly from the source and not off his fingers. He positioned himself behind her and squatted down. He spread her legs apart even further so that he had a clear view of everything she had to offer. He slowly let his tongue dance across her moist lips. By this time they were open and waiting for his tongue.

He quickly buried his tongue in her as deep as he could. As he pulled it out he licked up the wetness and softly bit her. She tensed a little when he did this but it felt so good to her. Jeff could tell that she was close to orgasm and the officer did too. He began to lick a little faster and sticking his tongue in a little deeper until Danielle tensed up and shot her juice all over the officers chin. Jeff smiled to himself thinking he probably should have told him that she would squirt. The officer stood up wiping his chin. She told the officer that she needed to confess that she was hiding something but his fingers and tongue would not be long enough to find it.

The next thing the officer said shocked both of them. He told them the situation had gotten out of hand and that he was calling for back up. The both looked at each other amazed. He went to his car but used his walkie-talkie. They couldn’t hear what he was saying. The officer returned and directed the two lovers to the back of the truck. He lowered the tailgate and told the two to sit. Jeff had become okay with this one guy touching his girl but he didn’t know how he would react to more then one. At this point he didn’t even have any idea how many more would show up.

The officer told Danielle that she would have to take a breathalyzer while they waited for back up. Danielle didn’t sense Jeff’s concern at this point and was still ready to play along. She slowly lowered herself to her knees and unzipped the officer’s pants and pulled out his large erect shaft. Danielle was shocked at the size but immediately placed her lips around it and began to work up and down. Even Jeff was surprised to see such a large piece of equipment. Danielle was working his shaft furiously when Jeff noticed another car pull up without lights flashing. He couldn’t make out what the officer looked like as the 1st officer’s spotlight was still pointed in their direction. He went back to watching Danielle work on the 1st officer. He glanced over at the 2nd officer’s car when he heard the door open and shut.

As the officer approached he saw a beautiful cop with long brown hair and from what he could tell very large sensuous breast. Jeff actually started to think this might be much better then he had imagined. The 2nd officer immediately took over with her verbal commands. The 2nd officer told Jeff to unbutton his shorts and to pull “it” out. As Jeff was doing this the officer unbuttoned her top and released the clasped between her 2 mountains. The officer lowered Jeff’s mouth so that he could lick her sexy nipples while she took her hand and began to work his rock hard shaft. Danielle glanced over while continuing to work on the 1st officer’s “pistol”. She didn’t know what had her more worked up, the huge monster she had in her mouth or watching her guy get worked by a sexy young female cop.

This continued for some time, Jeff sucking her beautiful nipples while she stroked him and Danielle taking in the other officer like she hadn’t had anything to eat in months. The officer sense that Jeff was about to explode so she lowered herself in front of him. She took his swollen member in her mouth and started moving up and down ferociously. Danielle started to do the same but the 1st officer slowed her down and told her he wasn’t even close to ready. A few seconds later Jeff tensed up, arched his back and shot what he was sure was the largest load ever into the waiting mouth of this very hot, very sexy officer. She swallowed it all. She stood up and as Jeff reached for her belt she stopped him and told him not yet. She went over and began to kiss Danielle who was still lowered in front of the enormous piece of meat she had been working on.

She kissed Danielle passionately to insure that she could taste what was left of her man lingering in her mouth. Danielle returned the kiss with great passion and tasted Jeff’s familiar liquid on the officer’s mouth. As Jeff stood there watching Danielle and the other officer kissed the 1st officers pistol together playing little tongue games with it. He just smiled. The 2nd officer stood up and told Jeff that it was her turn now. Jeff was thinking it was about damn time.

The officer turned Jeff around and had him facing away from her. She pulled his already unbuttoned shots to the ground. She bent Jeff over slightly and reached between his legs and rubbed his sac. This felt great and Jeff was almost ready to go again. The officer unbuckled her belt and undid her pants. As her pants fell to the ground Jeff couldn’t see what was going on but Danielle could. What she saw shocked her more then anything else that had happened all night.

Danielle could only stare and look at the erect member that was between the 2nd officer’s legs. Danielle had seen this in magazines and on the internet but never in person. As the 2nd officer pressed “herself” up against Jeff’s backside he felt it as well. Jeff didn’t know what to do. The officer leaned over and whispered into Jeff’s ear asking if he was ready. Jeff nodded. The officer slowly entered Jeff form behind. Jeff could feel the pressure building and wondered how big the officer was. Jeff was thinking how it was a little painful but also how it felt good.

The officer sensed that this was Jeff’s 1st time having this done to him so “she” started out very slowly gliding in and out gently. The more that Jeff relaxed the more the officer picked up the pace and the pressure. Danielle continued to orally pleasure the 1st officer while watching her man taking it like he had asked her too so many times. The 1st officer stood Danielle up and bent her over the tailgate of the truck in a position similar to what Jeff was. She felt the officer’s massiveness pressing on her love hole and put her hand down there to stop him.

She told him that she wanted to feel what her man was feeling. With that the officer reached between her legs and rubbed her juices on his erection for lubricant. He moved in slow but wasn’t nearly as gentle as the other officer. He put his engorged manhood all the way inside her backdoor in one long thrust. Jeff and Danielle looked at each other as the 2 officers got into a rhythm. The officers were thrusting forward at the same time and pulling back at the same time. Danielle could see that Jeff was hard again. She didn’t know if it was because of the officer that was having “her” way with him or watching the other officer ride her hard. As she watched Jeff’s member get harder and harder she felt the warmth of the officer’s juice deep insider her backdoor.

As his orgasm began he bucked harder and harder until he was dry. Shortly after he had begun to orgasm, the 2nd officer did so as well. He thrust himself deep into Jeff and just held it there while he finished. Both of the officers took a brief moment to catch their breath and then started to get dressed. Jeff still very amazed by what had happened began to get dressed. Danielle noticed that Jeff was still erect and she was still ready to go. She asked the officers if it would be okay if Jeff did her since there were there and could make sure that there were all safe. They agreed. She bent over the tailgate and Jeff placed himself behind her. He entered her kitty and couldn’t believe how wet she was. They had been dating for more then 2 years and he had never seen her aroused like this before. There were both still worked up from what the officers had done to them it wasn’t long before she could tell that Jeff was about to blow and she was ready too. Danielle pushed back hard against Jeff has he tried to get every inch inside her. The both achieved climax together while both officers watched the two.

The 1st officer told them that this was not a safe place for young lovers to park and recommended that they not park there again. Jeff and Danielle told both of the officers that they had never had a bad experience there in the past and would be more then happy to have more encounters like the one they had that night. The officers told the 2 to be careful and have a good night as they got back into their patrol cars and took off.

Erotic fantasies

2009-05-31T09:46:00.000-07:00

Sexual Fantasies

Fantasies! We all have them. We always have. When we were young, we acted them out. We took our toy soldiers and cars and dolls and whatever and submerged ourselves into our fantasy world. We weren't little kids when we played, at least not in our own minds. We were adults doing adult things: driving cars, commanding armies, having tea parties and setting up house. We weren't self conscious about it. We weren't afraid to do it. We had fun. We enjoyed ourselves. We were happy.

We got older and our fantasies changed. We were sports stars and rock stars and movies stars. We tried to dress the part and walk the walk and talk the talk. Algebra homework and cleaning our rooms weren't part of the fantasy and so we ignored them as best we could. We were cool and in charge and we ruled the world, at least in our minds. That's when sex entered our lives. It was in our reach now and felt so good and it was what we lived for. We tried to live out those fantasies as well in the back seats of our cars or the bedroom when the parents were out. And no matter how successful we were, we always wanted more.

We got older still. We finished school and married and found ourselves living a new life, a life where we thought we could do anything. It was neat to be an adult, to make our own decisions and to sleep beside someone every night. But the novelty wore off and we found that there was nothing new any more. We worried about taxes and 401k's and saving for the kids' education. We worked all day and came home tired to watch the TV all night and each day was the same. We talked about how we would retire and move to Florida and wear ugly clothes and wait to die. What fantasies we still had, we kept stashed away in our minds, letting them sneak out into our daydreams at our desks or at night, in the dark, just before sleep came.

So what happened? Why did we get this way? When did we let the joy slip away? It happened because we let go of our fantasies. We decided that we couldn't pursue them anymore. We were adults and would act like adults and put away the things of childhood. But why? Embarassment? Laziness? Some unwritten rule that says we cannot act like children and enjoy life?

You can make your life better. Follow your dreams. Give in to your fantasies. What do you want? What would make you happy, excite you, give you pleasure?

It could be something simple: write a book, take up painting, run a marathon. You could go dancing or rock climbing or take pictures of birds or flowers or whatever else catches your fancy. You can do what you want. It's your choice.

Do you want something a little spicy? Get a tattoo or a piercing. It's your body after all. If it pleases you, then why not. No one else has to know about the tattoo or the piercing either if you choose.

Want to try something new in bed? Talk to your mate. Don't say you can't. You love him. You want to spend your life with him, in good times and bad. The worse that can happen is for him to say no. Remember, your mate has fantasies too. You may like them.. The only way to find out is to talk honestly.

No mate? No problem. Want to post a picture on the internet? You don't have to show your face. Only you will know who it is. Sex with amember of the same sex? You've wondered about it, thought about it, pictured it in your mind. The experts say that almost everyone has and a lot have tried it. Don't you want to know what it is like? Don't you want to try it at least once in your life?

Think of all the things that you have ever fantasized about, all the things that have excited you, the sights and the stories that made you wish you were someone else, someone more daring, someone willing to break the rules. Think about the things that you have always wanted, the things that creep into you mind in the dark, the things that make you tingle with excitement. You can do them you know. Let go of your fears. Let go of your embarassment. Let go of other people's rules. Decide what you want, what will give you pleasure, what will excite you. And do it.

Intimate story

2009-05-27T19:37:00.000-07:00

Meeting my lover

I get there and he is outside sitting on the seat swing waiting for me.. I come round the corner and there he is, he has the biggest smile for me and he seems so relaxed sitting there, I tell him about the trouble I had getting there and he laughs, he gets up and comes straight to me and kisses me so gently pressing his body against mine.. his hardness I can feel through his jeans... mmmm

We stand there for a while just kissing softly and touching each other, looking into each others eyes.. then he holds me tight and sighs deeply.. I whisper to him that I have missed him, this so much.. He holds me tight and says I have missed your kisses and cuddles so much.

Then he leads me inside and turns off the lights and turns the tv onto the music channel and then kisses me again, I press hard against him and let him kiss me, down my neck his hands running over me and mine over him..

Then I sit down on the sofa and take off my boots and he lays me back and lies on top of me kissing me softly, he lifts up my top and kisses my tummy and down to the top of my jeans, then he looks at me holding my gaze as he undoes my jeans with one hand, I arch up to him and close my eyes.. his lips are on my skin again soft butterfly kisses..
He takes my jeans off and I lie there in my black lacy underwear, his hands caress my skin and he moans softly and runs his tongue over me... oh god that feels so good..
then he is down kissing my thighs pulling aside my panties and licking gently at my pussy.. I arch up and moan, his touch is magic.. then I feel his fingers sliding into me as his tongue lightly flicks over my clit.. gasping I moan deeply... we are almost in 69 position but he is off the sofa kneeling beside me... I reach over and undo his belt and his jeans and slide them down reveling his hard cock for me to taste... he slides into my mouth and I lick up and down his shaft.. he stops what he is doing to me and lets his head fall back and moans softly... mmmm he tastes so nice... then hes up on top of me and my panties are being taken off and hes sliding into me and thrusting hard, my body is screaming out for this and I rise up to meet his thrusts, I need this, I want him so bad.. but he is so excited he pulls out as he gets close..

He kisses his way down me again until hes spreading my legs wide and tasting my sweet juices again.. I'm moaning so loud now and he isn't letting up.. I'm getting so close to cumming... then he slides his fingers into me and rolls his tongue around my clit and that is it.. I'm crying out his name as I cum hard for him and shudder with my orgasm.. he gently licks at me while the waves sweep over me, then he cums up and holds me and kisses me.. mmm I can taste my own cum on his lips and its nice...

He looks into my eyes and smiles, I whisper that I love that so much, and he tells me that's good cause I love doing that..

He lays on top of me and we lye there contentedly for a wee while, but I cant stop kissing him and admiring his body, I tell him that he has such a sexy body.. I love his arms the shape of them, well defined theres something about them that just really turns me on.. I kiss his arms softly and run my hands down them.. then I kiss his neck gently and he leans on his arm and looks at me.. I slid my hands round behind his neck and pull him to me and kiss him gently, he smiles at me and then we are kissing hard and I reach down to his cock and its nice and hard so I slid him into me and thrust my hips up to met his.. mmmm I love how he feels inside me.. and when I'm in that mood I don't care if he came in me or not all i want is his orgasm.. he thrusts in and out harder and harder till hes about to cum then he quickly pulls out and shoots warm cum all over my tummy... mmmmm so nice as he collapses onto me and lays there.. I kiss him and hold him so close.. at that point I cant help but love him, love how he makes me feel, it cant be anything more, but at that point nothing else makes sense except that I love him, I hold back the words cause I'm sure I will say it to him one of these days in a moment of weakness... ahhh euphoria.. he lays there in my arms forever just content to be with me and I with him... I whisper to him that I want to take him home and cuddle up with him for the night.. he holds me tighter and says uhuh.. I smile..

We lay there for ages then he says Ill get you a towel, I hold him close and grin as I squirm beneath him, his cum still on my tummy.. he grins at me and kisses me.. I let him up and he comes back with a towel and wipes me off as we kiss, he says softly are you ok? I say yes I'm always ok when I get time with you... we lay down together again on the sofa and just cuddle... he smiled at me and kissed me again softly and looked into my eyes.. I sighed and held him close.

Sexual pleasure for my lover

2009-05-17T07:31:00.000-07:00

Erotic story

I waited for my lover to arrive, heart pounding and mind racing, thinking of what was to come over the next two hours or so. I heard her gentle gait and watched her walk past the window. She is the most gorgeous creature, brunette, buxom, beautiful and voluptuous. 'Skinny bitches', as we called them, 'bony bums' were definitely old hat, there is nothing like a woman who looks like a woman and feels like a woman and my lady is all woman!

We met on the stairs, she was relieved to be inside, it was always a nerve-racking affair walking to the house in broad daylight, she was always worried that someone she knows would see her. We kissed; I held her tight and whispered gently in her ear how pleased I was that she was with me, then I kissed her again. My hand wandered down her lacy top to be confronted by two beautiful breasts, I squeezed them gently and felt her nipples rise to my touch. I unbuttoned her top, with some difficulty as my hands were shaking at the thought of those mountains of pleasure that lay beneath; to reveal her breasts encased in silky pink bra. I didn't undo it, or pop her breasts out; I was saving that delight for later. She stood up, I sat on the stairs, my hands wondered up the inside of her lusty thighs, running over the top of nylon I was suddenly confronted by the feel of naked flesh, it took me by surprise for it was unusual for my love to wear a skirt, but stockings too.... I stroked those lovely thighs, my hand brushing against her pants, which I soon removed. I didn't want to touch her pussy just yet, I knew it would already be wet and swollen...it always was, again I wanted that pleasure for later. I asked her to kneel down two steps up from me, a request which she was happy to comply with. I lifted her skirt, always a sexy deed, to reveal the most beautifully shaped, moon like, creamy olive skinned arse one was ever likely to see. I stroked it, caressed it and kissed it, I could have done that all night but time was limited. I parted her cheeks to see that tight special place reserved only for those who know its special pleasures and we knew them!

I marvelled at it, ran my tongue around the rim, encountered a few wispy hairs which seem to heighten the pleasure for both us. Moans of delight escaped from my lady's lips, she certainly loved that spot, as I did. My tongue began to probe more deeply and for longer. It was time to move upstairs, it was more comfortable, a more relaxed place to continue our lovemaking.

The room was warm, gently lit with a scented candle and the natural evening light flooded in from the half-covered window. She sat on the sofa, I kissed her, removed her top, her silky bra, then put her lacy top back on, unbuttoned but hanging over her breasts which swayed like 'full blown yellow Gloire de Dijon roses'. We moved to the bed where the last vestiges of our clothing were removed. I kissed my love, moving down her body, kissing every inch of her soft skin, down to those gorgeous breasts, nipping and kissing both erect, pink nipples in turn, kneading and massaging her breasts.

Moving further down to her soft, womanly belly and then Nirvana! I encountered her shaven, smooth, swollen pussy which looked like a ripe peach and was dripping with her juices. I teased her by not touching it; I kissed all around it, licked her thighs and ran my tongue in those soft folds of skin to the sides of her pussy lips. "You're teasing me, she murmured, and she was right I was. I wanted to increase the tension, her expectations and, selfishly, my pleasure. I was erect and ready for her. I wanted her desperately! I ran my tongue from the bottom to the top of her pussy, felt her body shudder and I tasted her flooding juices, nectar!

My tongue reached her erect clit, I massaged it gently, her arse jiggled in delight, louder moans escaped from her kissy lips. I stayed there for a few minutes before rising, my face wet with her juices, I came up and kissed her hard, my tongue seeking out hers, she kissed me, tasting her own juices, licking them from my face. My dick searched out her wet pussy and slid effortlessly inside causing both of us to gasp in pleasure. I pushed hard, pulled back then pushed harder and deeper, I slipped a finger into her tight bottom and pushed.

Deeper moans came from my lovers lips, "I love it" she said, "I can't get enough of it". This just made me want to fuck her longer and harder, I placed her legs over the crook of my arms to enable my modest member to penetrate deeper, this pleased her enormously. I looked at her beautiful face, her eyes were half closed, she was looking great. I shafted her until she came, suddenly, even violently, shaking and crying out, We thought people in the street below could hear us but right at that moment I didn't care. I could feel my juices rising, ready to escape, I pulled out and shot my warm, creamy liquid over her belly shouting "Oh God".

She rubbed it enthusiastically into her breasts, she lifted her fingers to her mouth and greedily sucked them, tasting my cum. We collapsed in a heap, exhausted, she put her arm over me and we lay snug and warm. A few minutes went by and my dick started to rise, I oiled my hands and began stroking my lady's soft skin, running my hand over the cheeks of her arse and ran a finger between them coming across her beautiful tight spot, gently, I ran my finger around it then, suddenly and without warning, pushed it inside, she gasped with pleasure, "you're teasing me again," she said, "me?" I said in mock surprise, and with that she jumped on me Kissing me she moved down my chest, almost ripping the hairs out in a desperate, and successful, attempt to reach my erect dick, she took hold of it, licked it, moved down my shaft, located my aching balls with her tongue and licked them.

This time it was me with my eyes closed and moaning. She licked that sensitive spot between my balls and my arse which made me squirm with pleasure, still with a firm hold of my dick! I remember her looking up at me with her ocean blue eyes, her face beautifully framed by her long brown hair. I was gone or so I thought but then I felt her lips close around my engorged, purple helmet I really was in erotic heaven. She sucked me until I was near to exploding, but I didn't want that, I wanted my woman. "Fuck me, please fuck me" I cried, she sat astride me and to my delight, guided my dick, not into her dripping pussy, but into her well oiled, tight, special place, her body arched as she sat right down on me taking my full length inside her, she rode me for a minute or so, I was gone, my dick inside her tight, silky smooth channel, my head to another place! I wanted to shaft her, I rolled her over, managed to plant my left foot on the ground and supporting her thigh with my left arm started to pump my darlings tight hole as rhythmically as I could drawing moans of delight from her lips, what a sight it was, my dick embedded in her tight hole and her pussy shaven, smooth and dripping.

To be truthful I barely lasted two minutes before I pumped my sperm inside her. We had barely recovered when my loves mobile rang, it was L, a mutual friend, she was having a bad day. I lay there as the girls chatted, my lady was on her back, after a while and after a lot of, "No, he didn't, did he?" and "Get out of here," I was becoming restless, time for lovers is always precious so I began nuzzling into my girl, kissing her arm, then her thigh and worked myself back up to her smooth, still wet and swollen, pussy. I managed to get myself between those lusty thighs, my hands supporting the cheeks of her arse, pushing her up to my mouth. I began kissing and licking her delightful pussy. Running my tongue between her lips, occasionally passing it over her clit drawing quiet gasps and the occasional shudder from her, she couldn't stand it any longer and turned onto her front to escape my, not unwanted, attentions and continued talking, trying to be supportive to our friend.

I carried on caressing her back and the cheeks of her arse, I slipped a finger into her bottom just as the call ended, she told me I was a naughty boy, to which I pulled her up by her hips, parted her peachy cheeks and slipped my dick into her bottom, already lubricated with my juices, I pulled her towards me and pushed at the same time, this time almost animal like sounds came from her, grunts and groans of passion and desire. I wasn't much better, groaning and moaning, I watched my dick slipping in and out of that special place, what an erotic site and framed by the fantastic cheeks of her arse too! I shafted her like a man possessed, both of us moaning, almost shouting with pleasure, I pulled her close, had a long, shuddering orgasm and pumped my load inside her. We collapsed, my dick still inside my baby, we lay there for a while, recovering and just appreciating the moment. I withdrew, oiled my hands and finished my darling off with a relaxing massage. Eventually we dressed and said our goodbyes until the next time. I remember leaving separately, walking on opposite sides of the road towards our cars. I was looking at her; she walked so sexily and looked so beautiful. She was smiling and I was thinking what a very lucky man I am to have someone so gorgeous to share those special moments with.

Sensual touching

2009-05-17T07:05:00.000-07:00

sensual love making story

The phone rings at three o'clock in the morning. I sit up and for a moment wondering if it is my alarm ringing. Then my scattered attention shifts to the phone.

Of course. It must be Julian.

"Hello?" I croak into the phone.

"Darling! Are you ready? I have something for you….How does St. Thomas sound? Can you come?"

Julian is British and even his voice is sexy. I smile into the phone. "St. Thomas?"

Outside my window, snow covers the ground. It is February, cold, gray interminable February. St. Thomas it is. "Julian, I don't have a thing to wear," I protest rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

He laughs, "Darling, this is ME! What makes you think you'll be wearing anything?"
Who could resist that? Certainly not me. I slide through the phone wires, the world dissolving gray and fuzzy around me, until I am suddenly solid again, standing in his room at the hotel.

The room is gorgeous. It is a second story room, large and airy, with a balcony that looks right onto the iridescent, peacock blue water of the Caribbean. The white sand beach sparkles and the air shimmers outside on the balcony, in that magical ambiance of the tropics. The room is furnished in an expensive colonial fashion, the huge wicker canopy bed is draped in mosquito netting. Red Mexican tiles grace the floor and the room has an adjoining bathroom bigger than my whole bedroom at home. Julian never does anything by halves, bless him. He looks me over, his eyes taking in my sleep tousled hair, the bags under my eyes and my pasty, winter skin.

"Coffee? Or a tub? How about both at once?" His hand moves to the phone and room service is on its way before my toes hit the hot water of the tub. I might looks like a rag, but Julian does not. He looks as fresh and welcome as a strawberry dakeri on a hot day. He is tall and has the slim, sleek build of a swimmer.

His expensive clothes hang wonderfully on him, a linen shirt, khaki pants and a gold chain with the image of kokopelli hangs over his tan chest. I have always admired his high check bones, almost delicate temple and his shapely chin, but I like best his mobile, sensitive mouth. So ready to smile and so expert at kissing. Topping it all off are his attentive blue eyes whose focus never leaves me for very long. He looks like an amiable, well-healed version of the god Pan.

After my ablutions are complete, Julian meets me in the doorway of the bathroom, a huge white towel ready and a familiar twinkle in his eye as he rakes his gaze over my naked body. There is that wry, one cornered smile, that admiring lift of the eyebrow. He holds out the towel and wraps me in an embrace and a deep, tongue filled kiss. As anxious as I am to explore the island, I resign myself with a happy sigh to the fact that we will not be leaving the hotel room any time soon. Making love to Julian is always an adventure. One never knows what will come next, which is part of his delight. It really is a daylong event. Or perhaps a serious of interconnected events that all merge together.

We begin by standing out on the balcony drinking coffee. I am wrapped in the thick white hotel robe, and Julian brushes out my short hair for me. I smile up at him and he leans down and kisses me again. The first flush of passion creeps into the kiss and before long, we are in each other's arms. I am pressed up against the stucco wall of the balcony, his weight pushing me into he wall, his hand under the robe on my breast, thumbing my nipple to life. Julian nibbles on my lower lip, begging for entry. I open my mouth to him, sighing as he slips his tongue inside. I can feel his cock, hard now, through the fine fabric of his pants. My hands run down his chest, opening the linen shirt, unzipping his trousers and coaxing his pulsing shaft from inside his pants. His fingers are between my legs now, easing them apart, teasing my lips, opening me up. I am glad the wall is supporting me or I would surely fall, my knees buckling with the pleasure of him. His fingers find their way to my clit as his kiss deepens, I feel like he is sucking the air right out of my lungs, I am so weak.

Then I am bending over the rail of the balcony, taking in the scene below me. People are strolling on the beach in front of the hotel and boats dot the water. I can see the green and purple shadow of the coral reef curving off through the bay. And I can feel Julian's hard cock poised at the entrance to my pussy. He is standing behind me, his hands on my waist, pushing the bathrobe out the way. Looking over my shoulder briefly, I see that his shirt is open, his fly undone enough to free his cock. He looks good enough to eat, his pulse beating hard at the base of his throat, the gold kokopelli sparklingly on his sculpted chest.

But before I can follow that thought into action, he slides into me with a smooth thrust. His cock is wonderful, long and thick at the base with a nice upwards curve to it. He moves in slowly at first, allowing me time to adjust to the feeling of him inside me. I groan and bite my lip, gripping the rail with two hands, taking very deep breaths. My job is not to cum. Not yet! The game is only beginning.

Julian stands there, hands on his hips, cock thrust up me to the hilt, while he gazes at the million-dollar view, looking like a king serenely contemplating his realm. We end up on the wicker chaise lounge on the balcony, both naked and sweat covered by now. Julian is laying on his back while I ride him, loving the feeling of the sun on my shoulders and the fullness of his cock in me. I still haven't cum yet and neither has he. On the balcony next to us, a woman comes out and smokes a cigarette, looking at the view. She turns around and walks by us, but never glances our way. I'd that swear Julian exerts a magic force field around us that ensures privacy in even the most public venues. To my knowledge it is effective on limo drivers, airplane stewardesses, and people in movie theatres.

My hands move on his chest and he cups my breast in one hand. It has been a long time for me and I feel that coiling in my gut, my bottom tingles, the energy in my body pools, like liquid fire to my groin. I can't help it, I pick up the pace now, riding Julian hard and fast until my nails make marks on his chest and I am grinding down on him wildly.

My orgasm hits me like a brick wall and I surrender happily to it, feeling the waves of pleasure wash over me. It's always a delight losing this game to Julian, but he it not so far behind me this time and grabs my waist, thrusting me down on top of him until I can feel his cock jump and twitch inside of me and he cries out, hoarse and triumphant. It is sometime later, after a nap, more coffee and more kissing. We are sitting in the hotel's beautiful courtyard restaurant having a meal. Is it lunch or breakfast? Life with Julian has no time. There is only time to eat, time to sleep and time to make love.

It's a lovely spot, the garden restaurant with lush plants growing just a few feet from the white sand beach. The view is peerless, the food wonderful. A true Julian moment. After the meal, while we are happily waiting for the waiter to bring us another round of drinks, I suddenly want him again. We have talked about everything. Julian is a wonderful listener and full of stories too. I love to just watch him. The sea breeze lifts his light brown hair from his brow. He is sitting perfectly still, a contented smile on his face and although he is not moving, there is a shimmering energy inside him, just under the surface.

My hand falls to his thigh and I stroke him lightly, watching his reaction as my hand moves closer to his cock. He smiles at me, face still serene, but radiates pleasure like a cat being petted. His cock jumps under my fingers when I brush by it. With my one hand, I deftly unzip his trousers and free his trapped cock. It springs up under the table, standing at full attention now. Good thing there is a long, full tablecloth on the table! I stroke Julian one handed while around us, people eat and drink and walk by the beach.

His face takes on a far away concentrated look. You would think he was contemplating his stock portfolio, or the best way to tack a sailboat around the bay. And then with the slightest perceptible shudder and a hint of a smile, he pumps himself into my hand. I capture it all in my palm and lifting my hand to my mouth, suck it all in and swallow it whole, like eating an oyster on the half shell. I am rewarded with a long deep kiss there at the table, Julian looks deeply into my eyes and runs a loving finger across my check bone.

Now it his turn to torment me. He gets his revenge in the taxicab on the way to the beach. We are going to a famous beach on the island, and we have our beach bags packed with a nice pick nick lunch, courtesy of the hotel kitchen. Julian's hand slides along my bare thigh, slipping under the short hem of my island sundress. He is sitting very close to me, one hand around my shoulder the other one, fingering my clit as he prattles on about something. I let his voice wash over me, watch the incredible scenery flash by me, and feel his cool fingers circling my clit, so softly. One finger eases my lips apart and his thumb stays on my clit while a delicate finger slowly, sweetly eases into me. It is such torture! I want him to fuck me so badly by the time we get the beach, but I get out of the cab with as much dignity as I can, my legs trembling as my feet hit the sand of the parking lot.

Soon we are ensconced in beach chairs, a waiter has been dispatched for cool drinks and Julian is rubbing sun tan lotion all over me. He starts at my toes, squirting some lotion into his palms and coats each toe, paying lots of attention to the spaces between my toes. It takes him about half an hour to cover my body with lotion and it is massage worthy of the best island masseuse.

Then it my turn to do him. It feels so good to run my fingers through his muscles, to feel his soft skin, like a layer of silk covering the hard muscle underneath and he groans satisfactorily has I rub him, letting me know how much he is enjoying it. It's a lovely day. We snorkel the reef, doze in the sun and then unpack our pick nick basket. Julian is perfect company. Always ready to talk about anything, and yet we can hold long,
comfortable silences between us. And somehow we are still groping and kissing each other, teasing each other all through the day until with the westering sun in our eyes, Julian says to me, "Come on, let's take a walk, I can't wait another minute to fuck you."

We walk for a while down the sandy beach, hand in hand, until we come to a beach restaurant. Julian walk around the back, pulling me along until we come to a series of changing rooms. He is on me as soon as the door bangs behind us, leaning me up against the wall, dropping his bathing suit to the floor. We don't need any foreplay, the whole day has been foreplay and I have been wet for him for hours. He stands close in front of me and lifts up my leg under my knee. Then hastily pushing aside the crotch of my bikini, he thrusts into me.

There is nothing gentle here, no tender endearments whispered, just a powerful need for release. My passion flares up suddenly and I grip his shoulders hanging on for dear life as he slams into me, breathing heavily in my ear, growling, his back rigid, his butt muscles tight as he thrusts. He gets the rhythm just right and I am transfixed by the proper English gent's transformation into a growling animal. He cums first this time, biting my lip in our kiss and slamming me hard up against the wall. But he keeps right on thrusting until just a minute later the dam in me bursts somewhere, my guts twist and I have to bite his shoulder to keep from screaming. My legs are so weak I am glad he is still pining me to the wall with his cock or I would surely fall. "Come on, darling. Let's pack up and go back to the hotel. I want to do that again, this time in a bed."

But of course, first there is dinner and a bottle of red wine and hours of dancing to the intoxicating music of the Caribbean. When finally we make it to the bedroom, Julian stands in front of me, his hand on the back of my head. He grasps my hair and gently pulls my head back to meet his kiss. It is commanding and deep.

Julian is in charge this time and will take his pleasure from my body, giving it back to me in full measure. He is slow, in no hurry at all, undressing me carefully, never taking his eyes from me. I sit on the edge of the bed as he spreads my legs open wide and eats me slowly, his tongue circling my clit, a finger stealing inside me. He takes a plenty of time, investigating all of me, until my hips circle and I am begging and pulling on him. The moon rises over the bay outside and fills the bed with moonlight. Julian stands up, looking magnificent naked and I take his cock in my mouth, sucking it all the way in, savoring it while he thrusts gently into my mouth, his face locked into a smile of blissful concentration. Julian presses me back onto the bed and slides up the length of me, hissing a little as he enters me. And then it is long, full strokes, the sweat on our bodies pools between my breasts. He thrusts faster until we are slamming into each other, our bodies on a crash course towards ecstasy. My orgasm rips through me, starting down around my toes, back arched, hands grabbing the sheets of the bed with so much tension that I get a cramp in the back of my leg, and then the world turns upside down and my release washes over me. Julian pumps wildly, thrashing on top of me and then becomes quite still as he gives his orgasm his full attention, savoring it. As we drift off to sleep, holding each other, I know I will wake back up in my own cold bed, quite alone, far from the heat and passion of the Caribbean and the happy, lovely, treasured Spirit of Adventure. The only souvenirs I bring back with me are sore muscles, a contented, well-used body, pumped full of endorphins and the slightest hint of a tan

First sign of falling in love (erotic sex story)

2009-05-15T05:13:00.000-07:00

What the tarot cards say about falling in love

Madeline hastily put down the romance novel she was reading as the tent flap opened. The silhouette of a man appeared briefly, reflected dark against the white glare of the sun outside. The flap fell and the man stepped into the tent. Madeline had a good long minute to observe him, while he stood there blinking, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the dim interior of her fortune teller's tent. She settled the sparkling veil over her hair, adjusted the heavy peasant skirt she wore and said in her stage voice, "Welcome to your future. Mistress Madeline bids you to sit." Her customer was a young man, tall and lanky with clean but uncombed black hair that curled around his shoulders. His eyes were piercingly blue. There was an edge of world-weariness to him. There was some pain in those blue eyes, but also a spark. He was wearing a leather jacket, despite the heat and tight blue jeans with holes in the knees. He was very handsome. Roguish. Trouble. The many silver bangles on her delicate wrists tinkled as she waved a hand at the empty chair across the round table. Incense wafted around her and the soft, New Age music added to the ambiance of the tent. The man looked her over rather thoroughly before sitting down, taking in the masses of dark hair that peaked out from under her gypsy scarf. She knew he was seeing her black eyes, olive skin and her full pouty lips. Her gaze dropped to her deck of cards under his scrutiny. "How may I serve you?" Madeline asked in her throaty voice. 'Would you like to sample the mysteries of the cards today?" She motioned down at the faded deck of tarot cards, tapping them lightly with her long red fingernails. He didn’t speak, but merely nodded. "Very well, " she picked up the deck and shuffled through it, taking a moment to compose herself while she glanced through her eyelashes at the man sitting in front of her.

There was something about him… Reading the cards came as naturally as breathing to her. She was Romani, what uncivilized people called a Gypsy and she had learned the art of fortune telling at her grandmother's knee. She read the cards for a living in the summer between semesters at the University. It was fun, she made a lot of money and she liked to think she made people happy by giving them some hope. It was hard when the cards showed trouble ahead as they often did, but she always tried to put an uplifting spin on her readings. The clients came back if you did it that way, her grandmother had taught her. Madeline shifted her attention back to the cards and laid them in the traditional spread, the one her family had been using for years.

The cards laid out before her told a story she could barely believe. Her eyebrows raised and she stared at him in wonder. Madeleine looked back down at the cards and the vision swept over her. She saw this man, naked, standing over her, his beautiful and erect cock standing at attention. She saw herself on the floor of the tent, legs open wide, hands on her pussy rubbing herself, and she was begging him to fuck her. She could hear her own voice ringing in her ears, "Oh God, please just do it. Please fuck me right now, I can't wait anymore…" In her vision he lowered himself over her and then the vision faded and she was back in the present. Staring at him, her heart pounding, the heat already beginning to pool in her groin. She cleared her throat and fought for something to say. "Are you alright?" he asked her, concerned. "I… I'm fine. I had a vision… It's just a little hot in here…" She trailed off. "It really is a little hot in here. Can I take off my jacket?" he asked politely and did so, exposing a black tee shirt with the sleeves cut off. He had several tattoos, including a very handsome tribal armband on one bicep and a huge wolf that slinked across the other forearm. His voice was nice, smooth and deep toned. She looked at the cards and saw the truth about him. "You are a singer. A musician. Yes?" He nodded. "What's your name?" She asked. "Can't you tell from the cards?" he smiled back at her. It was a very nice smile. She closed her eyes for a moment and concentrated. His name appeared before her spirit eye, written in letters of fire. "Your name is John," she said, watching his face. "Wow! How did you guess?" People always asked her that. She had a pat answer and it rolled off her tongue. "I didn’t guess. The cards reveal everything." They would never believe the truth, that she had the Sight. "What else do they show?"

He looked right into her eyes. And there it was. The spark. She could feel it dancing between them like heat lightening. She wanted him and knew that he wanted her too. She reached across the table and took his hand in hers. Madeline turned his palm over and cradled it in hers, drawing one long red fingernail up his palm. John shivered. "You are very passionate," she said "but be careful, your passions could ensnare you." Her fingers trailed all over his palm and then traveled slowly up his wrist to a sensitive spot on the underside of his forearm. "You read me very well." He reached across the table to take her chin in his hand.

Their eyes met. "Can you tell what I am thinking now?" The vision came to Madeline again. The sight of her kneeling in front of him, taking his cock into her mouth overwhelmed her and her pussy started to throb. In her vision she was licking and sucking him, cupping his balls in her other hand. Then she opened her eyes and was greeted by his knowing smile. He came around to her side of the table and taking her hands, pulled her to her feet. He gazed briefly into her eyes before kissing her. It was a deep, open-mouthed kiss that seared her. She leaned into it, opening to him, letting his tongue slide into her mouth. He tasted so good. She liked the way he smelled. His hand strayed to her hair and pulled off the veil that covered it. John ran a hand through her long, springy curls.

His hand moved to her ample breast, cupping it through the thin cotton of her shirt. He pushed her back up against the table and she leaned against it, his thigh went between her legs and she pushed her pelvis into it. Madeline's hand crawled along his bicep, tracing the lines of the wolf. She had another vision. It swept over her like a wave and left her limp for a moment in his arms. In the vision they huddled together in a primitive tent. Out side the wind howled and screamed. Inside, near the small fire, they were safe and warm. They were naked but bore the marks of a tribe, the tribe of the wolf clan, she knew.

She was bent on all fours, ass in the air, matted hair over her head. He was behind her, his thick cock poised at her entrance. She whined like an animal, conveying her need and he thrust in, pounding into her and growling while she writhed and screamed as loud as the wind outside. Their climaxes rocked them, tumbled them as roughly as an earthquake. And then she was back huddled in his arms. She had only been gone a second. "Are you ok?" John asked, concern marking his voice tender. "Yes… I'm fine. I had a vision. We were wolves people and we were fucking like mad…" She blurted it out before she had time to think.

He smiled and propped her up on the table so that she was sitting on it. "You must think I'm crazy," she smiled a little hesitantly hoping that he didn't. "No. Not at all, it sounds hot." Want to try it? said his eyes. Madeline's hand slide under his shirt, she was eager to feel the warmth and texture of his skin. Her hand tingled at the contact and she pressed her palms into his pecs, kneading them. John shrugged out of his shirt and her hands played all over his chest, running through the fine black hair there. "So we have known each other before?" he asked wryly. "I thought you looked familiar when I saw you here yesterday, walking home. So I came back today. I wanted to see you again," he confessed. He seemed completely at ease with the fact that she was having visions.

In fact it was turning him on. Madeline relaxed. And then they were kissing again, his hands in her hair, and under her shirt now, finding the nipples under her bra. He lifted her blouse overhead quickly as though he hated to break the kiss for even that long. One deft flick of his wrist rid Madeline of her bra too. He held her huge breasts in his palms and then bent down to suck one, playing his tongue all around the areola and then flicking it over her nipple. Madeleine arched her back and gasped as he sucked her nipple, feeling the fall of her own hair down her naked back. She was still sitting on the table, John was standing between her open legs. The heat between them was palpable. His hand stole under her long skirt, and seemed delighted to find she was bare legged under it.

The feeling of his palm on her thigh was indescribable. He reached up higher and touched her core. The vision flashed over her like fire. She was a whore dressed in some frivolous bit of Victorian frippery. All lace, garters and crotchless bloomers. He was naked and tied to post in the brothel and she was whipping him. Her clit red and swollen with desire protruding out from the bloomers. His hard shaft throbbed every time her cat o' nine tails reddened his buttocks. Them he was begging her and finally she walked over and mounted him. They thrust together standing face to face, her leg wrapped around his waist.

He groaned with each thrust, his face contorted in ecstasy until they exploded together. And she was back, panting this time, hips moving on the table, her own hand down her panties, so hot had she been in the vision. She recounted it to him this time, slowly, opening the top of his jeans and sliding her hand in to take his cock. It was rock hard and thick and he groaned as she grasped it. She couldn't wait anymore, she had to taste it. Madeline jumped down from the table and wrenched his jeans open, not even bothering to take them off, she just took his cock and slid her mouth around it. Feeling if fill her, running her tongue along the underside and then pulling back to the tip. She circled the tip with her tongue a few times and then sucked his cock all the way in her mouth.

Her free hand went to his balls and she held them, caressing them lightly. He had one hand on the back of her head, the other reached for her breast, his hips moving in circles. Suddenly he pulled away, bringing himself back from the brink. John stepped out of his jeans and advanced on her, a wild look in his eye, for all the world like the wolf on this tattoo. They went down on the soft oriental carpet that lined the floor of Madeline's tent. John pulled the skirt and panties from her in one deft move. Then he stopped, taking a moment to look at her, lying there, her black hair spread across the floor like a fan.

She had long legs and generous womanly hips. Her waist was a narrow, breast perfectly curved and ample. The dark hair between her legs pointed the way like an arrow. Madeline could see something like wonder on his face. "You are beautiful," he whispered hoarsely. The he was on her, crushing her with his weight, kissing her neck and then her breasts. One hand reached down and opened her, she felt the wet folds part and he touched her clit, which was crying for stimulation. She moaned and bit his shoulder, grinding her pelvis into his hand. It wasn't enough. He understood. Then his mouth was on her, tongue sliding through all the folds of skin and finding her clit, working it with his tongue and lips until her hips thrashed under the assault.

The last vision hit her like a brick. The were in the back seat of a car, an old, long and lean one, with a huge leather bench in the back. Her flapper dress was pooled around her thighs, his fancy dress suit was open and his cock hung out his of pants. They were fucking in the back of a car, she was sitting on his lap, and he was holding her waist as he thrust up and in her…. She opened her eyes and he was standing above her, his beautiful and erect cock standing at attention. She could hear her own voice ringing in her ears, "Oh God, please just do it. Please fuck me right now, I can't wait anymore…" And then he was in her. The feeling of him piercing her was like a shock, she was so close to the edge that all she could do was hold onto him, legs wrapped around his waist, arms around his neck while he thrust into her, faster and faster until she was screaming and he was howling like a wolf. And then she came, lights bursting behind her eyes, a hundred images of them together fusing into this one moment. His tightened muscles and growls told her that he too was finding his release and she held onto him for dear life. After they lay panting and holding each other, stilling their breaths, calming their heartbeats, John said to her, "I hope this means we'll be seeing each other again?" She smiled and said. "Yes. Quite a lot. The cards reveal everything."

Vaginal pleasures and making love

2009-05-15T04:54:00.000-07:00

Soft warm wet tight vagina suddenly plunges down on his throbbing cock

Settling back on top of the bed. Laying next to each other side ways he moves some of her soft hair that slipped down her cheek. The tender emotions plainly there for him to see. She caresses his face and says that she has dreamed about doing that so many times. Leaning in closer, his sweet manly scent floats into her senses and burns into her memory. She wants to remember every second with him. Each little feature about him. The way his eyes sparkles in the low light of the room. The feel of his hands as their traveling over her body. The warm soft deep chuckle when she touches a ticklish spot on his back. To finally be there with him still doesn't seem real until he whispers her name and feels his lips once again on her's. The smooth silky touch of his darting tongue sends sensations running ramped threw out her already heighten body. Small pleasurable moan fill the air in there hide way. The kissing begins to heat up the two lovers, desperate to make there stolen time a precious, sweet, erotic connecting adventure fulfilled. She rolls on top of him and feels his hands guiding her hips to settle over his excited hard cock. He takes his fingers and begins to tease her hot blooded swollen vagina lips. His pleasure expands when he finds her clit aching, hot, ready. Soft warm wet tight vagina suddenly plunges down on his throbbing cock making him moan out YEssssss Babyyyyyyy...Throwing her head back, whipping her long black hair, clamping down tight on his cock her begins to move slowly. His hands need to cup and tease her big nippled breast....Omg Baby yesssssss she moans loudly as she feels his hands there. Her pleasures already taking her higher and higher. The 1st orgasm she can't control and comes in waves. Driving harder now she moves back and forth rubbing her clit on his wet pubic hairs. His balls feel a soft hands reaching back and caressing them.. He feels her lips sucking his nipples.She is cumming again before her knows it and drives in harder and deeper into her hot vagina.Leaning over him now her hair is like a blanket hiding them from the outside world. Her breast rubbing against his, her lips and tongue sucking and licking his. She wraps her legs under his, pushes off him and wildly reins in the most explosive orgasm she has every felt in her life. He soon follows as she clamps down and strokes his hard cock in her tight orgasmic pussy. The hot juicy cum oozes out in a stream of sweet pleasure and drops her over the sexual fulfillment edge. Lips meets, hearts touch, souls connect........You've just became mine totally in that moment....I've became your's....

Wet dreams

2009-05-15T04:43:00.000-07:00

Wet and wild dream about making love

The lover

As I lay me down to sleep I cannot help but think of you, my love. I feel stirrings within me, but I suppress them.A gentle smile glows across my face as I snuggle deeply into my pillow and allow dream's sweet embrace to pull me into her arms.In my dream world I feel my lover's hands reaching across the bed to encircle my waist. He presses his body up against mine. His hands begin to wander around my navel, never quite settling, I can feel his need for me pressing into my backside.He slides his hand beneath my nightgown begins to tease my nipples...I moan, then gasp as he pinches and pulls the nipples.I awaken, aroused, feeling his hands on me as he traces with his finger down the between my breasts, circles my bellybutton then stops just before the waistband of my panties.My hands are his and I follow every movement of my dream lover.He slides his finger to the side pressing just enough to slip it under the waistband, stopping at my hip, then slides his hand in.Effortlessly my panties slide off. He leans over kissing my hip, flicking it with his tongue, then tenderly kisses my scars.He kisses my mound, cupping my pussy in his hand then squeezing, allowing a finger to just barely penetrate past the outer lips.A shudder runs through my body, my breathing quickens, a hot, moist fire ignites within me.Fumbling in the night table drawer I pull out my pocket rocket, determined to diffuse this fire as quickly and quietly as possible.With a twist, the toy comes to life. "Oh my god! Too loud." Quickly I shut it off and twist it open to push the motor housing back in hard.Carefully I turn the toy back on. It purrs quietly, promising me pleasure, sweet release, ecstasy.I hear my dream lover chuckle at me, playfully nibbling at my hips, keeping the fire alive.He moves to the foot of the bed, pulling my legs onto his lap, parting my legs, my ankles against his hips.I caress the opening over my clit with the toy.

The vibrations sink past my lips heightening the liquid fire I feel within."Don't cum too quickly Tee. I want to see you tease yourself," he whispers.I groan as I hold back my excitement.I stroke the toy up and down my furred lips. Delicious tingles run up my spine as I imagine I see my lover licking his lips, savoring the sight of my squirming with the need to go deeper.I arch my back, a quiet moan escapes, my ears become sensitized to every sound in the house, inwardly I hope I don't wake either child in my excitement.I long to squeeze my legs tightly around the toy, to press it in past the lips onto my very erect clitoris, to cover it in the hot wet juices that are gathering in my pussy.I'm gasping now, with a tortured moan I give in and press it into my moist opening then pull it up over my clit.

My dream lover slides a finger up my thigh then tickles my moist lips as I gently press the vibrator onto my clit.First one finger then two...parting my lips but never entering...driving me mad with desire...I long to feel his lips...his tongue...his fingers...his cock...anything to open me up...to drive deeply within me.I whimper, grinding my clit hard into the toy, hoping to catch him off guard and get his fingers to penetrate me.He leans over and urges me to turn onto my tummy but not to stop using the toy, his hands on my hips.My face buried in the mattress to muffle my noises of pleasure I pump my hips against the toy...

I feel his hands begin to explore my ass.I feel him firmly grasp my hips to stop my movement. "Don't stop pleasing your clit baby," he purrs, as his lips begin to explore me from behind.I bite the pillow; my muscles constricting to delay cuming. Still I stroke the toy across my clit, first lightly then hard then lightly again.I cannot stay on my tummy for long, I fall onto my side, squeezing my legs together, squeezing the toy and grinding hard into it.I turn onto my back again, pressing my hips up into the air...arching my back again...I part my lips and press down on either side of my clit to bring it out completely.My dream lover runs his tongue from my moist slit up and over my fully erect clit...a loud gasp escapes my lips...it seems to ring out loudly...echoing for an eternity.I suppress any other noises, locking my legs tightly around the vibrating toy and listen to be sure I didn't wake anyone.Earth shaking shudders erupt from my loins as I hold tightly onto my passion..."Cum for me baby...let it go!"I melt...I feel his finger slide over my moist opening again...then in.

A hot gush of fluid squirts over his hand.I slide the toy further down and another wave of heat rushes over me. I can't let it end yet...I pull the wetness up over my clit again and again.Mad with ecstasy I feel another gush, and another. "Stop Tee! Save some for me!" My lover whispers urgently, caresses my hips and gentling the spasms coursing through my body.With a twist I kill the intense vibrations numbing my clit. My breathing evens out.A shuddering sigh escapes my lips. My dream lover slides in beside me, nuzzling beneath my ear and whispering sweet nothings as he removes the spent toy from my limp fingers and drops it back into the drawer.I cuddle deeper within his arms, a contented smile on my face."Soon my love...you'll be more than just a dream to me..."

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Sensual seduction

2009-05-15T04:30:00.000-07:00

A sensuous and seductive love story

Awakened from a nightmare. Pulse racing, sheets wet from perspiration. I walk the bedroom floor, pacing back and forth again and again. Telling myself "It was only a dream", yet knowing it was all too real to be just a dream. I was alone, lost in the airport. Don't know how I got there. Or where I had been. Bags in my hands walking to each desk to ask for help, but each clerk was busy, and said to go to the next counter I had no ticket, no where to go. It seemed like hours had passed. Growing weary of the walking and waiting.I sat down to check my purse for a ticket, a note, anything that would tell me what was happening. After rifling through my purse and finding nothing but the usual lipstick, credit card, id and change, I felt afraid. Pulling my purse close to my chest, I wrapped my arms around it and began to rock slowly back and forth trying to remember. Tears began to stream down my face. I pulled a tissue out of my pocket to dry my eyes. Out fell a paper with a phone number on it. A number I did not recognize. After counting out my change I made my way to a pay phone.Dialed the number and I heard your voice, saying, "Why did you leave? Where are you?" I hung up the phone. Memories flooded my brain. The world seemed to spin around me. Too much information too fast. I felt my knees buckle and then nothing. Minutes seemed like hours I awakened in a fog. People all around looking down at me. Then I saw you kneeling next to me. Wiping my face with a cold washcloth.I don't know you but you seem like a kind man. You help me up to a chair and offer me water. As I drink I look around as the onlookers slowly dissipate into the crowd. Embarrassed, yet curious as to what happened to me. Maybe I will never know.You sit with me for awhile like a sentinel. Looking about and watching over me. "Do I look that vulnerable?" I thought. We make small talk, say our names, discuss the weather, the city, sports... I am at a loss for words, starring at my shoes most of the time. You ask if I need a ride home. I deny the need for any assist. You say your goodbyes and walk away. I sit there alone, not knowing where to go. A strange city, here to meet a man, and we had a fight. Remnants of past conversations flash in my head from time to time.I sit alone in the airport lobby. Two hours go by and I haven't shifted in my seat. I was lost in thought, but don't recall what about. I look up to see you standing in front of me.

"You don't have anywhere to go do you?" I meekly replied, "No".
You offered me a taxi, a bus ticket, even a plane ticket, but they were all refused. I felt so lost and alone. You offered to cook dinner and allow me to "crash" at your house for the night. I don't know why, but I said "OK". I never left anywhere with a stranger before. It was as though I knew I would be safe with you.

I remarked how lovely your home was as you showed me each room I was given supplies to shower and was totally grateful. You would fix dinner while I bathed.

The water felt so warm on my bare shoulders, as it rolled down my back to my bottom. Muscles relaxing under the warm shower head. The soap smelled faintly of honey and was so soft I used it eagerly to wash away the remains of the day. Climbing out of the shower I slipped into a plush terrycloth robe. Wrapped it tightly around me.

We have dinner together with white wine. A nice treat, since I am no cook. The conversation was easy and interesting. We drank more wine and watched television. I awakened hours later finding a blanket tucked around me and a pillow behind my head. I stretched and fell back to sleep on the couch. Awhile later I awoke to the smell of coffee being brewed. You hand me a cup of fresh coffee and we sit there and enjoy the miracle of coffee beans.You touched my hand as you passed the cup to me. I felt a thrill in the pit of my stomach. Like I had just been on a roller coaster. Our eyes met briefly, then I looked away. I must be mad, I thought to myself, you don't know him. But the thrill I felt inside was so real, so powerful, one of pure lust. I felt needs inside I didn't know I had, they were kept locked away. Yearnings that awoke I thought were dead! "I must be mad!" I thought. You talked on and on like you didn't notice what I had experienced. I was thankful for that.But you did notice as I got up to take my coffee cup to the sink. You came toward me and took my cup. Took my hand and led me to the kitchen. Sat the cups in the sink. Removed the napkins and salt and pepper from the table. Pressed me up against the side of the table with my back to you. I was speechless, excited, stimulated in ways you can not imagine. You removed the belt from my robe and it fell slowly to the floor. I felt your hands move under and up the robe touching my skin my thighs, then slowly up my back to my neck. You massaged my neck and I moaned with delight. You put your arms around me and cupped my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly from your touch. My breath became ragged and I wanted more.You bent me over the table, pulled up the robe from behind and inserted your index finger deep inside my vagina. I gasped, "Ahhhhh", then you put in another finger and I moaned, "Ohhhh". You stopped, Pulled your fingers out and slid your big, hard penis inside me. "Yes", I screamed. With each thrust you cupped and squeezed my nipples. As you slid your warm, wet tongue down the back of my neck. We got in to a mutually satisfying rhythm and I could hear you moaning behind me. You held me so close, I felt safe, warm and wanted. The orgasms came one after the other for me. The release was so powerful, I trembled with each one. You turned me around and lifted me onto the table then climbed on top of me. Your kisses searched my mouth, your tongue so eager to taste me and you entered me again.I closed my eyes as you made love to me never wanting it to end. We managed to take a few breaths then go shower together. You washed my hair and gently washed my body. Rinsed me gently with warm water, then knelt in front of me, licking the water from my mound. Your tongue moving in and out, from side to side started the fervor all over again. You drove me to the edge then entered me, rubbing my clitoris with each stroke. The release was so emotional, so strong and I felt satisfied. We finished our shower, you dried my hair and brushed it for me, rubbed scented oil on my skin. and tucked me into bed. You fell in bed beside me giving me gentle kisses till I fell asleep in your arms. I felt at peace for the first time in a long time.I awakened hours later as you slept holding me close to you. My thoughts were jumbled. "Wait" I said to myself as I tried to make sense of everything. Then you woke up pulled me closer and said "don't worry my love, you are back home with me now and everything is alright". I sat up and said, "So I did not run away?, did we have a fight?" You said, "Yes you left and I went after you after we had a silly argument". "Over what?", I questioned. You paused then looked into my eyes and said,"When I told you I loved you, you would not say it back to me." So, I got angry and said, "you play with me like a toy, you don't love me", and then you left me."I went after you, because I need you and I want you to be with me." Begging, "please tell me you love me Tresa, just once, after all of these years, you never said it". I moved closer to you and without a word we made love again. Gentle, tender, caring, passionate, fulfilling sex. After we both climaxed, he held me close and said, "You don't have to say it. I know you love me". I lay there quietly in bed, slowly drifting between sleep and wakening, thinking to myself, "I don't know him, do I?"

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2009-05-14T18:53:00.000-07:00

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Romantic BDSM

2009-05-07T13:53:00.000-07:00

A story about romantic bdsm

He had me write him a story, about what I wanted to happen in our next time together. I had to think about it for a while. My real time experience was so limited, and I almost didn't know what to write. I thought about pieces of all my stories, little memories of things I had experienced, and was ready to write it down for him.

He liked the story, and said we would enact it Wednesday night. I couldn't wait. He told me to have everything laid out like in the story, and to be kneeling in my leopard print nightgown, waiting for him.

That morning I reread the story, and it made me shiver all over. It was if it were written by someone else. My writing feels that way sometimes. Sometimes I reread things and think, wow, I wrote that? It's hard to believe those words came from me. It was exciting and arousing to read the words. I imagined him touching me later, just like in the story.

The day was long and busy. I came home at lunch and read the story again, anticipating our time together. Finally it was time to come home, and I rushed around, getting cleaned up, then I sat down and read the story again. I wanted everything to be set up correctly. I put the ping pong paddle and the wrist cuffs on the little table next to the recliner. I moved the other table next to the computer out of the way, to give him more room to play with me. I put the vibrator, lube, clothes pins, and leather slapper next to the bed on the dresser. I removed some of the pillows on the bed, so I could lay flatter when he bound me there. I put a glass of ice cubes by the bed. Finally everything was ready, including me.

I sat on the couch, put some music on the stereo, and waited. I took deep breaths, calming myself, my body so ready for this, for him.

I heard the screen door open, and then his two knocks, just like he said he would. I quickly knelt on the cushion. I could feel my body trembling in excitement. He came in, carrying a bag of I imagined toys. He greeted Lucy, then came over to me. He didn't speak, he just walked around me, looking at me. I wanted him so much to be pleased by what he saw.

He moved behind me, and began kissing my shoulders and neck, his fingers playing with my hair, his body pressed against me. I loved how he felt; big, solid, warm behind me, his hands so gentle as he touched me. I loved this ritual of his, the kissing and licking of my neck. I could feel shivers racing over my skin, my body jerking slightly as he licked the sensitive spots. I could feel my body relaxing for him.

He continued this for a while, letting me relax, softening me up, letting the anticipation build slowly. His hands traveled over me.

I sat here, struggling to remember what happened next. I know he put his hand on the back of my neck, pushing my head down as I had written in the story. His hand was on my bottom, caressing me. I know at one point he sat in the recliner, and I knelt between his thighs, and he kissed me ravenously. I felt myself melting into the deep wet kisses. Then I knew he was kneeling beside me, his hand pressing my head down, holding my hair in his fist. His other hand was on my bottom, and he tugged the panties up into me, just like I wrote about. God, it felt so good. The panties were satin and lace, zebra print, black and white, my favorite. I had put on a CD I really liked, and the really slow sexy blusey song came on.I could feel my hips moving to the music unconsciously. It was a slow, erotic song. He spanked me, lightly, letting me adjust to the pain. His hands were magic on my skin.

Moving the panties aside, he plunged his finger into me. I could feel how wet I was. He reached under me to fondle my breasts briefly, but they were not the focus of his attention. I had my head down on my arms, my bottom raised high up, my nightgown lifted to my waist. He kept spanking me, alternating spanking and fondling my pussy.

He clutched my hair at one point, and lifted me up for a long deep kiss. He whispered in my ear, "Do you like that, my little slut?" Jesus, those words went right through me. They sounded like I had always imagined they would when said to me. I could only hiss, "Yessss."

It all blurs together, him kneeling next to me, and him sitting in the recliner, me in the same position, my head down, ass up, pussy open. He slid the panties down over my hips and down my thighs. It felt wonderful having them just clinging to my thighs, knowing my bottom was bare now.

He kept spanking me, I know that. My bottom was heating up, getting warm and pink. He spanked that tender spot, right at the curve of hip and thigh. My body was jerking and I was moaning and groaning. It felt soo damn good. I never understand why I like to be spanked, I just revel in it.

He had me raise up, and he went to sit on the couch. He asked me if I had a toy I wanted to share with him. I crawled over to the little table, and grabbed the ping pong paddle and wrist cuffs. I knelt between his thighs, and kissed the paddle, then offered it to him. It felt so right doing that. I handed him the wrist cuffs, and he set them aside. He lightly spanked my nipples and breasts with the paddle, then told me to lay over his lap. I had to remove the panties from one leg, then I draped myself over his lap, my upper body on the couch, my one leg straight, the other bent and kneeling on the cushion. I wish I could explain how good it felt to be laying there like that.

He took one of the wrist cuffs and put it on my left wrist. I gripped my hands together, but he did not attach the second cuff. I settled myself on his lap, and waited. His hands stroked over my body, moving the nightgown up higher around my waist.

He began tapping me lightly all over with the paddle. The rough textured rubber of the paddle scraped lightly over my skin as he steadily increased the tempo of the swats. I was writhing on his lap, groaning and squealing, making little noises of pleasure, my face buried in the couch. I could feel my skin heating up, getting warmer then hotter. He would swat for a while, steadily, then a final hard smack, then stop. My body would quiver and shake, I would gasp for breath, and feel my body shimmering and shaking. It was glorious. The kind of spanking I had always dreamed of, and come close to, but never this good.

Again and again, he swatted, then rubbed my pussy with his fingers. He asked me if I was enjoying this, my little slut. I could only groan a harsh yessssssss. He spanked harder still, then put his fingers on me again. He teased me about how hard my clit was, how much it swelled when he did this to me. Then laughing, he teased about my clit hiding from him, telling it to come back out. My hips were twisting and jerking, trying to get more friction. Jesus, i was on fire. He then returned to the spanking. A series of rapid fire strokes, then a final heavy smack. Again, the shimmering shaking feeling as I tried to get my breath back. I can't find the words to describe that feeling. Your body trying to recover from the pain, the pleasure so intense you can't breathe, the combination of the two so exquisite it made me want to cry. He ran that paddle all along the inside of my cheeks, my pussy, my thighs, everywhere he could reach. He never hesitated, they were sure, solid swats. He never asked is I was alright, he didn't have to. He knew from my moans and groans that I was enjoying every swat. He told me that once, that he enjoyed that about me; how I truly enjoyed all the BDSM stuff, that he didn't have to be careful with me. I loved it.

My cheeks felt like they were on fire now, and I was squirming more. I found myself taking deep breaths, letting the pain flow through me, almost like a trance. For a few moments I couldn't feel the pain, just the pleasure.

His hands massaged my cheeks, and he told me to get up. I did, clumsily, my body shaking, my eyes half closed, my cheeks flushed. He put me between his thick muscular thighs, and I encircled my arms around his neck. I melted against him, and he kissed me slowly. My body felt like a part of his somehow, that deep connection that got stronger every time he touched me.

I felt weak and dazed still, and he had me stand up. He kissed me some more, his hands roaming over my body. I remember something he said, right before beginning the spanking. You like the feeling of being a possession, to be owned, don't you? I could only hiss a yessssssss, already feeling owned by him. I don't think he understood that was the reason why I stopped seeing the other Dom. It was a form of commitment on my part, not wanting another Dom to touch me now.

As I stood there, he stripped me, and had me step out of the nightgown and panties. It was a bold statement of our roles, my position, my submission; him clothed, me naked. My legs were unsteady and shaking. He put the other wrist cuff on then. His hands gently guided me and supported me. The memories are fuzzy here, not knowing exactly how long I stood there, feeling his hands on me. He explored my body with those wonderful hands, then told me to follow him.

As we stood by the bed, he kissed me some more, and slipped the blindfold on me, then told me to lay on the bed, my head towards the headboard. I had already prepared the ropes, and they were laid out on the bed, solidly tied to the bed frame. I stretched out on the bed, crying out when my tender bruised bottom hit the bed. Gasping, I scooted over to the middle of the bed, gently settling my hips down on the bed.

I put my arms out, and he hooked me to the ropes. I loved the feeling, the first time bound by him. I felt safe, and secure, and ready. He arranged my feet, just like in the story I had written. Wide apart, my thighs open, my pussy wet and exposed. He went into the dining room, and I heard the bad he had brought in with him rustling softly. He returned to the foot of the bed, and wrapped soft rope around my left ankle. He ran the rope up over my inner thigh, then back around to my ankle, securing my leg. He moved to the other leg and did the same. I heard the bag rustling again, and I felt a shiver of anxiety rushing through me. I was helpless, vulnerable, naked, open, and yet I felt safe. I only felt a great sense of anticipation from deep in my body and heart, waiting for his touch. He then ran an ice cube over my body, circling my nipples a bit. I think that's what happened next, some memories are fuzzy.

He moved between my thighs, and I felt his hand putting the vibrator on me. I almost jumped out of my skin. It felt like my vibrator, but being blind I could not tell. It just felt so good. He teased me with it, running it over my pussy and lips and clit, then back in me. I heard another bag rustling, and then the pinch of something on my pussy lips, then on my inner thighs. It was a sharp, intense pain, but bearable. I remember gasping as each was clipped on me. I had no idea what they were.

He began to run the leather slapper over my body. I recognized the feel of it on my skin. Lightly, all up and down my body, then concentrating on my nipples and breasts. The swats were hard and fast, and the pain was strong. I found myself lunging up off the bed, not sure if I was thrusting my breasts at him or trying to get away from the slapper. My body was at fever pitch. He moved the vibrator in me again, in circles,rubbing on my clit, then the clips on my skin, making them vibrate as well. What a feeling. My hands were gripping the ropes tightly, and I was tugging. I loved that feeling for some reason. That delicious trapped feeling, knowing I was at his mercy. A lifetime of kidnap fantasies were being lived out in the flesh, finally.

I remember now, before he did anything, when I was tied, he whispered to me something about raping me, now that I was all bound like a good slut. I can't tell you what those words did to my insides. A quivering gasping feeling, the words I had longed to hear for so very long. He was tapping into my deepest, darkest fantasies with his words and thoughts. He did another round with the slapper, and removed the clips one at a time. A sharp pinch came with each one, making me cry out. That shimmering shuddering feeling swept over me again, the pain intense and erotic.

He then removed the vibrator, and I felt his hot, wet mouth on me. Oh god, oh God, was all I could think. He leisurely licked and stroked me with his lips and tongue, driving me crazy. I could feel the orgasm building rapidly, my legs beginning to strain wider apart, my hands pulling on the ropes. I wondered what I looked like briefly, then realized I didn't care. It felt too good to worry about it.

He kept licking and sucking me, and it came over me; a strong, jerking orgasm, my hips bucking as he stayed with me, making it last for so long. He stopped briefly, then as I started to calm down a bit, he went at me again. I knew the second orgasm was right there, oh fuck, so close, and he teased me with light tender licks, driving me crazy. My legs were shaking again, spread so wide, reaching for that orgasm with everything in me. It hit, but it was weak and half there, and I felt like screaming.

He kissed up my thigh, asking me if we missed. I said it was half there, but not all the way. He returned to my cunt, his mouth licking, his tongue lapping, oh fuck, I wanted to CUM. I strained hard, shaking, groaning, begging, please, oh god please. I wanted, needed just a bit more. I finally gave in and begged, harder, please God, please...... He attacked my pussy then, his moustache and goatee scraping deliciously, and I exploded again, harder, deeper this time. It felt so damn good. I collapsed on the bed, and he removed the ropes and cuffs. I removed the hot blindfold, my eyes closing against the light.

He lay down on the bed beside me. I snuggled as close as I could get, my thigh thrown over his, my arm around his waist. I clung to him as my anchor. My body was shaking still, shivering, jerking as he stroked me lightly. I sighed again and again as I tried to come down. His hand was so gentle on me, telling me this was the most important part.

I didn't understand what was happening to my body. I felt like I was plugged into some electrical source, shivering and shaking. He stilled his hands, and I still shook, my hips thrusting in little jerks towards him. I couldn't calm down. I told him I couldn't come down, that I felt like he had turned on my switch, and I couldn't turn it off. He chuckled, said if I wanted more, he could surely accommodate me. I laughed, saying I felt like a dog, wanting to hump his leg. He said anything that works, that makes it feel better. I talked to him then, telling him about the night he came over late, and woke me, taking me, making me kneel at the edge of the bed, taking me from behind. I could feel my pussy clenching as I thought of that night. I shivered all over, my hips thrusting slightly, a lazy sexy motion.

I wanted, needed more. I ran my hand over his chest, then down his side, fondling him through his pants. He was hard, and I wanted him inside me more than I had ever wanted anything. I told him I would go to the bathroom, and he said he would take off his clothes. I winced as I sat down on the toilet, my bottom tender and aching. It felt wonderful.

I returned to the bed, and he was laying on his back, naked and hard. I crawled up the bed to him, kissing him passionately, feeling my need for him flowing through me, hot and sweet. I kissed my way down his chest, sucking on a nipple for a moment, then lowering my mouth to his cock. I took all of it, feeling the head touching the back of my throat. I sucked hard on the way back up, the taste of him like ambrosia, making me whimper slightly. I licked and sucked him, feeling him harden more, my mouth wet and hot and hungry around him. His low groans were music to my ears. I nuzzled his balls briefly. I loved the way he smelled.

But I wanted him inside me, and I lay down next to him. My arms were shaking, and had barely supported me while I went down on him. He moved to get between my open thighs, and said if it hurt too much just tell him and we would change position. He fingered my pussy, and I knew I would need lube on me. He grabbed the bottle from the table by the bed, and lubed his beautiful cock, then drizzled some on my pussy. It was cool and felt wonderful. Then he sank into me slowly, and it was perfect. My hips arched up, my hands went to my knees to hold my legs apart. My thighs were screaming, the muscles shaking.

He started to fuck me slowly. I watched his face, and I loved the expression he had. Concentrating, feeling me wrapped around him like a hot, wet, velvet fist. Suddenly, he moved the vibrator between us, rubbing it along my clit. I groaned. My hands were rubbing and clutching at his thighs. I moaned and told him how much I loved his thighs, so strong and thick and muscular. I knew the orgasm was right there, hovering, waiting. He moved his hand, leaving the vibe there, buzzing away. He was so very inventive, doing things to me that no one else ever had, touching places inside me that no one ever got close to.

He removed the vibrator, and I put my hand on my pussy. It was slick, hot, and aching. I rubbed my clit, and he started to fuck me harder, faster. I knew he was about to cum, and I rubbed my clit, trying not to gouge him with my long nails. He came suddenly, a harsh groan that sounded wonderful, and I felt his cum soaking me. He slid out, and I ran my fingers over my sopping pussy, and stroked my clit hard and fast. I came quickly, and so damn hard. My body bucked half off the bed, my thighs pressing hard against his, lifting my hips up as I convulsed over and over. I stroked slowly, milking every aftershock from my body, then collapsed on the bed.

He lay next to me, panting, laughing, saying I was a sexual tyranosaurus rex, no mere mortal could keep up. I laughed, curling up next to him. Now the switch is off, I said. I felt limp and bruised and battered and beautiful. I pressed soft kisses to his damp chest. I could smell his cum and mine. I chuckled and said cum makes a great lube. Something about rubbing his cum into my pussy when I came felt so good. He held me, caressing me, and we talked for a while. I could feel my eyelids drooping, my body sated and lazy. I was simply, his.

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Group sex games

2009-04-27T12:06:00.000-07:00

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Group Sex Story

Well, here is a true sex story - whether you believe it or not, who cares. After all Teresa still has threesomes with all my friends. Anyway, here is the story of our first threesome.

My wife and I were only married around five years when I found out she cheated on me with her ex-boyfriend. As soon as I found out Teresa cheated on me with her ex-boyfriend a few times, I deliberately set it up that my one friend Matt came to visit and him and I schemed to start having threesomes with her.

I was filling Matt's head up as Teresa put the kids to bed. I was saying, "Did you see how Teresa's blonde hair is almost down to her ass. Isn't that hot? We should get her to take off that bra and show us those big 44DD tits. You like checking out those big tits, don't you? Should we get her to get naked for us?"

He was there smiling saying, "Yeah." Saying it to like every question I asked, trying to not seem too interested. I wasn't sure, but I don't really think he fully believed I was going to get her to go through with getting her to have threesomes with us.

I said, "Well, I'm not going upstairs and making her play strip poker tonight if you aren't fully interested in getting her naked and enjoying her body."

He had a big smile and anxiously said, "I'm all for that if you are!"

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "She already cheated on me. Another guy already had a dick in her. What do I care?"

I made sure there was alcohol for Matt and I so that it would look like a possible reason that Matt and I were forcing her into strip poker and went upstairs and said to Teresa, "You want me to seriously forgive you for cheating on me? Well, Matt and I wanna play strip poker with you when you get back downstairs."

She looked at me with a confused look and asked, "Really? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, and you better not try to stop anything from happening," I said with a smile as I darted back downstairs.

I entered the dining room and told Matt that it was all set and got out the deck of cards. She came down shortly and sat between us as we each sat on each end of the dining room table.

It was a long time since Matt and I played poker and really didn't give a damn how we played it, because we knew what our goals were. So we made up some of our own shorter rules and taught her how to play, since she never even played poker before.

We started out playing a semi warped game of strip poker which mainly was set up so that Teresa would be naked first for us. Matt would stack the deck, thinking no one noticed. I wouldn't stop him. Cos we both were hungry to get Teresa naked. She was constantly losing clothes; he was occasionally too, while I barely lost much at all.

It's like a dream come true once your wife is naked for you and another guy it's like a magical spark. Fantasy is now a wonderful reality! All you wanna do is enjoy finding out all the things that will happen next.

It was a beautiful moment. My breasty wife was there, exposed, naked. She didn't want to sound uneasy but smiled and said semi-shyly, "Well, how do I look, Matty?"

Matt was eyeing her all over and trying hard not to show it. He was so anxious to keep playing and saying, "You look great. Let's go. I want to be naked with Teresa."

Teresa was naked and Matt was just about naked and I was only half way. So I got a little impatient and figured I would entertain myself and see my wife get slutty slowly and said, "Instead of taking clothes off, since Teresa is already naked, she will take turns kissing us till we're naked too."

By next hand Matt was naked anyway. When Matt was naked too, I simply said they could keep having rounds of kissing until I was naked too. Oddly enough it was the next hand that they got the opportunity to kiss for the first time.

Before kissing Matt for the first time, Teresa gave me a nervous stare and whispered to me, 'Are you sure you are ok with this?'

I just gave her a smirk as Matt stood up and yanked her toward him. They quickly became more anxious as they looked into each others' eyes and embraced. It was great to see how anxious they were to get close to each other as soon as they were both nude. To see her naked with another guy is a complete turn on. Pressed against each other as the guy's hands begin to touch her in any way he pleases just totally rocks.

The first time they kissed was cute and funny. They each slightly stared my way nervously after embracing, then basically put their hands on each other's shoulders and did a nervous peck on the lips, fairly brief. They looked over my way when they were done. Guess they weren't sure how I'd react if they seemed too anxious. I laughed as Matt dealt the cards and I said, "I hope you guys are gonna do a better job at kissing than that. That was kind of lame."

Of course I didn't get to finish removing my clothes after the next hand, because I was enjoying watching them naked together. The greatest memory was the start of the comfort-ability. They both had their first open mouth kiss after the hand of cards and it was so beautiful to see my naked wife passionately kissing another guy. His hands were through her hair, all over her ass and tits. It was so great to sit there and watch. They spent like five or ten minutes standing by his chair romantically kissing. I could see his hard dick move away from between her legs as they returned to their seats for the next hand of cards.

After each hand that they got to kiss they went longer and more passionate till they just simply got lusty about it. Matt would sit there at his seat for at least ten hands or so and winning each one, yanking her to sit on his lap as they would lustfully kiss each time for like 10 or more minutes as his hands were all over her long blonde hair, her ass, and her tits.

It was so great to see my wife showing how much of a slut she really is. After about a half an hour of watching them kiss after every hand I decided to reveal that I knew Matt was stacking the deck to keep kissing with her. After all, I wanted to get further into taking advantage of my wife and although they looked hot kissing, the main idea was for us to have sex with her. After a couple normal hands of cards I was naked too.

Matt said, "I hope this isn't how we're ending it. So now what?"

I didn't say anything. I went over to the chair where she was sitting and started kissing her with my hand starting to play with her left breast. I signaled him to come over and start sucking her right tit. Then I sucked her left tit as Matt kissed her breathless mouth lustfully.

Matt and I rotated like that for around five or ten minutes, then as I was kissing her I saw Matt was also fingering her as he sucked her tit. Teresa was now getting hot and horny and whispering as I was kissing her, "You know what is gonna happen don't you? I'm too horny to refuse anything now."

I said back to her, "We're both gonna fuck you."

She smiled and said, "Thank you!"

Soon we were all over her body. I stood behind her and fucked her as Matt kissed and necked her. As he was leaving marks all around her neck he began making his way to suck her huge breasts some more. I turned her around and finished fucking her. I almost thought it was my turn to kiss her a bit, but Matt yanked her long blonde hair and she obeyed and leaned her head back.

She had a surprised look on her face. Her mouth dropped as his dick began to glide across her cheek towards her mouth. She is very anti-blowjob, but with two guys all over her, she simply gave in and left him grip the sides of her head real tight as he started fucking her mouth. She also normally refuses to drink cum, but for the first time she drank a full load, as he came in her mouth and she struggled to guzzle down the whole load. I finished fucking her as she kept his dick in her mouth making sure she didn't miss swallowing all his cum.

"Yeah! That's a really good girl!" He complimented her and patted her on the head. He went to go to the bathroom to piss quick as Teresa got up off the floor and hugged me. She said, "Thank you for making me do this with you guys! I never felt so perfect before. I hope we aren't finished yet."

I laughed and said, "No, we aren't finished. Matt wants to have sex with you too." Matt came back downstairs from using the bathroom and went right over to Teresa to feel her up and kiss her some more. He said, "You always get to fuck her all to yourself. I think it's my turn to have sex with Teresa all to myself."

Teresa's eyes blazed with joy over the idea, and I was turned on with seeing her be such a slut. She was quick to add, "That sounds fair! You've been having sex with me for years. Matt's turn to have sex with me! Watch as he gets to have me all to himself!"

So I stood there and joyfully watched as my buddy sat on the dining room chair and pulled my breasty wife onto his lap. He slid his dick into her.

Teresa gasped slightly and laughed a bit and jokingly asked, "Oh! No protection?" Matt looked at me with a smirk and then said to her, "Your husband and I are sharing you for now on. If he never wears a condom why should I?"

She joyfully started to ride his dick, their eyes locked lustfully on each other. She said with glassy eyes staring at him, "I agree. We deserve to fully enjoy each other!"

As Teresa rode Matt's dick, her hair flowed rapidly all around as she rode his dick like a bitch in heat. It was hot to watch as her tits were flapping up and down rapidly, and her hair was rapidly flowing all around. I never felt more in love with her. I could've watched them fuck forever. Since he pissed after she drank his cum from the blowjob, he seemed to be able to fuck her for like an hour or so.

I got so horny to see them in lust for each other for so long, that I pulled a chair over to stand on along the side of them and grabbed Teresa's long blonde hair and jerked off with it. It only took minutes till my full load of cum slowly squirted all over her hair. I made sure all of it was in her hair, then Matt and I smiled as I spread the cum so it covered as much hair on her head as possible as it slowly got good and stiff.

His open mouth drooled all over her breasts as he watched her eyes full of lust for him. She bounced up and down with his unprotected dick pumping inside her pussy. Her pace got faster. He occasionally sucked a tit or two but mostly he enjoyed watching her happily fuck him.

Then although they didn't talk much during most of the sex, he finally said, "I'm about to cum in you!"

Through her heavy breathing she muttered the typical, "Oh, yes."

He grunted a light 'Ah, fuck, yes!' as he shot his cum load into her.

"Make sure the entire load pours inside of me," she moaned and kept riding with delight.

Then as soon as they were finished, we all simply got dressed and Matt was ready to leave. Just like as if his only purpose was to fuck the slut and split.

As Matt left Teresa gave him a goodbye kiss, nice and long. Then she said to me, "This was the greatest night ever." Not realizing we were gonna share her body for a long time.

The End

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Perfect Summer Day

2009-04-22T18:07:00.000-07:00

Romantic beach sex

The air is soft and warm on this perfect summer day. The kind of day spent walking hand in hand, feeling the smooth sand between your bare toes, listening to the rolling waves washing ashore and seagulls in the distance. A day begging to be savored forever.

We awoke before dawn this morning, having planned a special retreat away from the children. Our bags were packed the night before and stowed in the trunk of your little red sportscar. We watched the sunrise as we drove the two hours to our romantic hideaway, stealing secret glances and knowing smiles all the way there.

Our little white cabin sits off a pathway between the sand dunes and tall beachgrass. Just big enough for two, the cabin is light and rustic, decorated with special treasures we had scavenged along the beach. Driftwood, seaglass, bits of bleached coral, pretty seashells and dried sea sponges adorn the tiny cabin. The golden morning light sparkles through the little windows, spreading bits of magical glitter throughout the room.

At last we are alone. We can finally relax and do nothing at all, or everything we dream. No need to drive anywhere because we brought everything we will need for our weekend. So, I decide to open the bottle of Dom Perignon and pour us two glasses. As I'm pouring, I look at you standing in the sunlight and notice your hair has lightened this summer. You look like you did on the day we met. A fresh faced California boy with sun bleached blond hair and a charming, yet shy smile. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you over 20 years ago. My heart jumps a beat as I remember.

You catch me looking at you and smile. I hand you your glass of champagne and we make a toast, "to us". Short and simple and filled with possibilities. The champagne makes my mouth tingle. We sip our glasses until they are empty and I fill them again. My cheeks are rosy and my head is warm and fuzzy from the champagne. I'm feeling sexy and playful.

I decide I'll make the first move and I reach around your neck and pull your mouth to mine. Oh how sweet and warm your mouth feels. I taste the champagne on your tongue. As we kiss, my hands massage your firm ass in your swim trunks. I can feel my desire growing as my thighs become flushed with warmth. Suddenly I separate, reaching for the two towels folded on the breakfast table. I think I'd like to finish this game on the beach. I head toward the door, my breasts jiggling as I skip away in my little pink bikini. You smile with a little spark in your eyes as you run after me.

As I sprint down the pathway, I'm ahead of you, giggling as you to catch me. Your legs are longer and it doesn't take a moment before you race past me, taking the towels and grabbing my bikini top strings, pulling the bow undone as you fly by. The top falls to the sand and my newly bare breasts bounce freely as I run toward you, laughing and breathless. The beach is empty as we head for the waves, my topless body warming in the sunshine. As you reach the shoreline, you quickly unfold the towels, waiting for me to catch up.

I reach you and fall gleefully on the soft white towels you've laid out. "I need some tanning oil, will you rub it on me?" I ask you knowingly. Of course you oblige and pop open the shiny brown bottle of oil that smells like coconuts and pina coladas. "I need some here", pointing to my naked white breasts. You pour a puddle into the palm of your hand, letting the warm oil drip playfully between my breasts. Your strong hands massage the oil over my chest with long, smooth strokes, my nipples begin to harden as you rub in the oil. You pinch my hard nipples between your fingers, making me gasp with delight. Mmmmmmm, rubbing the slippery oil on my nipples makes my pussy wet and tingly. Just then, I look up and notice the outline of your stiff cock through your thin nylon swim trunks. Now it's your turn.

I drizzle some warm oil in my palms and rub my hands together. I reach up the leg of your swim trunks and massage the slippery oil onto your smooth, shaved balls, and up and down your thick shaft, paying special attention to the head. Your cock throbs and fills with a rush of blood as it hardens even more. I gasp as I feel your cock harden, I'm totally aroused. I feel my pussy beginning to pulse as I imagine your long, stiff dick inside me.

You push me down on the towel, pinning my shoulders as you lay above me, a sensual gleam in your eyes makes me blush. Yes, it's exactly what I want. Your oily hand reaches into my bikini bottom and I arch my back with pleasure. My breath quickens as you tickle my clit, and tease my cunt with your fingers, while slipping my bikini bottom off and throwing it in the sand.

I lay there looking up into your dreamy eyes, my naked oiled body shimmering in the sun. You check over your shoulders to scout for movement, but we are completely alone. You pull your swim trunks off and lay them on the towel beside me. Your cock is swollen and rock hard, a delicious sight. "Let's do it in the ocean", I suggest.

Your soft hands wrap around my waist and you pull me up off the towel. I kiss you again, flickering my tongue around your juicy mouth, "Let's go", I say. We hold hands as we run into the warm water, the waves splashing up our legs until the water rushes high on our hips. We walk in deeper until my breasts float upon the water. Our naked bodies are perfectly covered by the ocean.

You grab me tightly and pull my legs up to straddle your hips. I throw my head back into the waves as I slip onto your cock, floating weightless in the soothing current. Oh fuck! It feels so good. I scream with pleasure as you penetrate. Your smooth hands hold me around my waist as you slide my body effortlessly on and off your pulsing rod. Holy shit, your cock feels so good in my pussy, I moan loudly as the waves roll over my body.

I can feel my body starting to climax with each wave that rushes over me, swirling the water over my clit. Oh God, don't stop. You see my wet, hard nipples glisten above the waves in the morning sunlight. Fuck me harder. You feel my pussy tighten and squeeze around your cock as I come close to orgasm. You grip my weightless body and pull me back onto your throbbing dick, thrusting harder and deeper. Fuck me! Fuck me! I scream with pleasure, oh my god! My breath is short and fast as I moan louder.

I pinch my nipples between my fingers and twist them as you ram harder into my pussy. I'm almost there. My hips rock in the waves, you feel my cunt starting to pulsate. Your balls tighten as you hold off blowing your load until I cum. The rim of your head swells with ecstacy, rubbing the inside of my tight, hot cunt. You pull me close against your body. My hips begin to thrust wildly, grinding my clit against your skin. Oh God, I'm coming! I say breathless. You thrust deep inside me as your dick explodes, spewing your hot cum inside. Waves crash over us as our wet bodies rock together in ecstacy.

My head rushes with a delicious warm tingling sensation. I float on the waves, still straddling your cock as it slowly begins to soften. You feel the warm current washing over your balls and listen as the gentle seabreeze whispers our love. A perfect beginning to our romantic weekend alone. I love you, forever and always.

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2009-04-19T12:19:00.000-07:00

Voyeur

Bedroom voyeur

I glanced outside my bedroom window for a the fifth time in an hour. I wasn't looking for anything, I was watching for that hour of day when the sun just begins to sink below the horizon. It's different everyday. It's also a special time.

I'm a voyeur and I like to watch. I pick my times carefully, and I've never been found out. To be caught is a chance I dare not take.

Another glance out the window tells me it's time. I pick up the small duffel bag at the foot of the bed. It contains only the bare minimum of what I'll need tonight. I've arranged things by their order of importance. The small spy glasses with high powered zoom, lie right at the top. The thin piece of rigid wire used to pry curtains open just a fraction is snuggled down the side of the bag and can be pulled out easily. I have a very small and extremely quiet cam cordorder that cost me more than all the spy equipment put together. Spying isn't worth the time unless you can bring home the tape and watch over and over. That's what I do. It's how I get off. I rather watch then get involved physically. I don't care for the germs or mess that accompany first person sex.

Tonight I've picked my favorite spot. I don't go there often. It's a rare thing to find such a gem and I dare not let it become tainted by over use.

It's a 15 minute drive from my house. I've timed it again and again. I hate to waste precious time, and can't bare to think I might miss something spectacular.

I drive through the tiny neighborhoods all ways looking for another place to watch. My excitement begins to build and I no longer care about houses that could hold potential victims of my peeking eyes. I allow my mind to briefly flash images that I'll surely see in a just a few more minutes. I feel that cold and almost painful lump in the pit of my stomach and I see the house come into view as the car comes to a stop at the end of a dead end street.

It's set back from the road, unlike the other places. An enormous fir tree stands out on the front yard as if protecting the property. The shrubs and tangled vines surround the front and both sides of the house. it's perfect.

I slide from the car and my knees feel weak. I need to breathe deeply for a moment before continuing. I reach for the bag and sling it over my shoulder. Then in case anyone has noticed me or my car I start to walk in the opposite direction. Away from the house. I have a plan. I 've done this before. I smile wickedly and the lump in my gut begins to ease up.

A short walk has calmed my nerves and I'm now at the next street down and I see the house that backs directly onto my prize. There are no fences just a bushy hedge separating the two. It's almost too easy and with the clothes I've chosen little chance that I will be spotted. I creep quickly into the neighboring backyard and then get down low. I slither almost snake like to the hedge. The backpack bounces lightly on my back but I'm confident that it is secure. Every hedge no matter how thick has a weak point. A place where it thins . I know where it is and slip with no more sound then the russel of leaves on a windy night into the darkened yard. I follow the bush right to the house I don't stop until I'm right under the den window.

I relax and sigh. I've made it and get things ready. If I'm on time and things haven't changed since my last visit, the lady of the house will be alone and she should be turning on the soft reddish lamp by the couch at any moment. My heart speeds up with the anticipation. The air is perfectly still and the window is open just like it always is on a warm summer night. The curtains are drawn but this isn't a problem. I don't need them fully open. I just need them open a crack. I pull out the thin wire and fish it ever so gently though the holes in the screen. I leave the wire for the moment to rest inside the screen it will hold nicely on it's own. Then I wait.

My ears become super sensitive to the slightest sound. My breath even and steady.

Every time it happens I'm surprised and tonight was no exception. People are such creatures of habit. It's a tiny bit later than usual but I hear her come into the room. I hear her place the toys she has chosen tonight to get herself off, on the table by the couch. The lamp turns on and I see the soft reddish glow of the light wash through the summer curtain and barely illuminate the place where I stand.

I don't peek yet, but in my mind I can see her lovely soft body without the confinement of clothes. I'm perspiring and I reach into the bag for the black sweat band. I don't want anything to interfere with my viewing pleasure.

The cam is turned on, but not rolling yet. I wait a little longer and then from the bottom of the bag I bring out the one step folding stand. A genius invention. it allows a person to be a step or two taller and folds ever so neatly to fit snugly into the bottom of a backpack. The legs have a sturdy square metal base that does not leave any obvious markings on the grassy ground. I really don't know what I would do with out it.

I step up and fiddle with the slim piece of wire. The curtains move away and I can just see inside the room. The cam hangs by the shoulder strap around my neck, but I'm not ready for that yet. Instead I bring the spy glasses from my pocket and search the tiny space through the crack I've created.

She's there and looking down at the toys. Now she's placing a big white fluffy towel folded over in the middle seat of the couch. I know what it's for and my cock stirs in my pants. I wonder what she's thinking. Does she wish her husband was home? Or does she like the time she has alone to do her own thing.

It doesn't really matter I'm a voyeur and I'm here to watch.

I'm not disappointed. She's still wearing her bathrobe and bikini style white panties. but it's not tied and the soft outer flesh of her boobs is peeking out. I zoom in more closely hoping for the edge of a nipple. I love that, just a little peek to get warmed up. Her arm is in the way and I wait patiently for it to move. She reaches down and the robe opens more to one side than the other. I can see the nipple now and I zoom in as close as i can get. I imagine my mouth sucking it in. I shiver with the thought and put the spy glass back in my pocket.

She has a small tube of some sort of lubrication in her hand and I start to record. With the practise of many voyeur excursions I reach down with my free hand and loosen my pants. Theres no zipper, just an easy to release draw string. I'm not wearing anything else underneath.

She's opening the tube and places the cap and tube on the table. Almost too quickly for my liking her panties are sliding down her long shapely legs. I catch a glimpse of the vee between her legs. I can't tell yet if she shaved or just trimmed. I like the trimmed pussy better but really it's not that important. Stepping out of her panties she just lets them lie on the floor right where they dropped. The robe comes off next and suddenly with out the tease she stands naked in all her glory. It's wonderful really seeing a woman so unabashed so uninhibited. I've watched others who remain partly covered up like their afraid someone might be watching...

Her hands are sliding up and down the full top of her body, up and over her breasts, Wow I can see the nipples stiffening up. Her fingers gently massage around each breast as if loosening them up. The nipples respond by getting harder and I can almost feel the pointy tips pressing against my own imagined bare skin.

She's reaching down again and picks up the open tube. I can tell she squeezing some on the fingers of her right hand. She must be feeling horny because tonight she's not wasting any time.

A couple of fingers go between her legs and I can see now that she did shave. She's parting her pussy lips but it's to dark to make out more than the outline of the genitalia. I'll have to wait till she lies down and fully parts her legs.

She's bending over now and much to my delight takes another gob of lube and reaches far up between her legs and between her sexy ass cheeks to deposit more of the greasy substance. I wonder if this will be one of those rare occasions when she inserts a anal and vaginal toy.

My excitement is growing fast and I can't believe how lucky I am to catch her in such an horny mood.

Fingers are moving around between her legs and I wish she would lay down so I can see better.

Yes that's it my lady, she sits on the couch and it faces the window. It's so perfect so utterly fascinating. My heart steps up a beat.

She picks up a pillow and instead of putting it behind her head she positions it under the towel. She lies back carefully her hips raised by the pillow and I can see now the softly shaven ripe flesh of her women hood. The light in the room glances off the lubricated slit giving it shiny and clear sheen. Her legs part all the way open and relax, one leg hitting the back of the couch doesn't seem to impede her and it doesn't interfere with my view.

She realizes as I do that the table is just a tad too far away and she leans down to pull the leg of the table closer. The toys are within her reach now.

She surveys each one with a long look and chooses a rather clumsy looking vibrator.

I was wrong to call it clumsy, because as she turns it on, it becomes apparent that the lady knows how to use with the grace and satisfaction.

I can hear the hum as it takes it's place between her legs. She holds it just barely to her clit that hasn't made it's way out of the protective hood. I see her right leg tremble and I hear her moan ever so softly.

It's time to put the cam on the tripod. Reluctantly I step down and quirky bring out the tripod. It's quite easy to set up and I'm done in just a few seconds. I had to wait to get the positioning perfect. I want to be able to watch everything again later...

It's back to the spy glasses so I can see close up.

The vibrator is still massaging her clit and I zoom in to see the tiny organ straining up like a little penis to get more attention. Her hips are involuntarily moving up and down and she reaches again for a second toy. With one hand she holds the vibe to her clit and with the other she's inserting a rubber like dildo into her warm cunt. Seeing it move in and out and hearing her breath come in gasps has me reaching for my cock.
Her whole body is wiggling on the couch and both legs are now shaking and twitching. It's not enough for her and with a swift move she puts the toys on the table and rolls over on her stomach, her beautiful ass high in the air propt up by the pillow. The soft gelly dildo is back in her hand and I see it come up from between her legs and slid back into her pussy from behind. I watch it slid in and out and I can see the wetness it's creating. I swear I can smell her sex right through the window and I almost blow a load right there and then.

She leaves the dildo resting in her pussy while she reaches for the tube of lube and I wonder what she needs it for. She wet enough already. My eyes grow wider and I still can't believe my luck as her hand reaches up between her legs and her fingers penetrate her own ass to deposit the lube. She tosses the container back onto the table and now reaches for a another gelly type dong. This one is longer but a Little thinner. little by Little I watch it disappear into her ass. It comes back out again and she pushes back this time faster. It's fucking going in and out of her ass faster and faster. Her ass is lifting up and down and up and down. She's ass fucking herself wildly, and seems to have forgotten about her pussy.

My hand on my cock is moving at the same speed and I have to slow down or I won't be able to hold it.

Jeez she's picking up the vibe again and it goes straight to her clit. She's smart. she's got the vibe where she wants it and with the help of the pillow keeps it place without having to hold on to it. Fuck she ramming that dong back into her ass.

She's making these noises that sound like she can't decide if it's pain or pleasure. She's crying out. "Oh fuck yes" "Oh fuck" over and over The dong moves faster still, in and out of her ass. Then all of a sudden the vibe slips away and falls on the floor and she putting her fingers in it's place. I can see her fingers, she's flicking her fingers over her clit and the dong is still going in and out of her ass. "Fuck Oh fuck!" she screams out. I cum instantly and I know she has too. She's still rocking her ass up and down but the dong is slipping out little by little. She just sort of collapses and holds her pussy like it's going to explode again. I see her fingers still twitching lightly on her clit and she's making little mewling noises. "Oh fuck no! Oh fuck me again" she cries and I watch that beautiful agony on her face and she then she finally lies still.

I'm a bit dazed by the performance and even feel just a little guilty at the pure devious notion that has brought me here tonight. But I know that I'll do it again and again because I'm a voyeur and I like to watch!

The end

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2009-04-17T11:00:00.000-07:00

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Studies and surveys have been done regarding the male and female orgasm. Most of the info gathered has been useless and really doesn't tell you much other than most women during their lives at one time or another have managed to have an orgasm with or without a partner. Men learn much sooner what it takes to orgasm.

The guys are well ahead of the women in regards to being able to cum.

For the women, their are females who will go through their lives thinking that when their pussy is well lubed from stimulation that they have achieved an orgasm. Ladies it can be far better than this! If fact it can be so awesome that your body will shake and your legs will be weak for an hour after.

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So to begin, if you are new at buying toys look for toys made of the new and life like gel. Don't buy toys just because they look cool unless your interested in a collection.

We will assume that your getting your first toy because you have never experienced a real and dazzling orgasm. The reason for the toy is to train your bodies responses to stimuli. For this I actually recommend two toys. One is the Natural Fab Cock

This toy is not over priced and it's as real feeling as they come.

The second toy is the Mini -wanchi-massager

Also a reasonable price and it can be used anywhere discreetly because of it's quiet little motor.

The nicest thing about both these toys is that they are waterproof.

So lets assume you have brought these two awesome toys. In case you have never bought a toy online, don't worry all toys come in totally discreet packaging and if you have to pick them up at the post office there is no way anyone will ever know what's inside. This is important to some people so I thought I would put your mind at ease.

Ok so you have the sex toys. Now wait till your alone. Hubby is gone to work or where ever and the kids are at school. Go and fill your tub with hot steamy water and make it the way you like it. Get your toys out and be sure to have some lubrication handy. Almost all sex toy stores will recommend water based or silicon based lubes. But for the purpose of bath tub masturbation I highly recommend 'Johnson's Baby Oil Gel'. You need a lube that wont wash away easily. If your worried about using this inside your body then you will have to use the other lubes, but you will also have to only half fill the tub.

Ok the fun part. Your in the warm water and you have just squirted some lube on your new toy and on all around you pussy. There is no way to tell you exactly what to do, but you must experiment and you must take your time.

If your using both of the recommended toys then to start, gently begin to slide the fab cock in an out of your pussy. Get to know what feels good. When your ready for more stimulation let the fab cock rest inside your pussy and pick up the vibrator. Find your clitoris, at the lowest setting let the vibe do it's work. When your ready, up the speed and begin to experiment. I can assure you with a little practise and patience you will experience some mind blowing orgasms.

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2009-04-11T10:17:00.000-07:00

Non consent fantasies and reluctant sex

It's a tough place, the real world. Sometimes you just need to be alone, sit at your computer and be allowed to seek out your sexual fantasies. You may believe that you are alone in you sexual cravings, that no one would understand. Trust me, that's not the case. I'd like to talk briefly about non-consent or reluctance fantasies.

Many men have a fantasies of taking a women by force and controlling her every sexual move, but in real life would never hurt or harm any woman. There are also thousands of women who desire the brute strength or the controlling nature of a man. Were not taking about real life rape here.

Were talking about a real reluctance and rape fantasies that are probably the toughest fantasy to fulfill.

What are the chances that you will meet and marry someone who shares your most secret and long awaited desire. For some it may happen, for others the chances are sadly pretty small. It's a shame really that some of us will spend most of our lives without ever fulfilling those desires that not only sexually excite us, but can take pleasure to all new heights.

Both men and women are not only curious but they are seeking ways to safely explore these needful rape fantasies desires. It's exciting, to think about being taken by force, but important to have it all be safe.

Theres a certain thrill about a handsome man stalking you in your own home or following you down the street. To be taken in hand and forced to submit to dirty but fully electrically charged sex! There are times when the urge is so strong that you would do almost anything to get some satisfaction. But alas your partner just isn't into it, or you simply can't convey your feelings. Sometimes you just wish a man would take you by force and give you exactly what you want. GOOD NONCONSENT SEX!

So the question becomes, do you just put those feeling on the shelf? Or do you actively seek out a way to fill your needs?

You don't have too just sit idly by thinking you'll never get close to your deep inner cravings. I have found a few places that actually deliver non-consent or reluctance fantasies.

Lets look at the first place Force Fantasies. I'm not going to out on a limb here and say this is my favorite but clearly I'm taking about this one first lol.

The first time I saw this place I was impressed, I think what caught my attention was the pure love of force fantasies this woman and her staff have. It's so obvious that they love the concept. They have so many scenarios that you probably wouldn't believe it unless you saw with your own eyes. I urge you to take a look and see if this is just the kind of thing you have been looking for. Force Fantasies.

The second place is a little more hardcore and might appeal more to the men, although there are plenty of women who might absolutely love it. The scenes are a bit darker and the women treated a tad rougher. Theres plenty of rope play and the use of knifes.

This stuff will make your knees weak and your pulse pound. The site is called 'Rope Porn' but the underlying theme is clearly non-consent and reluctance. Go ahead and have a look and see if this site has the kind of stuff that will help you get the sexual tension and heart pounding fantasies you need to get off. Rope Porn

This third place will diffidently appeal to both sexes, it's so life like and the pics and movies are as real looking as you can get. Theres a couple of preview movies you can watch right here

This site is called Damsels in distress. Don't be fooled by the name or think that this site doesn't deliver. These people have worked very hard to bring non consent and reluctance fantasies, with scenes so life like you will be amazed.

This site has devoted the time and energy into making non-consent and reluctance a very hot and erotic adventure for anyone who is curious or a hardcore fan. Watch the free movies from the link above and then visit the site to see for yourself. Damsels in Peril.

The fourth site is really quite unique and has a real BDSM flare. This site is for fans of reluctance and forced orgasms. Where women are bound gagged and forced to cum. Scenes are dark and mostly take place in dungeons, creepy ill lit buildings and outdoors. This site will blow you away if the bdsm flare works for you.

I watched some movies here and wow is all I can say. These people have got it right! If pretty women bound gagged, spanked and fucked is your thing then don't miss out! This stuff really is impressive. It's a site where BDSM meets non-consent and reluctant sex. The sites name is 'HogTied'. You may have heard about it, but if you haven't investigated yet then I urge you to do so! Hog Tied

These places have been given the thumbs up my many adult review places and if I find more that actually deliver what they say they do then I'll add them. In the mean time explore and enjoy your fantasies because no one will do it for you...

First love

2009-04-10T10:59:00.000-07:00

First love that never was

No sex just an erotic musing

Roxanna
It was a telephone call that brought back memories of my frist love.
A good and life long friend called from my home town, said he had bumbed into a women by the name of Roxanne. My heart stopped for just an instant. "You remember the tall girl with the long black hair? She and her husband were in town for a convention. We had drinks and she showed me pictures of her kids. She's changed a bit, gained a little weight but still looks good. You know she remembers you" he said.

And I remembered her, of course. She was the most beautiful girl in our high school. Her body had blossomed before the other girls, and her blouse always had the top two buttons unbuttoned. It drove guys crazy, especially when she bent over to tie her shoes. She dated several guys, and I can't say I had anything to do with her except for the greeting I gave her every day in the hall. She always said hi back. She was a junior, and I was a freshman – only two years, but in high school the difference was insurmountable. I once contemplated sending her an anonymous rose for Valentine's Day, but lost the nerve at the last minute. To say I had a crush on her was an understatement; it wasn't love or even infatuation I felt but an inability to tear my eyes off her whenever she was around. Once I saw her sunning on the front lawn of somebody's house. The image of her feminine figure peeking out of her bikini while she chatted with friends enchants me still.

She went to college, and I never saw her again, though I pictured her in countless situations and positions of pleasure. Yes, I lost my virginity several thousand times to this seventeen year old girl. When I recall her limbs and spritely smile, I recall my youth, my childish fear of her, the silly teenage imagination. I see her shedding clothes for the first time before a man; details of that occasion are unknown, but it must have happened, so I try imagining it. I try to be there. I see before my eyes a sarcastic bikini-clad girl of sixteen in the front yard, lying on her towel, relaxed, giggling, self-absorbed and totally unaware of her effect on teenager boys. I can see my hand on her stomach, inching towards her bosom – would she allow that? I'm sitting in the car next to her kissing those lips – looking into her eyes (was I ever really close enough to notice them?), moving my hands down her back, and Roxana smiling – not laughing or moaning or panting – just looking at me in that half-mocking way (did she even know my name? ) Her face becomes less innocent, more aware of sensuality – a shadow of past loveliness. An older version of herself straddles my supine body with her back to me, breathing hard, rocking my body as I hold her moving hips. She cries and settles onto my chest. I give her a kiss, and notice that nothing was the same; her body had more bulges, her breasts were sagging with age, her skin was less smooth (but still sensitive to a man's touch). The galloping caresses continued; then with a whimper and a sigh she expires, shaking and shaking still, closing her eyes and sighing a long sigh, lying back and facing the sky as if placed inside a coffin.

And where was she? Where was she?

Online dating service

2009-04-09T15:13:00.000-07:00

Chatting can lead to sex

That is, when they are filled with bored rich women who are there to brag about all the younger lovers they have. That’s where I first heard about 'You and Me'. My friends use the online dating service to find themselves younger men or married men who are into discreet affairs. ‘They are always obliging, and I haven’t met a men with a limp cock yet,’ Larissa toasted, holding her wine glass high. With reviews like that I had to take a peek. I’m not the cheating type; Harry and I still have a good sex life, even if it is only once a week. I was surprised to see so many ads, and I have to admit, I was taken by a few. Especially one from a married man named Ben. He looked like the man you see on the front covers of romance novels. I’ve read more than a few of those, and always wondered what it would be like to be swept off my feet by tall strong and handsome. Before I could stop myself I sent him an email. I was so nervous the next day. When Harry left for work I was too excited to check my email. I waited until 10:00 am, and sure enough, there was a reply. Ben wrote that I should call anytime the next two days because his wife was out of town and we could meet at his place. I couldn’t believe my pussy was wet just from reading his message. There it was, hard cock waiting for me if I wanted it. I called. When I arrived at Ben’s he offered me a drink and showed me around. He was the perfect gentleman, and when the tour reached the bedroom he asked me what I’d like to do next. ‘How about you show me how you treat a lady in bed,’ I said, and we both blushed. That broke the ice, and before long we were both a naked tangled mess on the bed, having the kind of sex that I’d only ever seen in the movies Harry and I sometimes watch on weekends. I did things with Ben I’d never done before. Just because I married an older man doesn’t mean I’m an old woman yet.

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2009-04-02T06:26:00.000-07:00

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Forced sex

2009-04-01T09:51:00.000-07:00

Non consent sex and reluctance

She was such a timid little thing. When my roommate brought home his
new girlfriend for the first time I couldn't help but laugh a little.
She was hardly five feet tall and looked even shorter the way she
shyly folded her arms and looked at her feet.

"Hey, Mark, this is Carolyn."

I held out my hand and she looked at Tom, my roommate, before shaking
it, as if asking permission.

She was cute in a very girl next door sort of way. Straight mousy
brown shoulder length hair, sort of dull brown eyes, pale skin that
was peppered with freckles. She was a little chubby, sort of holding
on to baby fat around her middle and on her bottom. She didn't really
seem to know how to dress, with her long skirt and her three layers of
shirts which she was wearing to try and desperately cover up the fact
that she had quite a nice chest. I think she noticed me staring at her
chest, because she folded her arms in from of her breasts and blushed
slightly.

"How old is she?" I asked when she got up to get a drink.

"She's 20, why?"

"She looks like she's in high school." I said with a smirk.

My roommate Tom was a nice enough guy. He was a bit old fashioned and
religious, something I could never understand. We didn't talk much,
but we were friends and we had been roommates in college. I was 25 and
Tom was 24 and living together had always seemed to work. This was his
first girlfriend after his big breakup with the girl he dated all
through college, so I guess it was a good step for him.

It was strange, from that first day I seemed to be drawn to Carolyn.
Maybe it was the way she seemed so embarrassed to be there and how
every time I looked at her she looked down or looked away. It wasn't
even like I was ogling her, but she seemed so intimidated by me. I
wasn't a bad looking guy, but I was probably a foot taller than her
and I outweighed her by a good hundred pounds. I was certainly a lot
more experienced than Tom and I dressed better.

I chuckled to myself as they got on their coats and got ready to go
out. I could only imagine the sex that they would have, Christian Tom
with his morals and Carolyn with her almost immobilizing shyness. I
doubt they would kiss until the third date. Sex was for the wedding
night.

They went out to a movie and I found myself thinking a lot about this
shy little thing. I was off for the weekend and didn't have anything
planned so I had a few beers, watched some television, had a few more
beers and by the time Tom and his date got him I was feeling pretty
good.

They smiled at me, sort of nervously. I wondered if they wanted to
make out on the couch or something, so I got my stuff together.

"I'll let you guys have the living room, I was just going to bed."

"No!" they both said in unison. Then Tom laughed. "Carolyn has to get
home pretty soon anyway. We just came back to get her scarf."

Tom went to the bathroom and I turned my attention to the girl.

"Carolyn, you go to our old college right?"

She nodded, still looking down.

I stood up and stretched and felt how drunk I really was. I walked
over to her and she seemed to cower. It was an odd feeling, having
this girl so intimidated by me.

I smiled at her and she sort of nervously half smiled back.

"You seem kind of nervous around me."

She swallowed and looked very embarrassed.

"I-I'm not."

She looked delicious like that, quivering. I don't know what it was,
but it turned me on, a lot. I looked up at the bathroom door and I
hadn't heard any flush or running water. I looked at her and I moved
forward a little and looked at her behind, now obviously checking her
out. She froze.

"You're a cute little thing. I can see why Tom likes you."

She didn't say anything. She just looked down at the floor.

"Nice ass. Nice tits."

Still nothing out of her, but her face turned bright red. There was
something electric in that. Having the power to make her blush so
easily felt good.

I reached behind her and placed my hand on her ass. It felt
deliciously soft. A little chubby, but tight skinned like a 20 year
old should be. I squeezed it and rubbed it a little.

"Very nice."

She opened her mouth, but all that came out was a little squeak, like
a mouse. A low flush of the toilet had me back on the couch in a
second, leaving her standing there, blushing and bewildered.

"Hey, Carolyn. Do you want some coffee or something?" he asked with a
tender smile.

She shook her head, no.

"I... I should go home." she mumbled and Tom nodded sadly, looking like
a kicked puppy.

I was a bit nervous as they left, wondering if she would tell him what
I had done, but something told me she wouldn't.

The next time I saw Carolyn and Tom I came home to find them on the
couch watching a movie. I smiled at them and said hello and proceeded
to heat up my dinner in the kitchen.

It had been a few days since that first meeting and Tom had certainly
not let on that she had mentioned anything about the ass grabbing. I'd
been thinking a lot about it, even jerking off to the idea of it at
night. The way she looked so frightened and didn't do anything to stop
me. I wondered how far I could go.

"I hope you guys don't mind if I eat my dinner out there in the living
room. I don't like eating in my bedroom." I said, sitting on the chair
next to the couch, close to Carolyn. Our apartment was pretty small
and the only real option was eating in the living room or our
bedrooms.

"No problem. We were just finishing this movie." Tom said, smiling. He
had his arm awkwardly around Carolyn, who was nervously looking
directly at the television.

"I'll make us some more popcorn." Tom said, getting up. Carolyn looked
petrified.

The minute he was out of sight I got leaned over and smiled at her.

"I've been thinking about that hot little ass every night Carolyn.
Tom's lucky."

I moved closer as I heard Tom opening drawers looking for the popcorn
and I slipped my hand up her leg and under her to feel her ass again.
She did nothing to stop me and just looked away. I got bolder and
moved up her side and cupped her breasts which were now in a sweater.
They felt perfect.

"I can't wait until Tom leaves us alone sometime. We can get to know
each other better."

I heard the microwave door close and I sat back down just before Tom
came in.

"Four minutes and it will be ready. Just like the movie theatre,
right?"

I smiled a wide and devious smile. Four minutes and I would get
another little feel. When he got up she got up too.

"Do.. you need any help?" she squeaked at him, holding his arm.

I had to stop myself from laughing out loud. He patted her arm. "No,
no. You sit and enjoy the movie, I'll be right back. I'm going to melt
some butter, too!"

I stood up as he went into the kitchen and I slipped my arms around
her waist and looked down at her. She stared at my chest, her cheeks
turning from pink to red again. I loved it when she blushed. I loved
how she shook in my arms.

I put my arms around her and squeezed her ass again, pressing my
hardening cock against her stomach and I kissed her neck and growled
into her ear. "You pretend you're a good girl, but I can tell you like
this. If you didn't you would just say no."

Her knees gave a little when I sucked and nipped at her ear and then
before I could do any more I heard Tom and so I walked to the
bathroom.

It went on like this the next few times. I pinched her ass. I copped a
feel of her tits here and there. I was looking for a time when I could
get bolder. It was a few weeks later that Tom decided we should all
hang out and watch some movie that had just came out on DVD. He
brought Carolyn over and said he would go pick up some dinner for us.
Carolyn wanted to go with him, but Tom being a chivalrous guy insisted
on going alone.

You see, Tom had gotten it in his head that Carolyn didn't like me,
which was probably true on some level. Tom didn't know it was because
I was groping and manhandling her, he thought she just hadn't gotten
to know me. Of course Tom probably got this idea because I told him
that's what was going on. Tom wasn't that bright and I can be very
persuasive when I want to be. Tom listened to my advice that Carolyn
and I just needed some time to talk and get to know each other.

As Tom put on his Market and got his coat I looked at his sweet little
Carolyn. She was wearing a knee length skirt and a button down blouse.
She had had a sweater on, but when I turned the heat up she had taken
it off. She had her hair back in a ponytail and her lips, which were
sort of pouty, were shiny with pink lip gloss.

The minute he was out the door I was on her, this time sitting next to
her kissing her full on the lips. She put her hands up and pressed
against my chest to push me away. She wasn't very strong. I kissed
her, her lips tasted like vanilla. I was hard almost instantly. I
tried to slip my tongue in, but she wouldn't open her mouth. I roughly
squeezed her breasts and pushed her back on the couch. She whimpered a
little as I opened the top few buttons of her shirt and felt
underneath. She was clutching my hand, trying to pull it away, but
never saying a word in protest.

I watched the clock, setting myself a time limit of 15 minutes. I knew
she had to get herself back in order, but I was going to have my fun
before Tom came back.

I slipped my hand down her side and down her leg and then when I got
to the hem of her skirt I pushed it up. She opened her eyes wide and
struggled to say something, but no words came out. She looked scared.
It made me even harder.

Her legs were pale and soft and although she closed them tightly I
pushed up her skirt and tried to slip my fingers between her clenched
thighs. No luck. I shook my head, I don't like not getting what I
want. I put my hands on her knees and pulled hard, she squirmed, but
she was weak and I opened her legs easily. She tried to close them
again, but I pushed her back on the couch so that her legs were up in
the air and I spanked her hard on the ass.

It was an interesting thing. She tensed up, but her legs loosened
then. I spanked her again for good measure and slipped my hand up and
then between her thighs.

"Well, well, well." I said, chucking with the evilest grin I could
muster.

"This is very interesting, it seems like the shy little prude is
soaking wet." I was only feeling her soaked panties, but I pushed them
aside and saw her pretty pink pussy, which was covered in short
trimmed brown hair.

"I knew you were a little slut deep down." I said, slipping a finger
around the wetness and watching her writhe and moan. When I started
slipping a finger in she grabbed my hand, but I took both of her
wrists in one hand and pulled her hands away.

I looked at the clock and I didn't have much time. I slipped my finger
in to perfect tightness. I had to fuck this. There was no doubt in my
mind. She was a horny little slut who liked to be forced and I was
going to fuck her. It was only a matter of time.

I slipped my wet fingers up and found her clit and rubbed it softly.
Her eyes closed and her hips raised up.

"That's right, moved those hips up you little slut. You want more
fingers don't you?"

She shook her head no and bit her lip. I went on, fingering her
faster. I found her clit and rubbed it, finding it surprisingly large
and swollen. Her eyes closed and she moaned and pushed her hips into
my hand. I relished the power over her and watched as her body
tightened, getting closer. Then I stopped.

"Tom will be home soon. I'd better stop." I said with a wicked grin,
slipping my finger into my mouth. She tasted clean and fresh.

She looked confused and frustrated. Her legs closed and she seemed to
be thinking of what to say or do.

"Unless you want me to finish." I looked her in her eyes, but she
looked away and shrugged.

"All you have to say is please."

She looked like she would cry then. She closed her legs and rubbed
them together.

"So wet and so close, but now it gone isn't it. I tell you what, I'm
pretty good. I bet I can get you to cum hard in no time. You better
speak up though before it's too late."

She swallowed. "Ok." she said.

"No, not ok. Please. Say it." I put my hand on her leg and pulled her
legs open.

"Please!" she said, pouting. But just then the front door lock turned
and she straightened herself. Tom came in with a smile and pizza and I
smiled wide. It was fun to watch her squirm through a whole movie.

After the movie I said my good nights and left them alone, though I
had a plan. I waited in my room for a long while, until Carolyn got up
to go to the bathroom. The bathroom was out of sight of the living
room and it was right next to my bedroom.

When she passed by I opened the door and glared at her.

"Come here, slut." I said, standing just inside my room with the door
open. This was the test. If she was just a timid girl, too shy to even
tell me to stop she wouldn't follow my instruction.

She looked down, face red and walked in.

I pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard and pulled up her
skirt, slipping my hand down her panties and hunting for her clit.

She was wet again. Very wet. I wonder how long she sat in the living
room waiting with Tom. Did she sit there getting wetter and wetter
wondering when I would make my move?

As I fingered her I reached down and took her hand and pushed it into
my jeans and past my boxers. She grasped my hard cock, not moving her
hand, just holding it and breathing hard.

My fingers were slick with her as I rubbed her clit, putting pressure
on it and moving two fingers in a small circle around it.

She started rubbling my cock up and down, slowly, unsure.

"I..." she swallowed hard, her breath labored.

"Please, you're going to make me..." she tried again.

Her knees were giving and she was trying to slid down the wall,
squirming to get away from my fingers.

"Please, what?" I said into her ear, placing my other hand on her hand
and making her stroke me faster.

"So.. close.." she seemed to be desperately trying to come and at the
same time not to cry out.

I slipped one finger in. She was so tight and my fingers were thick, I
doubted I could get two in. It was lovely to watch. When she started
to come she got scared. She covered her mouth with both hands as I
fingered her and rubbed my thumb against her clit.

Right after she came she stumbled out of my room, went to the bathroom
and locked the door. I was hard. I was hard and I wanted to fuck. I
heard Tom knock on the bathroom door.

"Are you ok?" he asked through the door.

I composed myself, put on a pair of sweatpants and opened my door.
"What's up?"

Tom looked concerned.

"She's been in there a while."

I nodded supportively.

"You ok, Carolyn?" he asked again.

"Ye-yes... it's just my stomach." she sounded like she was crying.

Tom looked worried.

"Maybe you should get her something for her stomach from the
drugstore." I suggested, with the best caring look I could muster.

He seemed to think it was a good idea.

"Do you want me to go to the store and get you some medicine, for your
stomach?"

There was silence.

"I... it's ok."

I clenched my jaw.

"Carolyn, I think it's a good idea." I said in a controlled voice. Tom
looked at me a little oddly.

More silence.

"Oh... ok..." she said meekly, now obviously crying.

Tom smiled, happy to be able to do something helpful. I patted him on
the back.

When I heard the door close behind him I knocked on the bathroom door.

"Open this door, now." I said slowly and forcefully.

There were sniffles behind the door.

"I... I shouldn't. I like Tom, I don't want to che-"

I growled to myself. "Open the door, now. I'm not going to ask you
again."

Another sob, another sniffle and then the sound of the lock and then
the door opened.

She looked like a mess, her ponytail coming undone, her makeup running
down her cheeks. I was hard. Rock hard. She was looking down
pathetically. I turned her around so she was leaning against the sink.
I pulled up her skirt until it was bunched at her hips and over her
back.

"I... don't want to cheat on him." she said, not looked back at me.

Her panties were cotton. White with flowers. I took hold of one side
and pulled it apart with both hands, then I ripped the other side and
then I slid off the tattered remains.

"Then tell me no, slut."

I opened my jeans and pushed them down a little with my boxers, just
enough to get my cock out.

"You shouldn't." she whimpered.

I spanked her ass hard, looking down at her.

She was a bit too short and was up on her tippy toes and I ended up
pushing her forward against the sink slightly to get easier access.

If there was any doubt about what she wanted, the moment my cock
slipped across her sex those doubts were gone. She was so soaked that
her thighs were wet.

I pushed the head of my cock in and she let out a long sob. She was
tight, but I didn't have much time, Tom would be back soon.

I pushed, the wetness letting me slip in, but the tightness keeping me
from fucking her as hard as I wanted to.

I pulled her hair back hard and she let out a wild little cry.

"Open your eyes and watch yourself get fucked like a whore in a dirty
bathroom."

She opened her tear filled eyes and locked gaze with her reflections.

"Tell me what you are."

I tried to keep my voice even, but I felt myself starting to go over
the edge. Tom would be here any minute. The sound of my body slapping
against hers echoed through the small tile covered room as I waited
for an answer.

"I'm... a slut," she started, gasping as I felt her tighten around my
cock again. "I'm a slut... fucking my boyfriend's roommate."

I gripped her ass tightly with both hands. Tight enough to leave
marks. I was about to come. I felt it with every inch of me. I pulled
out and turned her around and pushed her to her knees.

Her face was white and her cheeks were bright red like a doll. Her
eyes were vivid blue from crying. She looked so much younger than 20
then. I pumped myself quickly with my hand until I felt the first jet
of come, then I pushed my cock into her mouth.

I wasn't sure she would know what to do, but she sucked it perfectly.
I came hard into her mouth over and over and she kept sucking as I
shuddered and softened. I pulled up my pants and looked down at her
once more. That first shot of cum was on her chin, but she swallowed
the rest. She had a far away look in her eyes.

"You swallowed it perfectly." I said, her eyes meeting mine with
something like defiance or pride. I left the bathroom and closed the
door behind me.

Tom came back five minutes later. Carolyn had cleaned herself up and
sat on the couch, her eyes still red and her face expressionless. I
heard them whisper for a few minutes and then she left. Tom told me
she went home. He would check on her. She said it was probably food
poisoning.

That was the last time I saw her. It was just over a week ago. I
imagine her going over and over these things again, wrapped up in the
cycle of guilt and arousal. I'll give her one more day and then I may
have to drop in on her at home.

Sex Parlor Fantasy

2009-03-30T08:20:00.000-07:00

A sexual non-consent fantasy - needful things

This couldn't be right; I must be in the wrong place. The Job advertisment said "posistion in the adult entertainment business", but this was a sex parlor.

It wasn't that I didn't like sex or anything like that, god knew I had needs just like anyone else and they were perhaps a little more perverted than most. It was just that, well a sex parlor wasn't my thing. I was thinking more along the lines of directing some nasty little sex movies. If I was the director I could make the girls do what ever I wanted and perhaps even have a little fun my self.

I looked around anyway, the place was nice__ tastefully done. There were little rooms, all very well kept down one corridor. It looked recently painted; the creamy white color of the walls went well with the dusty pink baseboards and wainscoting running the entire length of the hall. At the front desk, or really more like a front lounge; there were comfy chairs all matching the dusty pink painted wood.

There was a smell too, not a sex smell; because I would have recognized that in an instant. It was more like the smell of need, as if the people who came here were needful rather than just looking for a good time.

That was what made me take a closer look, what kept me there. I would stay for the interview.

I have to say I have always been drawn too needful things; I love to watch people grovel for the things that turn them on. I know, maybe I'm a pervert that way but it's what gets me hot. I understood then what the place was about. It was a place where people just like me could come and live out there wildest fantasies. A place that wouldn't bulk at anything someone might dream up. It was a fantasy parlor.

Shit I could have fun here, I could take some ones sexual needs and make them beg for it. I could just see it, a lonely house wife whose needs were never met, desperate for attention, needing a particular thing. The possibilities were endless the sex scenes iniquitous.

I admit it was turning me on. As a man I have needs too, and this seemed like just the right kind of place to fulfill certain nefarious notions.

I looked at the clock, it was almost, time. In just a few moments I would be greeted by an interviewer.

Swishing her way down the hall was a woman, no let me rephrase, more than a woman, a goddess really. My eyes started at the high heel black boots and worked there way up. Black boots met with the bottom of a pretty pink ruffled skirt, swirling around to give just a peek of leg. Not any old leg, but a shapely muscled leg encased in lovely tanned skin. The swaying of her hips caused the hem to rise up for a brief look at a small dainty white garter. Further touring with my eyes, I saw a small waist, I could only imagine at the back would be very fine ass. As she walked delicious mounds of breast bounced with each step.

A beautiful neck line met with a stunning face. Simmering blue eyes, devious full pink lips and golden hair that curled and twisted into a knot at the back of her head, she knew she had my full attention.

'Mr. Kern I presume? I'm so pleased you made it here to my little fantasy place.'

I had to catch my tongue before it fell onto the floor. I reached out to shake her hand and lay a kiss on those lovely white knuckles.

'The pleasure is all mine...Miss'?

'You may address me as Madame Kate. Follow me Mr. Kern we'll go to my private office.'

That's when I got the backside view. I couldn't decide just then if it was the curvaceous lines accented by the ruffled skirt or the way her bottom seemed to quiver at just the right time. Either way my original assumption was correct, it was a very fine ass.

'I've just been with a client with cretain needs, I don't normally dress like this'' She said as I followed her into a private room. 'Do you have needs Mr. Kern?'

'Yes ma'am I certainly do.' I affirmed, taking a quick look about the room.

'Then you understand about fulfilling certain needs in people,' she asked, taking a seat at her desk.

'Oh yes, I've been known to__ I have had certain opportunities to allow the fairer sex a chance to live out rather naughty fantasies.'

'I see Mr. Kern, so the job may interest you?'

'If the compensation is right; Yes Ma'am. I said noting the cupboard to the right of her head. I wondered what was inside and somehow knew I would have to opportunity to find out.

Madame Kate and I, haggled over money, coming to an agreement; we then discussed my attributes. Kate was most interested in my abilities regarding certain sexual acts.

The temperature in the room seemed to be going up, it wasn't the only thing. The bulge in my pants began straining to get out. Kate sat coolly gazing at my crotch. Our conversation became peccant.

'Tell me Mr. Kern, is your penis an equitable size. I only ask because the woman we cater to here require above the average in size.'

'Yes Ma'am I would say it's bigger than the ordinary. Would you care for a peek?'

'I'm sure that's not necessary Mr. Kern,' she said with a slight wave to her face. 'My; it's hot in here don't you think?'

I nodded my agreement and watched her unbutton the first two tiny closures of her top.

'Now Mr. Kern; about your knowledge of domination, there are many women who seek a strong male to take control. Do you have what it takes Mr. Kern? Can you make a woman submit to your will, while keeping her needs in mind?'

'I believe so ma'am, there's no finer thing than a woman on her knees. Her ass high in the air. A woman waiting for instruction, a woman smartly punished when she doesn't comply. A woman greatly rewarded when she does''

I had her there. I could see the need in her eyes, although she tried hiding it. I could smell her need a mile away. I could smell her sex. Kate's steely blue eyes bored into mine. I knew there would be a fight for control, only one of us would win.

'It sounds like you've had experience in that regard Mr. Kern, but are you any good at it?'

There it was; an open invitation, I knew I had to win the first round.

With boldness, throwing all caution to the wind, I stood and with deliberate slowness took her by the hand. Kate's eye brows raised, a look of amusement took over her face. I guess she didn't think I could pull it off.

Pulling her up to face me, gripping her head in both hands I kissed her hard on those full pink lips. Forcing my tongue deep in her mouth. She struggled to get away, but I held fast. Our tongues did battle for a minute before I felt her relax and we kissed with heated passion.

It lasted only a few seconds before she ripped her self away. 'How dare you Mr. Kern! No one gets to take liberties like that' You will have to leave.'

I had no intentions of leaving, the game had only begun.

With the speed of a cat, before she could do anything else I reached out and tore piece of material out of the front of her skirt. I hated to rip such a lovely garment but this was all or nothing. A man had to do what was necessary. One more yank and her top ripped wide open.The tasty flesh of her breasts peeked from under the lacy white half cupped bra. What a delight.

She stepped back quickly, but his was no time to relent, I snatched her wrists and jerked her around. I tore the rest of the flimsy material and off came her skirt.

'Mr. Kern! I'm warning you, stop this or I'll be forced to call for help.'

Call for help? I didn't think so. I held a piece of ripped fabric and shoved it temporarily into her mouth. Stopping for a moment I sniffed the sweet air surrounding my prize. I could smell the need growing stronger on her flushed skin. I wanted to take my time, but her blue eyes blazed, nostrils flared. Her hands wildly tried to escape my grip.

I needed to do something rather harsh or I might loose the game. There was no way to keep in control with her thrashing about. 'Quit thrashing or you're going over__'

For a second I was stunned, the gag had come out of her mouth. Kate bit me, her teeth lodged into my shoulder and wouldn't let go.

Oh this was good; I looked into those blue eyes. Amusement and taunting is what I saw. She was good I'll give her that, but I was determined to show her who was in charge. Disengaging my shoulder from her teeth; I spun her around forcing her to bend over the desk. With lightning speed I had that petty ass in a comprimising posistion

A tiny string thong was the only thing protecting her lucious butt. Of course that didn't matter, I yanked the string feeling it give away in my hand. That fine ass wiggled and swayed trying to escape my greedy hands. Perhaps she knew what I was going to do next.

I didn't make her wait to find out. A good hard spanking is what she needed and that's just what she got.

'You're going to pay for that little bite sweetie,' I told her. Kate tried to thrust away, but my hand was already falling on her sweet spankable butt. Holding her down quite firmly, I gave her the ass tanning she really needed.

That fine ass was bouncing around with every good smack I gave it.

'Oh Mr. Kern, oh stop it! You can't do this!' she yelled.

Couldn't do this; I laughed. I slapped that butt till it was all rosy red. She fought and thrashed around the entire time, her bottom must have been on fire by the time I stopped.

'Now I'm going to fuck you Kate, I'm going to fuck your pussy, and then I'm going to fuck your ass. You do as I say, or you'll be getting another spanking you won't ever forget.'

I grabbed her hair, and pulled back her head. 'Get down on your knees baby!'

I heard a small whimper escape her throat, a whimper of need. She fell to her knees, offering her treasures too me.

A nice warm, freshly spanked ass always got me hot, and I didn't waste time plunging my nine inch cock into the depths of wetness. She was tight and oh so hot inside, I wanted to fuck her knees weak. Her fine ass lifted with each stroke of my cock, making me crazy for more. 'You like that don't you? Like getting your bottom spanked and your pussy fucked.'

Yes! Oh fuck me harder Mr. Kern!'

A few more hard thrusts to her pussy and I was ready to explode. But there was still her ass to take care of so I withdrew before I emptied my load.

'Where's the lube my little pet?' Kate's head nodded toward the cupboard. I knew she wouldn't scramble away and got up to see what I could find.

A very nice selection of oils and lubes greeted my eyes. I picked the first one and began coating my dick. All I could think about was sliding it up her tight little ass.

Kate still on her knees groaned when I got down behind her once again. Gently I began pushing all nine inches into her well spanked ass. Heavenly tightness greeted my cock. I felt her ass give way and accept my turgid pole. Bang! I began thrusting into her, over and over riding her hard. The gasps and groans urged me to pump even faster, till we were both moving at an insane pace. Kate screamed once or twice and her pussy let go a stream of juice. My cock stiffened and jerked, my load creaming her insides.

'Mr. Kern,' she said as she rose on legs still shaking from the assault 'I believe you have the job''

I just smiled and helped her regain her balance as she tottered to her chair.

The end

A womans erotic massage

2009-03-20T10:38:00.000-07:00

The full body erotic massage

It was the end of a hard week, my back was aching and my neck and shoulders needed a rub to ease the knots. I decided to treat myself to a massage , a little luxury for the end of the week. I called up the number of a local masseur just from the local papers; he was able to fit me in later that evening, excellent. I went home to shower and change and had just enough time for a glass of wine before I had to leave for my appointment.

I arrived at the place a little early so I sat in the waiting room looking through the latest WHO weekly, catching up on the gossip. A man came out and introduced himself as Craig and that he'd be with me in a couple of minutes. He was dressed in a snug T-shirt and loose pants. I noticed his nice smile and nice muscled arms and chest - his T-shirt not leaving much to the imagination. (I hope he's the masseur,I thought to myself). Craig left the waiting room, I could feel some stirrings down below as images of Craig's hands on my body filled my head. I willed my body and mind to stop, after all this was just a massage!

Craig came back in a little while and led me to the massage room. He asked me to get ready and lay face down on the table, then he left the room. I undressed and hopped onto the table face down, pulling the warm fluffy towels over me. Mmmmm,The feel of the soft cotton on my naked body together with the soft music and the aroma of ylang ylang started to relax me. Craig came back into the room, I heard him put some oil on his hands and then I felt his strong hands over my back,.working the oil all over my back and then kneading at those tight spots. Aaaaahh,that felt so good,I really needed some work on my back. My mind drifted off into a peaceful place as he continued working on my back.

All too soon his hands left my back and he pulled the towel back over my back. He then lifted the towel from the bottom to my ass, exposing my legs,then began working on my legs. He started on my feet,.rubbing the soles, relieving the ache,then up to my calves,then all the way up my thighs,sliding his hands up and down my legs. His hands seem to be working quite a while on my thighs,sliding from the outer to the inner thigh then back again,all the time moving up and down my thigh. Every time he moved up he seemed to move closer to the junction. By this time my body was responding,.juices started flowing and my breathing was speeding up.

Craig continued his torture on my thighs,this time he moved so high he brushed my lips with his fingers,.was it accidental? I drew a sharp breath in. Next moment I felt his hands on my ass,..a moan escaped my lips and I lifted my hips to give him better access. Hands rubbing my ass,caressing,kneading,then fingers sliding down my ass all the way to the front,sliding in through my wet lips and finding my hard clit,finger circling that special spot,round and round,,lightly then harder. My hips started to move,rubbing my clit against his finger,faster and faster...... he slid his fingers into my wet pussy just as the waves of pleasure took over my body.

Craig turned me around,my naked body was exposed to him. I watched his face as his eyes traveled down my body,he liked what he saw. He let his hands run up and down my body, careful to avoid my nipples and pussy. This light teasing was getting me going again. He continued exploring my body with his fingers and eyes,not touching where I wanted to feel his touch the most. I wanted to feel him now,.I lifted my hand and touched his cock on the outside of his pants, he was rock hard already.

I touched his hard length, all the way from his balls to the tip,then I slid my fingers under the waistband of his pants and jocks,and teased the tip of his cock. Craig groaned and slid off his pants, then thrust his hard cock into my face. I needed no more encouragement, I lightly flicked the tip of his cock while my hands cradled his balls,fondling and squeezing. Then my mouth took over where my hands were,taking each ball into my mouth,sucking and licking...licking all the way up his hard cock just to the underside of the tip and flicking at that sensitive spot.

Craig was moving his hips, wanting to feel my mouth around his cock but I wasn't ready to stop teasing yet. I continued teasing his cock,careful not to touch the tip even though he was trying very hard to push it into my mouth. Suddenly Craig couldn't stand it anymore,he held my head with both his hands and rammed his cock right into my hot wet mouth. "Oh yeah!" he cried "Fuck that feels good".

He pumped his cock in and out of my mouth all the while holding my head so I couldn't move. Craig let go of my head and then his mouth was on my breasts,sucking and licking my nipples while his fingers explored my pussy. His mouth then moved to my hot pussy,.his tongue delved deep into it,licking right inside and flicking my clit on the way out,,gosh it felt exquisite. My hips moved in rhythm with his mouth. He kept eating at my pussy while he climbed onto the table, and then his rock hard cock was in my face. I grabbed it with one hand while the other cupped his balls and guided it to my waiting mouth.

I sucked hard on his cock while his mouth worked on my pussy,..catching my clit in between his lips and flicking his tongue over it. His hand grabbed my ass pushing my pussy harder against his face. I could feel another orgasm coming on as his tongue kept circling my clit...my hips moved faster ,wanting to get over the edge, yessssss, my whole body tensed as wave after wave washed over me,all the while with his cock still in my mouth,.then I felt Craig tense up and hot cum spurted into my mouth. I swallowed all I could but some dribbled out the side of my mouth.

Craig climbed off the table, pulled me to my feet and kissed me deeply,tasting cum and my juices all mixed together. He hands made slow strokes along my body, softly caressing my breasts... my nipples hardening as he brushed his fingers over them. My hands moved to his cock which was semi hard. It didn't take much stroking and soon it was hard again. Craig turned me to face the table and grabbed my hips. I leant onto the table for support and he slid his cock into me from behind. He reached forward and rubbed my clit while pumping his cock into my hot pussy. For the third time I felt the onset of another orgasm, I screamed out his name as the delicious feeling took over my body. The muscles contracting in my pussy were too much for Craig to bear and he shot another load into my pussy. Spent, we both collapsed onto the table.

The end

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Tear my clothes off and rape me

2009-03-18T10:43:00.000-07:00

A young woman develops an interest in kinky sex, but who is she going to trust to tie her up and abuse her but her own brother.

The next day when I saw my brother parking his car I ran upstairs, leaving behind a little note, and a ski mask. The note was clear and short. It said that he should put on the ski mask, come upstairs, tear my clothes off, and rape me.

For the occasion I had on one of my old bras and an old pair of panties, a T-shirt, and a pair of gym shorts I never wore. My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited for him to show up.

I stood by my dresser and pretended to be brushing my hair while I waited. Every little creak and noise I heard made me gasp and look around. He was sure taking his time.

Then the door to my bedroom was flung open, smashing into the wall with a bang that startled me and made me scream. I whirled to see Rob wearing the ski mask.

He stalked towards me as I stared at him in pretended fear.

'I'm gonna fuck you, bitch,' he growled.

I jumped away from him but he grabbed me. I wrestled away and tried to crawl under the bed but he caught me by the ankle and dragged me out from underneath.

He jumped on top of me, rolling me roughly onto my back. I tried to punch at him but he pinned my arms to my sides and pressed his legs against them to pin them there as he sat straddling my body and leering down at me.

'You sure look like a tight little slut to me,' he sneered, his hands sliding up my belly and onto my breasts.

'Let me go!' I cried.

'Shut your mouth, slut,' he ordered.

He gripped the front of my T-shirt and ripped it open, then grabbed my bra and tore it apart, baring my breasts.

I let out a cry of shock as he tore my clothes off, my mind humming with sexual desire as he sank his fingers into my soft round flesh. He squeezed them hard, then bent and bit down on one of my breasts.

I cried out again, writhing beneath him, but he only laughed.

'I'm gonna fuck your tight little cunt, baby,' he said.

He shifted his position atop me to get at my lower body, and I rolled and kicked out at him, getting him in the stomach. For a moment I was free, and tried to get to my feet. He jumped me, his arm going around my throat and jerking me back hard against his body.

I gasped, finding it hard to breath as his arm pressed hard against my throat. His other hand groped one of my breasts as he bent me backwards.

'Think you can get away from me, you stinking little whore,' he growled cruelly. 'I'm gonna stuff my cock down your mouth and drown you in jism!'

We were on our knees, my body pressed against his. I gurgled helplessly, thrilled by his words as he turned and flung me belly down over the edge of the bed. His arm jerked away from my throat and he grabbed my shorts in both hands, ripping them apart, tearing them right off me.

His hand jammed in between my thighs and squeezed my pussy hard, then he ripped my panties off.

'Ahh, look at this fur pie,' he sneered, gripping my bare mound. 'Nice soft, cunt meat for the taking!'

He grabbed me by the hair and jerked me back, hard enough that I yelped in pain. He flung me on the floor and knelt between my splayed legs, undoing his pants and jerking them down.

'Ready for it, bitch?' he growled. 'Ready for my bone?'

He pulled out his hard erection and waved it at me, then pressed it against my pussy opening. I started to twist away and he grabbed me by the throat, forcing me back down flat.

'Don't move, whore, or I'll beat the shit out of you,' he hissed.

He gripped my thighs and dragged my bottom a little closer, then let my legs drop again and pressed his cock firmly against my moist, warm pussy crack. He thrust in hard, then dove atop me. His cock drove deep, and I cried out in pain as he crushed me to the floor and buried his cock in my quim.

He mashed his lips down hard against mine, his hand seizing a thick hank of my hair and jerking my head back as he crushed my breast painfully hard with his other hand.

He humped hard and fast, tearing his cock around in my belly as I gasped and cried out in dazed pleasure and pain. I tasted blood on my lips as his mouth crushed mine. His hips almost bounced against me, his cock tearing in and out of my burning fuck opening.

'Fucking whore!' he growled. 'Stinking bitch! Take my cock, bitch! Take my cock! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Fucking whore! Fucking cheap fuck-hole!'

My insides were burning up, and every time his cock stabbed up into me I felt a startling blast of jagged heat. I gasped and grunted and moaned as he fucked me hard, hardly able to think as my mind spun under the crackling sexual heat pouring through me.

I bucked and shook, my legs bouncing on the floor as he hammered his cock down into me with unrestrained violence and energy. He pulled back and grabbed the backs of my legs, then jerked my legs up and slammed them back against my chest.

He shifted his grip down along my legs to just above my ankles, straightening them and slamming them back over my shoulders. I cried out as my back ached, as my bottom was pulled into the air. He laughed and pounded his hips down against my bottom with furious heat, my bottom springing up and down under the hammer blows of his muscular hips.

Fire raced through my mind and I cried out as I came. A shockwave tore through me, reverberating back and forth inside my body as I thrashed and bucked and my mind spun. The universe turned out and I basked in the luscious, glorious pleasure slashing through my body.

Nothing existed by the pleasure and the hard furious pounding of his hips against me and his cock inside me.

I slowly came out of it, groaning as my eyes fluttered blearily. My body continued to shake under the hard pounding Rob was giving me, and I groaned as I tried to focus my eyes on him so - so high above me.

I felt my insides turning over, twisting and roiling in desire and burning sensual delight. I could hardly think with the waves of lust still washing over me. His cock was just - ramming down my pussy tunnel, pistoning in and out and like a jack hammer.

I came again, a long, warbling groan of ecstasy escaping my lips as I felt him increase the temp of his movements even more. My head jerked spasmodically, unable to even move because my ankles were jammed against the sides.

Then he stopped, groaning, his cock buried in my bubbling stewpot. He slowly let his weight off my ankles, letting them rise, letting my bottom ease back towards the floor.

He let my legs up and then dropped them on the floor. I lay unmoving, groaning weakly. He grabbed my breasts roughly, squeezing them, then he gripped my wrists and jerked my hands up together on my belly.

He reached down to his pants, which were around his knees then, and pulled out a tie from the pocket. He made me press my hands together like I was praying then wrapped the tie around them several times before pulling it up between my wrists, to bind them even tighter together. He tied off the tie then got to his feet, pulling his pants, shoes, and shirt off.

He gripped one of my wrists and jerked me up to my feet then forced me back against one of the tall corner posts of my bed. He lifted my hands up above me and held me there as he tied the tie off, then stepped back, eyes hungry, my body taut, as he looked me up and down.

'I bet I could sell you to a pimp for some pretty good money,' he said with a sneer. 'Hot cunt meat is always worth money.'

He cupped my pussy and squeezed it hard enough to make me wince.

'You'd probably even like that, wouldn't you, slut? You'd get to fuck ten or twenty guys every night, get to give blow jobs in alleys and let bums come in your face.'

He walked out of the room for a minute, leaving me standing there, struggling weakly, my wrists bound immovably against the post. It felt - weird, but exciting, my bare bottom pressed back against the cool, round wood, my arms held high above me, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

He came back with a small box in his hand, then set it down on the bed behind me.

'Tell me where you hide the money, slut,' he demanded.

'No!' I cried.

He squeezed one of my breasts until I gasped in pain.

'Show respect for your betters, slut girl,' he growled.

He seized my hard pink nipple and pinched it, pulling it out from my body, making my breast pull out in a narrow cone as I winced and squirmed in pain.

He let it go, then reached behind me to the box and pulled out - an ice cube. I stared at it as he held it in his fingers.

'Where's the money, bitch?'

'Fuck you,' I gasped.

He pressed the ice cube against the center of my chest, then slid it under my left breast. I gasped and tried to twist away, then kicked out at him, knocking him back. He moved in again, pressing his leg against mine to pin them back to the bed, then he rolled the ice cube around and around my nipple.

He slid it over to my other breast, rolling it all over it. The ice cube was melting, and the cold water trickled down my breasts and onto my belly. He laughed as I gasped and squirmed, sliding the cube down my belly, then up the side of my ribs and under my arm.

'Talk, whore! Tell me where the money is.'

'No!'

He slid the cube right down onto my pussy. I gasped and squirmed, trying to kick out at him as he forced it through my pussy lips and his fingers jammed it up into my pussy tunnel.

'Stop! No! Oohh! Don't! Take it ooout!' I cried.

His fingers pushed up my pussy tunnel to the knuckles, shoving the ice cube high inside me.

'Maybe that'll cool your hot little pussy off, tramp,' he snickered.

He stepped back and I tried to shake the ice cube out, lifting my feet one at a time, dancing in place as the cube shifted slowly inside me.

'Ohhh! It's cooold! It stings!' I whined.

'Tell me where your money is and I'll take it out!'

'Fuck you! Bastard!'

He laughed and got something else from the box. It was a candle. He took out a lighter and lit it, then waved it slowly back and forth in front of my eyes.

'Ready to change your mind?' he grinned.

'What are you gonna do?' I asked warily.

He put the candle near my nipple and I swallowed nervously.

'Don't you dare burn me,' I said.

He tilted the candle and some wax dribbled off and onto my nipple. I yelped in pain as the hot drops stung my nipple.

'Ready to be an obedient little whore?'

'Bastard!'

He tilted the candle again and more wax dribbled onto my nipple. It hardened almost instantly against the straining pink bud. He shifted the candle to my other nipple, and again stung it with wax that quickly built up around it. My nipples burned a little, but there wasn't any real pain.

He crushed the hard wax, breaking it away from my first nipple, and baring it, then dribbled more wax onto it. He blew the candle out, then reached into his box and pulled out something else. It was a banana. He took out a little jar and rubbed some gooey cream onto the tip and top of the banana, then pressed it against my pussy hole.

I gasped as he lifted one of my legs up and jammed the banana into my pussy. The creamy stuff was slippery, and he was able to force the thick banana halfway up me without much difficulty.

He pumped the banana into me as he held my leg up, leering at me as I panted and groaned. He shoved it up deeper, and I groaned as my body began to throb with pleasure once again.

'Yeah, look it the little slut get off on the banana,' he sneered.

'S-stop iiit,' I groaned.

'I can do anything I want to you, whore,' he said. 'Anything at all.'

He let my leg drop and abruptly turned me around to face the bedpost. He slapped my buttocks, making me yelp in pain.

'Talk, bitch. Tell me where the money is,' he demanded.

He pulled on my hair, making me cry out, then he slapped my buttocks again, then again. The banana was still stuffed deep into my pussy hole as his hand cracked against my bottom, and my pussy squeezed and sucked on it as the fiery sexual lust built up higher and higher inside me.

Every time he slapped my bottom I jerked forward, and the post mashed up between my legs. I groaned and humped against it deliberately, grinding my snatch and the banana against the hard wood as Rob slapped my bare buns red.

'Wish I had a bull whip,' he said. 'That'd put you in your place, little whore.'

I raised one of my legs, curling it around the bedpost as I ground myself against it. My pussy burned higher and hotter, and I grunted with pleasure each time his hand cracked against my bottom. My pussy was throbbing with lust, and my mind was starting to spin out of control.

Rob stopped, then reached above me, untying one end of the tie, then pulling my wrists higher still, forcing me up onto my toes. He tied them there again, and I tried to curl my leg around the post. Rob jerked it down, then he jerked my hair back again.

'Maybe you need more than just a spanking, you whore,' he growled.

I didn't know what he meant at first. I was floating on a wave of pleasure and wild, dark, thrilling sexual heat.

Then something cracked hard against my bare behind. It wasn't his hand, and hit harder. I cried out in genuine pain, twisting my head around to see him holding his belt, doubled up in his fist.

He swung it down against my bottom and again I cried out, the pain sharp and biting.

'Owwww! Stop it!' I cried.

Again the belt lashed across my buttocks. Again there was a blast of pain.

'OWww! No! Stop! Agghh!' I cried as the belt whipped against my buttocks again and again.

I pulled at the ties, but they held fast. I danced and jumped from foot to foot, unable to do much because of how tight I was stretched. The belt bit into my buttocks, hurling me forward against the post repeatedly, mashing the end of the banana into the wood as I cried out in pain.

Rob jerked back on my hair, pulling my head way back as he bent over me.

'Is this what you need, slut?' he demanded. 'Is this what turns you on?'

His hand gripped my pussy, jerking on the banana, rubbing it against my hardened clitty. Steam fairly poured from my pussy, almost as hot now as my buttocks. Before, everything had been completely safe, a game that was under my control. Now that belief in control had gone and with it a sparkling, hot sense of danger, of helplessness.

Rob bit down on my throat and squeezed one of my breasts hard, then drew back and slashed the belt across my bottom again.

I cried out in pain and pleasure both, my pussy mashing into the wood as the belt hurled my hips forward. The pain was not as raw now. My bottom throbbed with heat, and the heat seemed to shield me from the biting ache. What would he do?! Anything he wanted! I couldn't stop him!

Again and again the belt lashed across my buttocks, and now, without that sharp pain, I started to concentrate more on my pussy, more on the pleasure coursing through my veins.

I raised my leg again, curling it around the post as I mashed my pussy and the banana against it. The belt cracked across my buttocks repeatedly, and my mind spun as the orgasm roared upwards to explode inside my skull.

The orgasm hit as Rob shifted his aim. The belt hit right across my shoulders, almost knocking me breathless. The next blow hit the middle of my back, then my lower back. I was - it - It was like all my fantasies had come to life, like I was really being whipped, and the orgasm roared through me like a freight train.

It was more powerful than any I had ever experienced. It rocked me to the core of my being, sending my nervous system into meld-down as I screamed in pleasure.

I totally lost it, mashing my pussy against the wood with all my strength as Rob beat my buttocks and back with the belt.

I trembled and shook, my mind paralysed by the stunning force of the climax that was shaking me. It went on and on, a prolonged firestorm of sexual gratification that threatened to burn out my nervous system with its power.

Never before had I experienced anything like this. The orgasm seemed to last forever. I couldn't breath, couldn't think. I quivered like a leaf in a windstorm, my left knee drawn back as my pussy bounced and vibrated against the post and the belt cracked down on my back and bottom.

Rob stopped, and my orgasm slowly faded. I was almost insensible, my mind burned out from lack of air. My face was pressed against the post, my eyes closed as I groaned weakly.
The end
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Beach sex for two

2009-03-14T06:22:00.000-07:00

Passionate Beach Sex

There she is......walking by herself on the beach...the waves curling around her legs. She looks so at peace....just walking , hands swinging by her side. She stops a moment ...hands on her hips and she watches some of the sailboats in the water.

She's wearing a bikini top and shorts.....so beautiful even if she doesn't think so herself. Her curvy form sets the fire burning in him....he loves her body....curvy in the right places . She's always saying she's fat.......if only she believed how much he desired her body....delighting in the feel of it under his fingers....kissing every inch of it. To him it was perfect...and it was all his to have. He smiled at that thought..... .she was shy....but behind closed doors in their own world...the tigress came out. Oh how she excited him....how he savoured her touches....yearning to fill her as much as she yearned to be filled by him.

He went back to watching her.......she started to walk back now....from this view he could see her wonderful breasts..... barely covered by the triangles of her bikini top. She's not normally so daring as to walk around with just that top on....but the beach was empty. She was so beautiful... .he felt those stirrings again....it never took long when he was with her.

He decided not to hide anymore and walked towards her. As he approached he saw her look up and then quickly shake her top out ready to slip over her head. And then she saw it was him.....she smiled and ran up to him...into his arms.

"Hi baby...what are you doing here?" she asked....and his answer was a kiss.....he captured her lips with his.....moving tenderly over hers....tasting the salty tang on them. His hands held her face still while his tongue explored her mouth. She moaned against his mouth.....snaked her arms around his neck and pressed her body hard against his....wanting to get as close as she possibly could. He pressed back against her...wanting her to feel how she had affected him. She pulled back from the kiss and looked into his eyes....desire so apparent in both their gazes. No words were needed.....they both needed each other....now. He took her hand and led her behind the sand dunes.....to a private little spot away from peering eyes. He lay down and pulled her to lie on top of him.

Lips met and the passion burned again. His hands wandered down the length of her body......down to her ass...cupping them and squeezing... then back up to her beautiful breasts. She lifted her chest slightly to give him access....he cupped them both in his hands...his thumb making slow circles against her hardened nipples. She sat up and undid her top......he just lay there and gazed and her breasts....taking in the sight...mmmm. ..and then he pulled he towards him so he could take that wonderful nipple into his mouth...his tongue flicking lightly at the nipple while his fingers were playing with the other one. He sucked it hard into his mouth...biting gently.

Ooohhhh she moaned pressing harder against his mouth. He reached down to slide her shorts off....nipple still in his mouth he slid a finger between her lips.......oh how wet she was.....sliding it right into the moistness... .feeling the silky smooth inside...and then bringing it out again to rub her sweet clit.......round and round....... He needed to taste her.....so he pushed her back and lifted her hips to place that sweet pussy to his mouth. Oh yess....the taste of her...so sweet.....he lapped up her juices...letting his tongue lick from the bottom right up to her clit...sucking it in gently. She moved her hips, grinding against his tongue....her orgasm was coming..he could feel it bulding.

Mmm…….he so loved to feel her cum on his face but he needed to be inside her. He moved her back down and slowly she lowered herself onto his cock...such a delicious feeling. The wonderful feeling as each bit of his cock disappeared into her wetness….and for her the sensations s his cock slowly filled her. Their eyes locked…..desire and passion pouring out from their gazes…….and holding onto that gaze she started moving her hips. His hands on her hips….moving up and down with her….urging her faster as he felt the feelings intensify…….moans escaped her lips…that sweet sound just driving his passion even more. It wouldn't take long now...they were both burning for release. He grabbed harder at her hips and moved her up and down along his length..... faster……faster……her moans increasing …until she threw her head back and waves took over........ .feeling her pussy contract against his throbbing cock took him there too….calling out her name as he rode those waves with her……

The ass man

2009-03-13T07:29:00.000-07:00

The woman with the perfect ass

“Great arse!” I don’t know what made me say it, but when she walked past me in the bar, her pert cheeks hypnotised me. I’m not the sort of guy who usually accosts women in bars, with cheesy chat up lines. But I’d had a few drinks and it really was an impeccable specimen: firm, round, each cheek clearly defined in her tight skirt, making it all too easy to picture the pleasures that lay beneath and between.

I’ve always been an arse man and something about hers drew an instinctive reaction from me: I wanted to cup her buttocks; knead them; caress them; part them to see her fully opened up for me; slip my fingers into her wetness from behind so that I could admire the view while feeling her writhing at my touch and hearing her begging me for more. And, I have to admit, I wanted to slap those delectable cheeks, see them getting pinker as I gradually built up the pressure; and hear her moan as I alternated slapping her with fingering her wet slit.

She turned to me, and smiled. I froze. Suddenly, I was embarrassed at the images in my head. I briefly panicked she could read my mind and see the depravity I was mentally conjuring. It was so vivid that I wouldn’t have been surprised if I’d had a thought bubble over my head for everyone in the bar to see.

“You do realise that if you weren’t so good looking, I’d punch you for coming up with a line like that. But, as it is, you get a chance to buy me a drink. Assuming that your conversation isn’t limited to trite compliments?”

It took me a while to register what she’d said, and when I did, I felt intimidated at her confidence - but still drawn to her. And painfully aroused. Her voice was cigarette tainted, with a slight break in it: her inflection somehow suffused with an underlying giggle.

”It wasn’t meant to be trite,” I said, “It just slipped out. I never usually….”
”Whatever,” she said, waving away my apologies. A bottle of Budweiser, please. And I’ll be watching you so don’t even think of spiking it.”

As I went to the bar, my movements were hampered by the insistent erection that, although it had briefly subsided when she’d turned to challenge me, had swollen back to its former glory when she spoke. Something she noticed when I returned with her drink. She just glanced at my groin then raised an eyebrow. “Thanks for the drink.

So, going to top your opening line then?”

Talk about pressure. I figured the only way to deal with her was to give as good as I got.

“Yes. You don’t have a great arse. It’s bloody incredible.”

“Have you got an entirely one track mind? You realise I don’t have to listen to this.”

“You’re right. You don’t. But you are.”

“In the hope that first impressions were deceptive. Anyway, I can’t walk away - I know you’ll be ogling me. At least when I’m facing you, you can’t eye me up.”

“Impeccable logic. So you’re going to continue talking to me, even though you find me loathsome, just so I can’t look at your arse?”

“Precisely,” she smiled – it was obvious that she was bantering with me. “In fact, to make double sure…” She moved to a nearby table and perched on the bar stool.
“You mean I’ve actually got to talk to you now? But what if you’re boring?”

“That’s a risk you’ll have to take…”

Three hours later, the risk was paying off. Despite my less than perfect start, it turned out that her arse wasn’t the only thing I liked about her. She had an evil sense of humour, a natural confidence and knowing eyes, but there was a hint of vulnerability about her too. Just the occasional mannerism or thing she said that made me think she was less bullet proof than she first appeared. It was only the occasional flash though, and I wasn’t surprised when she was the one to ask me back to hers. Well, I was slightly surprised. I couldn’t believe my luck. But it seemed perfectly in character for her. Of course, I wasn’t going to say no. Even before I gave her an affectionate pat on the arse as we left the bar and swore I heard her moan under her breath.

Back at her flat, she got us both a beer, and sat next to me on the sofa. Away from the smoky air-conditioned bar, I could smell her properly for the first time. She had a delicate scent, albeit suffused with cigarettes and beer. But it was the musky base of her pheromones that really filled my senses: she smelled of sex. Although I was enjoying talking to her, from the second her aroma filled my nostrils, my mind was only half on her words. The rest of me was occupied with thoughts of bending her over the sofa, pushing up her skirt, ripping down her knickers and slamming my cock into her. I imagined her pushing back to meet my thrusts, my stomach slapping against her arse as I pounded her hard, unable to resist the urge to slap her arse as she begged me to go harder, faster, her muscles clenching tightly around my cock when I shot inside her.

God! I was drifting away too much. I dragged myself reluctantly back to reality. She was changing the CD and I tried to focus on what she was saying but her stereo was on the floor, so she was bending in front of me on all fours, offering me an exquisite view. I could feel my erection painfully constricted by my jeans.
“Like the view?” she said to me, looking over her shoulder. Bitch! She knew exactly what she was doing. It took every bit of willpower I have not to get on the floor and bury my face in her.

“You know I do,” I said.

“How about now?” She pushed her skirt up, bunching it around her waist to reveal pale thighs clad in black hold ups, a tiny thong all that was protecting her modesty.
I nodded, unable to trust my voice to remain steady.
“And this?” She took one of her fingers and sucked it into her mouth, keeping eye contact with me as she did so.
“If you don’t stop, you’re going to get what’s coming to you.”
“And what would that be?” She removed the finger from between her lips and, sliding her thong to the side with her other hand, pushed her finger slowly inside herself.
There’s only so much a man can take and by now, it was obvious I wasn’t misreading any signals.
“This,” I said, and slid to the floor, pushing my face into her dripping folds. She tasted divine: sharp but with a slight sweetness too. I ran my tongue gently between her lips towards her clit, deliberately keeping the pressure light. Two could play at teasing. She pushed her arse back into my face but I kept pulling just far enough away that I was in control of how much pressure she could feel. No matter how much she wriggled, she wasn’t going to get any more than I chose to give her.

“I want you,” she moaned. I briefly pulled my wet face away from her.

“How much?”

“Totally. I need you inside me.”

Tempting as the offer was, I was going to pay her back for her earlier game playing first.

“What would you do to have me inside you?”

“Anything.”

I recognised the tone in her voice. She was at that state of arousal when nothing else matters.

“Even if I was to give you a spanking for being such a tease earlier?”
Now, there was no doubt about it. She gave a definite moan.

“God, yes. Spank me then fuck me.”

Seeing her on all fours in front of me, arching her back and pushing her arse towards me, her fingers now moving over her clit, I decided to give her what she wanted. Call me a gentleman. I started with a gentle slap but, as I saw her buttocks start to get pink, and felt her juices begin to run down my hand, I slapped harder, making her emit mewling cries of pleasure. Her arousal was making her inner thighs and arse sticky, and my fingers almost slipped into her centre of their own accord. When I started to work my finger inside her, flicking her G-spot hard and slamming into her fast, I could feel her start to shake and knew her orgasm was imminent.

”Fuck me,” she begged. “I want to feel you coming in me when I come.”

My cock was aching for release so, after a few more thrusts of my fingers, I put the head of my cock at her entrance and pushed slowly into her. Every nerve in my body was screaming to slam it into her, but I wanted her to feel every inch of that first thrust, to know exactly how much she was taking and, just when she thought she’d taken me all, start fucking her in earnest.

Her hips bucked back against me but I kept control, giving her my cock so slowly she was almost crying for me to hammer it into her by the time I finally buried my full length inside her. After that, all bets were off, and I began to pound her, enjoying her going wild on my cock, her muscles clenching and entire body jerking back in an effort to take me as deep as she could. I could see her pinching her nipples as I gave her the hardest seeing to I could remember in a long time. And, as I felt her telltale muscular rippling, I shot inside her, and was rewarded by her screaming in orgasm and spurting her juices onto my balls.

I stayed inside her for a while, recovering from the intensity of the orgasm, enjoying the occasional pulse that shot through her body. Then she pulled away slowly, clearly as reluctant as I was to end the fuck. She turned round and looked me in the eyes.

“Not a bad start, I guess.” she said, giving me a peck on the lips.
And as she moved down my body and started to lick my wet balls, I knew the night was still young.

A Handjob For My Husband

2009-03-12T09:20:00.000-07:00

The wife thought she was giving her hubby a handjob

I had just got up and made coffee. My husband Rob was still lying in bed with his nose buried under the blankets. I couldn't blame him; it was so cold that day. I looked outside and got an instant chill.

Wistfully I glanced at our car. The poor old thing hadn't worked for months despite Rob's assurances that he would get to it soon.

I went to the bedroom with a coffee in hand and gently woke him up. I had to go my classes and wanted to say goodbye. The lucky bastard had the day off so I would be walking alone in the freezing air. I don't mind walking when the weather is nice but the walk to college was about a mile and I really wasn't looking forward to freezing my ass off.

"Hey sleepy I brought you a coffee," I said and kissed him on his warm cheek.

"Thanks babe," he replied and sat up. "What's it like outside?"

"Terrible, it's so cold there's frost on the window in the bathroom."

"Oh that's not good..."

"No it's not and I really hate walking in this weather."

"I know babe, I'm sorry maybe I can work on the car today."

"It will be a cold day in hell before that happens." I was being sarcastic but I had heard it many times. The car had been out of commission for months and he hadn't even tried to get it going.

"Well maybe today will be cold enough..."

I blew him a kiss and shook my head as I got ready for the walk. I bundled up in many layers including two pairs of gloves and an extra pair of wool socks.

The walk was as awful as I imagined and I was shaking cold long before I got there. When I finally arrived my teeth were chattering so bad I was unable to recite a story I had written and the professor made me leave the class to get some hot coffee.

The sad thing was that I only had one class that day and it was an hour and half long. I would just be warming up before I would have to go back out and walk home. It seemed a dismal day at best.

Just as I was leaving my friend Paul from another class asked if I wanted a ride home. I could have kissed the guy if I wasn't married. Ever so gratefully I accepted. He chatted non stop, but I hardly noticed as the little car heater was pumping out glorious warmth from the vents. I had the vents aimed right at my legs and face. It was so nice I was almost sorry as he pulled to the side of the road to drop me off. I was feeling warm and cozy as I got out and thanked him for the ride.

I was making my way to the house when I noticed something I never thought I would see. There was Robs legs sticking out from under the car. My god he was actually working on fixing it! I was so impressed that he would come outside in the freezing air and try to fix the car that I just had to reward him. I got this crazy little idea.

I quietly snuck up on him and crouched down between his legs. He had no idea I was there. With a sneaky little look around making sure no one could see from the road I pulled one of the gloves off my hand. I heard him make some cursing noises and then something fell onto the pavement with a clunking sound. It was evident he was absorbed in what he was doing.

I smiled to my self and the reached under the edge of the car and put my hand on his crotch.

"Hey!" was all I heard.

"Shhh. Don't say anything," I whispered and unzipped his pants. I looked again making sure the neighbors weren't around. "Your such a good boy cumming out here" I murmured. "It so cold let me warm you up."

I heard him under there make a little grunting noise and his legs tensed as I fished around for his cock. He was wearing long underwear and I couldn't actually see it. It didn't matter however and I maneuvered my hand until I had his dick firmly in my grasp. I began stroking him up and down gently at first and then harder and faster. I felt him swelling up and his hips were pushing up against the car. It was really cool having him in such a vulnerable position. It didn't take long before he was cumming, I watched his cum well up over my hand. I smiled sweetly and wiped the sticky fluid with my glove. Feeling quite impressed with my self I tucked him back in and zipped him up.

"Don't stop working babe, when you're done I got something that will warm you up even more. There will be some nice warm pussy waiting for you inside."

I got up and headed in the door sort of daydreaming about making some hot soup and then making some hot love. Just as I got into the kitchen to start the soup Ron walked in from the living room. I just stood there with my mouth hanging open.

"Hey babe I glad your home and I'm sorry you had to walk in the cold. But on the bright side I found a mechanic who said he could fix the car cheap."

"A mechanic?" My face went completely red and my tongue was tied in knots.

Just then the guy from under the car came inside. He was almost bald and must have been at least 50.

"I found the problem and fixed it for ya. And now what about that hot pussy you promised little lady."

The End

Talk to your partner about sex!

2009-03-12T08:42:00.000-07:00

The basic rules of sexual etiquette are easy- Respect everyone. It's the details seems to confuse some people.

Above all, the first rule of sexual relationships, at whatever level, is "NO means NO". Now, this one seems beyond obvious, but there are still people who have trouble with it. No means No the first time, not "I really want you to keep pressuring me in some vain hope that I will change my mind". Not "I want you to ask me why I said no, over and over again". Not "I don't really know what I mean". No just means Stop, Move away, Don't do what you are doing or were about to do, I don't want that! Now, on the other side of the equation, if you are the one saying "No", mean it!! Don't say "no" like you want to be convinced or you don't really know what you want. If that's really the case, say that. It can be okay to say, "I'm not really sure if I want to do that, but I'm willing to try it if you will understand that I might change my mind. Are you okay with that?" You can also say “I don't know if I want to do that. Let me hear your idea and then I'll decide." You get the idea. Say what you mean, mean what you say!!

That being said, why is it so hard for some people to understand it. If a person sends you a request to "Add me as a friend" and you don't want to be their friend (for whatever reason you have-it could be the fact that you had a horrible time with them once or you just don't like how they look) and you decline the invitation, why the fuck would a person keep sending you friend requests?? And then, when they keep sending the request and you finally send a note, politely, of course, saying "I'm sorry I'm not interested", why the hell would they send you another request again?!!! REALLY!! People, pay attention! If they decline, that's it. Leave them alone, go find someone else, move on!! I'm not the kind of lady to tell someone to fuck off, but I have seriously considered it a few times.

Further corollaries to the rule, don't go to a party you are not invited to! Again, this should seem obvious, but I've heard at nearly every party, someone will show up who isn't invited and frequently is not wanted there. They may come with an invited guest (without the host actually knowing until they show up) or they may just get the party details and decide to crash the party. Not a good idea. It's simply good manners to ask the host if you can come. If they say no (or seem to be politely declining), then you are not invited. That's it. If you crash a party and you are not invited, you may be asked to leave, no matter how hot you think you are. If you make a habit of it, you may be banned from the group. If the party is for couples only, and you are a single guy, you'd better have a partner by the time you get there (or have made arrangements with the hosts).

Okay, since I'm on the subject of the invitations, if you are the host/hostess, you definitely have the right to invite whomever you choose to your party. But it always helps if you can give as much information to the invited guests. Always give clear instructions to the location and send an email to all the invited guests with a phone number or other contact information in case people get lost, want to know about bringing the aforementioned uninvited guest, have questions about the event, or want to know if they should pick up more ice/beer/whatever on the way. If you only want couples, or only bi-females, or only single men, specify that! If you have some rules that you think are important, state them up front. For example, I have a basic rule that I expect men to use condoms with me always. So if I were to give a party, I would make that clear and I would also make sure I had a good supply of Trojans in various sizes! If you tell people what to expect, they are more likely to follow through (and you have clear indications for being pissed at those who fail to follow through!)

Basic hygiene, although no one wants to talk about it, is a big issue for a lot of people. If you're planning to get naked with someone, looking forward to serious kissing, anticipating having sex, hoping to have someone go down on you, fuck you in the ass, or any of the many possible person-to-person interactions that occur with consenting adults, for Pete's sake, get clean!! Brush your teeth, take a bath or shower with soap and water, avoid overly-intense fragrances, and use good common sense! (Don't forget to keep your toys clean also! Not a good policy to spread germs around to friends and lovers on your sex toys) No matter how cute you are, clean is even sexier!!

Honesty is an incredibly sexy thing!! Use your words. Talk to your partner, whether you just picked him up in a bar and don't actually know his whole name or you've been married to her for years. Don't say things like "I hate it when you do that" or "You are really bad at that". And, for God's sake, never say "My other lover was so much better at that". Those are not honest- those are stupid!! If you want to be with someone, say so. If you don't like how they are doing something, say "I love it when you do this" and maybe redirect their hands a little or change the position to what you need/want. Sometime before you actually come while she's sucking you is a good time to ask, "Do you want me to come in your mouth or somewhere else?" That's just basic good manners and you are much more likely to get a repeat encounter. Of course, it should go without saying that you should always inform your partner of any little STD's you might be carrying around (before, not after!!)- maybe you can find something to do together that won't spread those nasty little germs around until 1) you get that taken care of (in the cases where you might be able to take an antibiotic and get rid of it) or 2) you have given your partner a little more time to decide how much protection it is going to take for them to feel comfortable having sex with you. Which brings me back to that whole condom thing. The person who is asking for the condoms to be used (ideally, you should both be thinking that way, but I've found that isn't always the case) has the right to that choice- ALWAYS!! Don't try to talk her out of it. Don't tell her you are DDF (you can't really know that unless you haven't had sex with anyone else!). Don't say, "Oh, I don't have any condoms. I forgot". Just respect her decision and go with it! You get to make your own choices (sex with her with condom or no sex with her). If you seriously don't want to use the condoms, fine. You don't get that woman! Go find someone else. It's her body, it's her choice!

Be kind. Be considerate. Be respectful. Basic rules. They shouldn't be that difficult. Sometimes in the heat of the moment, or the anticipation of good sex, people can forget. It's probably all that blood rushing to the genitals or something. So, take a moment and think about it when your mind is not on sex. Chances are that if you learn a few of these simple sexual etiquette rules, you will have much better sex!!

All About The Female Orgasm

2009-03-10T18:53:00.000-07:00

The Female Orgasm

There are many women out there that have never had an orgasm with anything or anyone other than masturbation. They wait for their partner to leave and then "get off," because they could not during sex. The old saying "There are no frigid women, only clumsy men," is, in my opinion, a poor statement. It is ALWAYS the responsibility of both partners to communicate openly about their needs and to provide directives to their partner to aid the sexual evolvement in any relationship. Don't let this type of behavior go on, take a risk, grow, and communicate your sexual needs.

The Clitoral Orgasm

This orgasm occurs at the peak of clitoral stimulation. It begins with an intense sexual excitement within the clitoris and, as the orgasm peaks, it sends a surge of pleasure throughout the body. Only several years ago, did Masters & Johnson dispel the myth that this was the only kind of orgasm that women could have, when they showed proof of the G-spot orgasm.

The clitoris is the most sexually sensitive part of a woman's body and sexual arousal is always felt on some level in the clitoris no matter where the orgasm takes place. It is usually the case that sexual arousal first originates in the clit, and is considered an orgasmic starting point.

What Is The Clitoris And Where Is It?
It is located below the mons veneris on the anterior portion of the vulva, or as my husband likes to call it... "The little man in the boat"). The inner vaginal lips, also called the labia minora when closed, tend to hide the clit, but it is interesting to note that those inner vaginal lips are attached to the underside of the clitoris and thus play an important role in the network of nerves, which transmit sexual stimulation.

The clitoral hood is formed by the connection of the inner vaginal lips. This small hood covers the clitoris in much the same manner as a foreskin covers a penis. When you pull the hood back you can see that the clit is USUALLY about the size of a pencil eraser, however the size does vary from woman to woman, much the same way penis size varies from man to man. The clitoris is abundantly supplied with nerves, and the part of the clitoris that you see is actually much like the head of a man's penis, and, as a man has a shaft to his penis, a woman has a shaft to her clitoris. The shaft is located above the hood, and is more easily felt when a woman is aroused as it become more rigid as it fills with blood. (A clitoral "hard-on" of sorts).

What Does It Feel Like?
Clitoral orgasms can be very intense, but may not be as "deep" as others. These orgasms are no doubt very, very pleasurable and helpful in achieving female ejaculation. Stimulating the clitoris can be a very good place to start when trying to achieve female ejaculation, after providing stimulation to the G-spot.

A Reminder-

Remember that after an orgasm the clit may retract, and becomes even more sensitive to further stimulation; often to the point of being painful.

The Vaginal/ Cervical Orgasm

This orgasm may begin in the vagina and/or cervix, and expand from there, or it can remain focused the entire time in those areas. This orgasm is demonstrated when the uterus does not elevate and the vagina remains snug. During the heightening of excitement, the vaginal opening becomes more lax and then bears down upon the arrival of an orgasm. The pelvic muscles and uterus, as well as the anus may begin to contract as well. At the peak of the orgasm, anything inside the vagina being used for stimulation may be forced out by the strength of the contractions.

Because the vaginal/cervical orgasm involves the cervix, which is located further up inside the vagina, a long object inserted into the vagina that will reach the cervix may be more successful in reaching this type of orgasm. It is interesting to note that during this orgasm there is evidence that the mouth of the cervix will actually widen to admit the head of the penis, and create a suction generated by uterine contractions for the uterus to take in semen.

Vaginal vs. Clitoral Orgasm

The pleasure derived from a clitoral orgasm versus a vaginal orgasm will vary from woman to woman as the sensitivity of the vaginal walls and clitoris varies. Clitoral orgasms are usually more intense on a surface level and vaginal orgasms, while sometimes "less intense" on the surface, and are usually more deeply felt. Again, this will vary from woman to woman.

What Does It Feel Like?
This orgasm usually takes longer to build, and is best achieved with rhythmic thrusting. Even more helpful is thrusting after being clitorally stimulated. Many women describe it as a pressure that grows and then explodes deep with in the vagina, quickly spreading intense, euphoric energy throughout the entire body. This orgasm can release more of an emotional response as it provides women with a sense of being penetrated more than just physically, but also in an emotionally vulnerable sense.

The Breast Orgasm

The breast orgasm occurs during a peak of stimulation to the breasts. Because breast stimulation often occurs earlier in a woman's life than vaginal contact, many women become acquainted with this type of orgasm at a younger age than with other types of orgasms.

The nipples connect to the feminine genital nervous system, and many women feel a direct connection with their clitoris when their nipples are being stimulated. It is during this type of orgasm that many women feel uterine contractions that are not as noted during a clitoral orgasm. Most women feel sexual excitement from having their nipples stimulated, however not all have a direct association with their genitals, as this depends on nipple sensitivity.

What Does It Feel Like?
Most women indicate that the orgasm brought about from breast stimulation is full, slow in building, and often very strong. Women who have pierced nipples have indicated that if the piercing has not damaged or interfered with the nerve endings in the nipples, that these types of orgasms are quite easily achieved and with great intensity.

The Oral Orgasm

This orgasm, while ignored by many researchers does exist. Usually this orgasm occurs in women who are more orally sensitive. Because the mouth is a primary human sensory organ, and is the main source of nurturing and pleasure during our early formative years, it plays a very important role in the sexual nervous system.

The mouth orgasm can occur during any sensual oral activity, from kissing, licking, sucking, to oral sex. The particular activity that will induce an oral orgasm is more dependent on the individual's psychological attraction to certain sexual activities, as well as the areas of the mouth that feel most sexually stimulated. This can be on the lips, the tongue, on the roof of the mouth, and in the throat, or a combination of oral contacts.

What Does It Feel Like?
Most women have indicated that the sexual stimulation begins in the lips and can spread from the mouth to the genitals, and even the whole body. The intensity and sensations of this orgasm varies from person to person, although many women indicate that there is a tingling, erotic feeling, which builds in the roof of the mouth.

Myths of Oral Orgasms

It was once thought that women who experienced oral orgasms were simply experiencing them because they were consciously, or unconsciously, rubbing their legs together, thus stimulating their genitals and inducing an orgasm. This argument holds little validity when many women have reported that their legs were separated leading up to and during the oral orgasm.

The G-spot Orgasm

This orgasm may begin at the G-spot and stay focused there throughout the building and final release of the orgasm, or may expand throughout the body. This orgasm is demonstrated when the G-spot is stimulated and becomes "puffy" and swollen as the tissue surrounding the female Paraurethral / Skenes glands fill with blood during sexual arousal. This results in the tissue becoming firm to the touch.

What Does It Feel Like?

Like the vaginal orgasm, this usually takes longer to build. Because the G-spot is not stimulated as much by friction as much as pressure, using a rhythmic pushing against the G-spot is more pleasurable than light rubbing. As discussed earlier, the stimulation of the G-spot increases the fluid build up in the Paraurethral / Skenes glands and thus easily enhances female ejaculation. This is why many researchers made the error of assuming that this is the only orgasm that will evoke female ejaculation.

Most women describe this type of orgasm as an intense, deeply sensual pressure that builds until it feels like the entire vaginal explodes with ecstasy (often including cum) and usually followed by euphoric energy that spreads throughout the entire body.

This orgasm, like the vaginal orgasm can release more of an emotional response as it provides women with a sense of being penetrated more than just physically, but in a more vulnerable sense.

The Anal Orgasm

This orgasm originates in the anus and is usually induced by rhythmic insertion of an object (vibrator, finger, or penis) into the anus. Because women do not have a prostate it was thought that they would not enjoy anal sex as much as a man would, however, the Paraurethral / Skenes glands are stimulated through the pressure to the upper vaginal wall during this sexual activity. Therefore, the nerve endings provide a pleasurable sensation to the rectal and anal tissue.

What Does It Feel Like?
Most women have described the anal orgasm as feeling like a building of sensual pleasure from the nerve endings in the anus, and creating an erotic sensation in the vagina, G-spot, and/or clitoris. The simultaneous stimulation of the anus merges with the heightening arousal in the female's genitals and creates a deep and powerful orgasm that may even spread throughout the entire body.

The Mental Orgasm

This orgasm can be brought about by visual and auditory environmental stimulation (i.e.: sexual behavior exhibited in front of the individual via in-person, movies, or other). Women can become so turned on by this type of stimulation that they actually climax from the sheer excitement they are experiencing in the mind. It has been long said that desire is in the mind and this type of orgasm is quite a good example of that. Those skilled in such methods as meditation and deep mind focus are generally more skilled at achieving this type of orgasm.

What Does It Feel Like?

The sensation of this orgasm will vary from person to person, however most women indicate that this kind of orgasm is felt in the genitals, primarily the clitoris and G-spot, and thus produce a similar feeling to those types of orgasms.

The Whole Body Orgasm

This orgasm can be brought about by stimulation to any body part including the mind. In fact, many eastern cultures have long practiced whole body orgasms through techniques varying from Kama Sutra positions to meditation. It is most often achieved with overcoming inhibitions and completely surrendering oneself into the sexual experience. A technique that is found helpful to reaching this type of orgasm is using the breath as a tool. Breathing in short, sexually-heightened breaths creates a sense of euphoria and allows for the body to experience increased sensitivity.

Important to note~

Obviously when using breath techniques as mentioned above, one should take care not to hyper ventilate or do anything that would cause one to not be able to breathe, potentially causing brain damage or even death.

What Does It Feel Like?

It is felt in waves throughout the entire body and a rush of vibrations tingle within and throughout the body. Many describe feeling almost transported to a spiritual place in which they experience pure bliss.

So, who knew all that?? I don't know if I knew all the details, but I think I've had all of them. Kisses!! Irish --

The End

Real loving couple

2009-03-10T18:42:00.000-07:00

We hadn't had this much fun in a long time. Both of us were soaking wet and getting chilled. There of course was nothing to do but get warmed up and let things develop naturally. It was the kind of thing that just doesn't happen everyday and I felt so close to Joe and so loved. I remember him looking into my blue eyes and telling me how beautiful I was and we sort of just gently fell together on the rough ground.

I don't need to go into detail about what went on next, but Joe and I had the nicest most loving sex. His hands are always warm even when he's just been blasted by a cold water hose and he warmed by body just touching my soft skin. Our bodies came together in a passionate collide of warm flesh and wet tongues.

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2009-03-10T18:33:00.000-07:00

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