Erotic Words

Casual Trucker-Erotic Fiction

2007-01-12T09:56:00.000-08:00

If I live to be a hundred, I will never figure out how strange

life can be. I'm a truck driver which isn't the most common thing

in the world, but even stranger is the fact that I am quite

attractive. I'm five feet two inches, weigh one-hundred and

fifteen pounds, have blond hair and blue eyes. Every time I meet

a nice man, he asks me the same question men ask hookers. "How did

a nice girl like you get into a dirty business like this?" To top

it all off, I have four huge brothers who are also truck drivers,

and who have taken it upon themselves to protect my virtue at all

cost. So you can see why it might be hard for me to get laid,

especially by a good man.

I remember one man in particular. It is almost comical. He

buzzed me on the C.B. one afternoon while I was on a California

run, saying," Breaker for the good-lookin' blond that drives the

silver rig. If you're within hearing, meet me at midnight at the

Stop and Slop on Exit 89." His voice sounded nice, and I decided

to meet him. Like I say, it isn't the easiest thing for me to meet

men in my profession. So, I arrived promptly at midnight, and

guess who had beaten me there: two of my four goonish brothers.

It took all the convincing I could muster to convince these boys

to refrain from smashing the man to a pulp, but eventually I did.

As they left, I turned to apologize, thinking that the man

wouldn't have anything to do with me now that my brothers had

threatened his life. I was disappointed because the man was very

attractive. I started to speak, and he reached up and touched my

lips with his fingertips. It was like an electric shock struck my

body, and we suddenly melded into one another's arms and, from

there, in to my rig.

I don't know what happened to me, but somehow I couldn't

resist his advances as he groped my tits, and mauled my pussy

through my jeans. The next thing I knew, my pants were down around

my ankles along with my panties. I felt like a schoolgirl as he

buried his face in my bush, and I was burning all over as he

tounged my clit furiously. I grabbed two handfuls of his hair and

rode his mouth to ecstasy and back.

I climaxed twice before he lifted from my snatch and planted

a pussy-drenched kiss on my slack lips. I was putty in his grasp

as he produced his cock and found the hungry opening to my cunt.

His bulging cockhead was almost too bog, but he finally managed to

break through the initial resistance and slide inside my heated

box, once past the outer ring. I nearly screamed as he stretched

me beyond my previous imaginable limitations; it was the biggest

cock I had ever had.

As he started a rapid-bucking pace between my legs, I decided

that it was true what they said about pussy being elastic. I had

to have an elastic box to take that huge cockamongous. He kept

plunging like a wild stallion, filling and refilling my cunt with

a piston of steel-hard horsepower. I throbbed and burned enroute

to my third miraculous orgasm. It came when he tightened in an

incredible orgasm of his own. That extra millimeter of superman

cock triggered an explosion of pleasure which engulfed my trembling

body with a starburst of ecstasy. Then it was all over.

We lay trembling and weak in sexual relief fopr a few moments,

and then redressed. We didn't speak. It seemed rather

embarrassing now that we were finished, so we hurried our dressing

and then made our way back to the parking lot. He squeezed my hand

once before he disappeared into the night, and I remember his

parting words. "Catch you on the flip flop. My handle is Night

Runner." I didn't mind the abrupt ending. I knew that I would

indeed see this man on the flip flop, and I intended to make a

habit of catching him on the flip flop.

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Conventional War-Erotic Tale

2006-12-12T20:32:00.000-08:00

"Conventional War"

I was never one for drinking on a business trip, but after ten hours of
listening to the benefits of extruded plastic, I needed to unwind. The
convention hotel had a bar on the bottom floor. It was one of those
places that are built for drinking and meeting, not for any kind of view
or gimmick menus.
It wasn't full of people yet, but it wasn't exactly empty. I found
myself a place at the bar, ordered myself something watered down and
settled down for an hour of no brain activity.

That's probably why I almost fell off the stool, startled, when she
asked me what I was drinking.

I turned around with a small smile in the voice's direction, growing a
little as I took her in. Man, she was gorgeous. The classical
hourglass form covered in a smart skirt suit, her brown hair clasped in
a bun on the top. Eyes you could stare into for hours. I felt myself
doing just that, self-conscious as she waited for my answer. I told her
what I had, and she ordered the same from the bartender.

I'm not ugly, but neither am I a 'hunk'. It felt good having a woman
approach me in a bar. We talked about plastics, laughed together about
the foibles of some of the presenters, and shared trivialities. I
glanced at the clock. It was two hours since I walked in, and it felt
like two minutes. But tomorrow's day was going to be another long one.

I finished off my drink, and smiled apologetically in preparation to
make my departure. Instead, she said she had some samples she wanted me
to look over, and wouldn't it be quieter somewhere else - my room,
perhaps?

Yeah right. Like I was going to say no.
I paid both of our bar tabs and led the way back to the elevators and
my room. One good thing about my company, they're willing to spring for
comfort. I had a small suite all to myself, a sitting room branched off
the bedroom. I let her in, and mixed up something light at the wet bar
after dropping my tie and jacket on the bed.

About that time, I realized that she hadn't brought anything up with
her besides her purse. So much for looking at samples. We talked some
more, about nothing in particular, and we moved into the sitting room.
Placing her drink on the table, she looked at me for a long time with a
sly smile, not talking. I wasn't sure what she had in mind, but I
didn't have to wait long to find out.

She sat me down on the couch, telling me to not move unless she moved
me or told me to. Not sure where this was leading, I said I would.
With a coy smile, she moved away from me.
She stood before me in a skirt suit and silk blouse with a sultry look
on her face. Her hands went to the buttons on her jacket, and slowly
unbuttoned them one by one. She never once took her eyes from my face.

I remained where I was sitting on the couch.

She pulled the jacket open as she arched her back. The jacket slid off
her shoulders and to the ground as her chest pushed forward. Hands
reached up to unfasten her bun, and with a slow head shake freed her
long brown hair. The clasp joined her jacket. Not one word was spoken
as she tugged the blouse out of her skirt.

I didn't think she could arch her back any further while standing, but
I was wrong. Arms crossed across to pull the blouse up and off,
exposing the mounds of flesh barely being supported by white satin. She
was already aroused, the mountains capped with hardened pearls. With a
zip, her skirt followed the pattern of her other clothing, falling to
the floor.

She took a step forward, and I shifted in my seat. Seeing her in only
high heels, bra and panties was making my underwear uncomfortable. Her
fingers traced lightly along her white flesh, exploring her body like a
virgin in the throes of puberty. Palms cupped over her breasts, before
one hand moved down her tummy. She still refused to look away from me
as her hand slid under the edge of her panties. Slowly she bent her
knees a little, spreading her legs. I could see her index finger slide
up and down between them. She bit her lower lip.

It took all of my self-control not to get up and fuck her right there,
but I followed her instructions to stay put. Her other hand was
massaging her left tit through the satin, while she diddled away beneath
her panties. The fabric of her underwear was darkening from her juices.
She kept up for a long while, driving me nuts. I could hear her breath
coming labored as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra.

It didn't fall off her chest, though. Smiling, she stopped fingering
her slit and stepped forward, close enough for me to touch. Knowing my
temptation, she wagged the naughty finger in front of me, the light
playing off the sheen of her natural lubrication. She threw me a bone,
however, and pressed the finger against my lips, then between them. I
licked the tip of that finger, savoring the sweet taste with eyes
closed. Just as quickly, it was gone and she had straightened.
Belatedly, I realized I had missed my chance to peek underneath that
loose pair of satin cups.

My wait wasn't long, because she knelt down in front of me, pushing my
legs apart. Her hands rubbed roughly against my legs moving up from my
knees toward my waist. It was all I could do not to come right then.
Hands moved to the zipper of my slacks, yanking it down. She tugged
hard, and my cock came free of clothing as they were pulled down to
mid-thigh. I guess she didn't mind I lifted my hips to help. Her smile
then was the broadest yet, as I looked down past it toward those
protruding globes. Oh, the agony of just small coverings of fabric.

She didn't waste much time, and I felt her sticky finger on the tip of
my rod before the rest of her naughty companions wrapped around the
shaft. The hand worked down me, pulling the foreskin tight. And then,
the sweet kiss of those lips. She took the head into her mouth, laving
it with her tongue. The sucking began, and I thought I was going to
pass out in ecstasy. Suck and release, suck and release - timed to long
strokes up and down my shaft. I moved my hand to hold her head, and she
slapped it down. Teeth pressed against by dick, and I learned my lesson
quickly.

Confident that I wasn't going to try to interfere again, she pulled by
clothing further down my legs to my ankles and pushed my legs further
apart. Her free hand slid between my legs, and under my cock and going
further. She massaged the soft flesh on her way under my ass. Perhaps
it wasn't such a surprise when her finger began to rub my anus in time
to her oral ministrations. The hand stroking my shaft pushed against my
pelvis as her mouth took over the job of working the length of my
manhood.

I knew I wouldn't last much longer, and when she pushed her finger into
my ass, I felt the pressure building. I couldn't stop from growling low
in my throat as she took more and more of my cock into her mouth faster
and faster. She was enjoying this, swallowing more dick as she shoved
her finger up my rear, then pulling both out just as quickly. And still
I tried to see her tits falling free, with no luck. The strain was too
much, and I began to spurt into her greedy mouth. She sucked with all
her might, drinking my come as she finger-fucked my ass with abandon. I
was groaning loudly, my voice echoing back to me from the walls. Damn,
she was good. She kept sucking, stroking and ass-fingering long after I
had finished coming.

Finally, she stopped. She kept my softening cock in her mouth, gently
playing with it with her tongue. She toyed with it for a long while,
letting me recover by breath as she softly sucked and caressed. I felt
myself growing hard again.

I thought she would suck me off again, but as my hardness grew, she let
it fall out of her mouth with a parting lick to the tip. She sat up,
and damn it if her bra still refused to show me even a hint of nipple.
She raised her eyebrows, watching my face again. I watched her tongue
run over her full pink lips. And then she stood and turned around.

It nearly drove me insane to see her bare back, no bra hindering my
view. She looked over her shoulder at me and moved her hands to her
hips. Those hands moved so slowly, rolling her panties down to expose
her rounded ass. She leaned forward with arched back as the damp
underwear fell to the ground. Her ass was so perfect, a pair of white
moons staring me in the face. I could only admire this rounded sign of
divinity for so long, as my eyes were drawn between them. Her juices
glistened on the sweetest pair of pussy lips I had ever laid eyes on.
She leaned forward even more, thrusting her womanhood back toward me
with legs spread.

I wanted so badly to dive my face into that jar of honey, but I knew
she wouldn't go any further if I disobeyed her command. I could only
watch as one arm held her bra against her chest and the other emerged
between her legs from the other side. Her fingers rubbed along her
labia, spreading them wide and letting me see the bright pink secrets
within. Inside went her middle finger to the second knuckle, then
pulled out again before repeating. A poor second to my cock, I thought,
but at least it was allowed within that tight hole.

She masturbated for what felt like hours, though I know it could be
minutes at most. That cunt almost shone with the juices that coated it.
She took her finger out, and massaged her sex to spread the lubrication
all over and inside her thighs. I needed so badly to be inside her
again, I could feel pre-come beading on the tip of my cock. She must
have sensed it, because she stepped backwards and sat down on the edge
of my thighs.

Her soft and smooth ass was a contrast to the hair on my legs as it
slid backwards along my thighs and against my dick. Her arms crossed
over her chest, determined not to let me see those tits. But that
thought was fleeting as she began rubbing her round butt against me.
Man, I wanted to be inside her so badly. She lifted herself up over my
cock. Did she aim incorrectly or not? I don't know, but my head pushed
against the tighter of her two holes. I hadn't expected an ass-fuck
from her, but I sure wasn't going to complain.

A sigh escaped her as she spread her legs even wider to ease my cock
inside her butthole. So very, very tight. I started to push my hips up
toward her, but she lifted herself up quickly. My cock throbbed at the
sudden removal, and I thought all was lost.

She turned around, shaking her head. Damn it if her tits were still
covered. I let my eyes wander down to her pubic area instead, hoping to
drink in as much as I could before it was over. One hand moved down yet
again, through her short and curlies toward her sex. She stared
disapprovingly at me while she rubbed her clit back and forth. I
couldn't take my eyes off her cunt. I knew if I spoke, I'd only make
things worse, and some hope within bubbled that maybe she'd give me one
last chance. She did.

Her finger came away wetly from her pussy, and she pursed her lips to
suck it dry. She reached behind her to refasten her bra. I thought it
was lost until she straddled my legs. Her hands pushed against my
shoulders, letting me know my interference wouldn't be tolerated. She
unstraddled me and began to rub her pelvis against my shirt. She marked
me like some animal, spreading her sex scent all over my clothing.
Those covered tits taunted me, moving up and down and jiggling with her
every motion. Never close enough to my mouth, always out of reach.

She leaned forward to lick the tip of my nose, lowering herself slowly.
Her aim was perfect, and I felt those puffed pussy lips against my cock.
I wanted so much to just thrust up and fuck her until those teasing
white globes bounced free and clear in all their glory. I resisted the
urge as soon as it came. I didn't have to wait long. She dropped
herself the rest of the way quickly, impaling herself on my shaft. She
had a cunt men dream of - tight, soft and juicy. She grinned at me, and
began to flex her pussy muscles. The sensation was amazing, squeezing
and releasing me within her.

Her hands released my shoulders, but I knew that it wasn't a freedom.
They moved to cup her breasts, squeezing in time to her pussy flexing.
I watched her, dazed by the feelings this gave me. She started to rock
back and forth, rubbing my cock against her clit. A long sigh came out
of each of our mouths.

The flexing slowed, but I didn't have time to mourn the loss as she
lifted up off of my rod just to the head. Her hands returned to my
shoulders to keep her balance, then plunged herself down on me once more
deep inside her box. Just as she fully engulfed my cock, she bounced
back up. I felt her flushed labia rub every inch of my manhood on the
way off, then again on the way back down.

Through the pleasure of her bouncing fuck, I felt her unbuttoning my
shirt. Why now? Her nails dragging down my chest served as my answer,
matching the light pain of her scratches to the heady pleasure in my
groin. Through the haze of my ecstasy I heard little whimpering sounds
from deep inside her throat, her chest getting flushed down to the edge
of her tenacious bra.

A quivering overtook her body, but she never let up her full-cock fuck.
In fact, she rode me all the harder through her body-shaking orgasm. I
thought I would never come, with this orgasming body of pure sex not
bringing me over the edge. She refused to accept it, though, rocking
her hips back and forth as she bounced up and down. Those tits began to
come oh-so-close to my face. With a final sigh her orgasm ended, my
cock well-oiled and being rammed like a piston.

Her hands moved up my chest to my neck, then up to hold my head between.
I could tell she wanted me to come - I've never been fucked with such
abandon before. It surprised me, too. I've never been in the business
of unusual staying power. Perhaps she realized that the best fuck in my
life wasn't getting me off, giving me an indulgent smile above those
heaving mounds.

Her hands moved away from my chest, and behind her back. I heard the
clip snap, and she shrugged her shoulders to let her bra-straps fall
down her arms on a particularly rough penetration of her cunt. Arms
crossed once more, but not to hide. The smile turned to a grin and she
pulled the bra free.

Oh, the glory of those mounds of white, the sexiness of the erect
nipples reaching forward from the brown areola, the lust of their
bouncing and jiggling in time to our coupling. They filled my sight,
and I drank those beautiful tits like a boy thumbing his first Playboy.
She cupped them like I wanted my own hands to, pinching and tugging the
tips. I felt the pressure build once more, and I knew this was all I
needed.

She pushed her hands roughly back against my shoulders, forcing me
against the couch as she arched her back sharply. Her heavenly curves
thrust upwards, a range made of two snowy mountains. Her fucking
reached a fevered pitch, and I knew she was going to come again as the
first squirt of jism flooded her vaginal canal. She rode me even
harder, if that was possible, moaning as her own climax overtook her.

It didn't let up until we were both finished, and she gave me a final
squeeze of her inner muscles. With a smile, she said, "Thanks." She
lifted herself off of me, with a soft squelching noise. Winking, she
picked up her clothing and got dressed, apparently not caring about our
mixture of juices between her legs.

She walked toward the door, and I could only watch her with heavy
breathing. A business card flicked out and landed on the table next to
my door. Without another word, she left my room.

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Mature Liason

2006-11-03T10:35:00.000-08:00

Mature Liaison

As far back as anyone could remember, Maryanne had been a very private and introverted person. She was warm and attractive, but beyond the surface, nobody knew anything about her. It's not often that one is the polar opposite of who they appear to be.Maryanne really was, as smouldering under the surface
was a whole lot more than one might expect.Maryanne, routinely lived a double life and explored her wildest fantasies on a whim.She was mature enough and relaxed enough to go after what ever she craved sexually at any given moment. Her personality and perceived lifestyle seemed so unremarkable that not even her family ever wondered what was going on behind those greenish-hazel mature sexy doe eyes of hers.Maybe they should have!

She kept a very tidy home. Her computer in the corner was immaculate, one of those new black power machines that almost appeared to burst out of the harsh aerodynamic casing.There was a lot of paper
laying around all over the place;printouts, mostly, of emails and pages upon pages of text that nobody ever bothered to look at. One of the first impressions you'd get from her home was of organized disarray - almost like what you'd see around the main photocopy room in a big office. Maryanne however, knew exactlywhere to lay her hands on what she wanted at any given moment.

Maryanne was not as innocent as she appeared.Deep in the darkest recesses of her mind, some incredibly carnal, wanton and lascivious images danced and flitted their way into her conscious thoughts.As she wrapped her mind around the fantasies at hand, she quietly undid her jean and slipped her right index finger down lower and lower.... no it was not good. She was a mature woman and wanted what she wanted-nothing else would do!Tonight she would go and meet a man-just for the night. The faintest grin crossed her mature petulant lips, and you could tell her mind was active as her eyes moved beneath the shadowy lids - ever so slightly.She felt excitement riseas she squirmed with anticipation and wonder at which stranger she would later meet for her liaison. She made up her mind-she would go out grace her regular hotel with her presence.

Sexy mature Maryanne took a deep, ragged breath - for her body was telling her she was getting close to meeting her next conquest.The blood pounded in her neck as she began to tense her muscles in excitement and anticipationof the night of lust she planned ahead. This tingling caused intense and pleasurable sensations that suddenly shot up in intensity, as she grabbed her coat and reachedfor the door to leave on her quest for satisfaction.She entered the hotel bar, and was greeted as always by the concierge, he smiled at her warmly and said'Delighted to see you tonight, I have one for you, he's waiting for you in room 208.He has requested we provide a mature lady, with kissable lips anda lot of experience' She smiled and shivered with anticipation as she nodded at the concierge and walked toward the lift. As the lift climbed the floors-she smiled to herself as she thought how shocked all her friends and colleagues would be if they knew of her secret sexual exploits.She thought they viewed her as mature and sensible-she was but she also happened to harbour a craving for new sexy fleshand this particular Milf had decided she would not deny herself what she wanted either. Why should she, a hot mature woman was much in demand.She had come to a rather handy arrangement for herself with the hotel porter.

He would get asked to provide a woman for a guest, and she would pretend she was a call girljust for the buzz-she never accepted any money for her favours.When offered payment she would cheerfully chirp-That was a freebie, as she left with a smile.She had rules. She would only enter a room and pleasure a guest if the lights were offad stayed off. After all she had a certain reputation to keep around town.She couldn't have everyone knowing what a mature lust crazed lady got up too at night-could she? Maryanne shivered a tiny shiver of anticipation as the lift reached it's destination. She glided towards room 208 with bated breathe and gently wrapped on the door.

He was there.' the light she could see from lack of it showing from under the door-was off .He half moaned in a very sexy tone' come in@
-she liked his voice she would go inside.

She entered the room and the darkness greeted her. "Hello?" she said quietly, yet loud enough to be heard There was no answer, just the sounds of an empty hotel room echoed back She knew better than to turn and leave-some guys suddenly became nervousand lost their ability to speak when she entered the room.The drapes were closed and filtered out the streetlight mostly but she could still make out the vague outlines of a bed-and a warm body laying inside

Her insides peaked with curiosity and anticipation. This was going to be interesting. Just then, the blanket of silence was pierced in sexy tones

"Hello Maryanne Come in, make yourself comfortable."

She closed the door behind her and the blackness became complete. His soft voice had come from the region where she believed the bed to be. She took slow, quiet steps in the direction from where his call had come, until her knee touched a soft blanket - the bed. She reached out and her hand came into contact with the unmistakable, warm sensation of skin. It was his thigh she guessed. She found the entire scenario intensely stimulating, and what made it more so was the fact that she could see nothing, all she could do was feel, and hear, and imagine - and wait for what was coming next. At the moment all she could hear was the rush of the blood in her pumping excited veins, and feel the heat of another body to her right of her.

She sexily slid out of her jacket and tossed it somewhere into the black void. She was extremely curious as to how naked this guy really was.He was bound to have a few surprises up his sleeve, but had said nothing. She could tell already it would be a good night, and slid in beside him on the bed.

She lightly stroked his thigh in longer and longer strokes, trying to find the edge of some clothing, but finding none. He sat quiet, letting her explore his body on her own, enjoying the forwardness of this unique exchange beginning to happen.He had asked specifically for a mature womanas he proffered the confidence and intensity a mature woman brings to the bedroom. He gasped as the milf he ordered became more and more bold and more intimate as she let her fingertips skim across his body, feeling its curves and crevices...yet avoiding the one place that would soon become the centre of their intimate and energetic union.
She whispered into the waiting air, "I like the feel of your body...you feel so hot, you have one hour of my time, make it count". At the sound of her confident and smouldering mature- yet somehow innocent voice, he responded by taking his hand and putting it lightly on her aching waiting thigh. The touch was electric, both from her anticipation and from the lack of visual markers as they were engulfed in a void of passion and blindfold darkness

His hand reached shaking and trembling with excitement under her shirt to the bottom of her soft, full curved breasts,he turned and leaned his mouth against soft mature poutting lips and reared up so they they lightly made contact with the side of his neck.Her mature ripe body was soft and inviting to him as he continued to feel and experience the shape and curves of her body he began to breathe harder and faster.She responded by placing her hands on his hips and traced her firm, wet tongue all the way down the front of his chest, across his...

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Whats it all about-erotic fiction

2006-08-03T10:04:00.000-07:00

'What is life all about? I wish somebody would tell me, someone

whose opinion I respect, that is. Until that happens, I can only be-

lieve that life is just one hard slog from start to end.

I'm now twenty-one, and for the past two years my weekly routine

has hardly changed. Monday to Friday I study medicine at University

where I am a live-in student, and the evenings are spent doing tutorials

or catching up on some writing. I hope one day to be a hospital con-

sultant but have a further three years to go in order to get my degree.

Saturdays I work from ten until six as a checkout operator at my

local Sainsburys to supplement my grant, which means by Saturday night I

am absolutely fed up with work. I've found the only way I can cope is

to just let go and enjoy myself for a few hours, which for me means get-

ting screwed, hard and as often as possible.

Since coming up to Cambridge I've had sex with an awful lot of men

and been called a slag many times, but I don't care. So long as I can

fuck my brains out between Saturday night and Monday morning, I can face

the week ahead with my soul refreshed. Its so good for the complexion

too, and the few blemishes that I used to have are now gone, leaving me

with peachy perfect skin. I'd recommend any girl to fuck as much as she

can while she's young and horny, and ignore the stupid do-gooders who're

only jealous anyway. By now I must've persuaded dozens of young girls

to become as sexually promiscuous as I like to be, and whenever we meet

they all look really lovely now and are enjoying life to the full.

Every Saturday after work I cycle back to the hall of residence and

have a lazy soak in the bath before preparing myself. When I've dried

myself I rub masses of body lotion into my skin, paying particular at-

tention to my tits, cunt lips and arse. By the time I have finished,

my boobs glow like rich creamy globes, each topped with a rigid brown

teat begging to be sucked, and as my puffy lips protrude down from my

cunt a really horny sex-loving feeling starts to permeate my crotch.

After brushing my hair and putting the minimum of make-up on my

face, I then dab Chanel 19 onto a few crucial areas of skin before get-

ting dressed. The objective is to get noticed, so I don a flimsy pink

lace-up camisole with suspenders attached, stockings with the words

"love" and "sex" tracing a pattern up to the thigh, and a very brief

wrap-over skirt which blows open to the waist. My full milky breasts

and hard brown nipples are left completely visible through the sheer ma-

terial of the camisole top, while sexy high heeled shoes complete my

wanton appearance.

To save money I usually catch a bus to my first call, and ignore

all the looks, nudges and stares from the other passengers. My destina-

tion is a working mens hostel in the cheapest part of town. I've become

well known there for my Saturday night visits and a crowd normally gath-

ers by the time I arrive at about seven-thirty. There are two large

dormitory type rooms and I make my way into one or the other, then take

off my skirt before I lie back on one of the beds, spread my slendour

legs wide apart and frig my bare cunt until the juices bubble out.

The men there are mostly labourers working away from home, and I

love their down-to-earth dirty language with "fuck" and "cunt" in almost

every sentence. Usually, it doesn't take many minutes of fingering my

pussy before some of the bolder ones make a move, and I love to just lie

there while they take turns at pumping hot spunk into my womb. Ooh,

just thinking about it now brings a tingle to my randy cock-loving cunt.

At weekends I'll fuck anyone to get lots of spunk into me and I never

care what the men look like as they're reasonably clean, their cocks get

hard and they can shoot plenty of cum.

Last Saturday was about average and of the thirty or so men present

about a third of them were spunky enough to give me a sound fucking.

The best night had been a couple of weeks earlier when a crowd of Dutch-

men swelled the numbers and I ended up having seventeen of them. They

were really into dirty sex, which is something I adore, and they took

turns shoving their sweaty cocks deep into my wet cunt before having me

suck them off. I then let their cum dribble out my mouth into a jug,

and they finally poured it all into a large syringe before injecting all

their spunk and my saliva deep inside my horny sperm-loving body.

Their customary routine is to get drunk most nights, and by nine

o'clock most of them have drifted off to a working mens club nearby, so

I re-fasten my little skirt and set off in the other direction.

Naturally, by then spunk is streaming down the insides of both my

thighs. Now I know some girls would use tissues or something to mop

themselves up, but I like being reminded of sex and just letting their

juice leak out freely and run down both my legs is the best reminder of

all.

Last week, I was walking away from the hostel when a man approached

me and asked if I was doing any business. I thought it was a real hoot

him thinking I was a genuine prostitute, so I told him he could fuck me

standing up for a tenner and he handed me a ten pound note straight from

his wallet. He offered to use a condom but I snatched it out his hand

and threw it away saying what's the point of eating sweets with the

wrapper on! He then took me behind a building and shot his hot load up

me to mix in with all the labourer's spunk. Wasn't that a nice dirty

surprise?

My next stop is a wine bar where I head straight for the ladies.

There I take my skirt off and massage the semen into my skin before

running a bowl of water and washing my cunt. Althought I think its a

silly shame, some men are a bit fussy about other men's spunk so I have

to go through this tidy-up rigmarole. Sure, I get funny looks from

women who come into the loo but I just stare back at them and carry on

wiping my crotch until I've finished.

The bar is one of those chrome and glass affairs with high stools

ranged around the walls, and attracts trendy singles like flies. I get

an empty glass from the bar and sit on a stool so my skirt falls open,

exposing my suspenders and pubic bush, and its a bad night if I haven't

been approached within two minutes. If its for a quickie round the back

or in somebody's car I always return to the bar afterwards and try for

another straight away. One week I got screwed four times this way in

less than half an hour, then shamelessly sat on a stool so my cunt lips

hung apart and a group of impressionable young girls could see the cum

oozing copiously from my randy slit!

Whenever a man takes me back to his place I tell him I'm meeting my

boyfriend at the disco later so he'll have to drive me back after we've

fucked, and this story always works. Its usually after ten-thirty be-

fore I get into one of the city centre discos, and by then still more

semen is running out of my sex-loving hole to soak my creamy thighs.

But because of the subdued lighting nobody notices all the juicy spunk

dribbling down my stockinged legs, and even if they do its assumed to be

perspiration or my own randy sex-juices. I adore feeling the wetness

run down my legs!

Discos are like fantasy palaces, where people can pretend to be

what they aren't and nobody minds. Because of this my clothes or lack

of them don't stand out half as much, and with all the low-cut micro

minis being worn, a lot of tits, suspenders and panties are on show.

The discussion in the Ladies loo is usually whether or not to screw with

the guy they're dancing with. Sometimes they ask me what to do, and I

always say they should forget the risks, ignore the goody-goodys and get

as much sex as they possibly can, because its a proven fact that girls

bodies need plenty of semen to develop a smooth milky complexion and to

promote their hormones.

I get a real kick from talking young girls into being promiscuous

without caring who they fuck, and one lovely petite seventeen-year-old

went completely cock-crazy after I'd spoken to her. She's since joined

in the swinging scene, screws with absolutely anyone, and simply adores

being gang-banged. I also convinced two teenage sisters, who both now

advertise in several contact magazines, and each wants to be first to

have had a thousand men spunk inside them. But I must admit the young

schoolkids who con their way past the doormen are the easiest converts.

I must've persuaded dozens of fourteen and fifteen year old girls to be

nice little sluts and love to see their changed appearance after their

first few one night stands, with their tight micro-skirts and bra-less

young tits being felt-up all over the dance floor!

But the real reason why I visit discos is simply because I like the

raunchy music and atmosphere, although I do get a kick from sucking off

strangers who sit next to me in the dark alcoves. If I have a drink in

front of me I don't swallow their spunk right away, but let it dribble

from my mouth into the glass while they watch, then knock it back in one

gulp. I never ask their names. Who cares about names when its cock I'm

after. Usually I can persuade one or two men to let me sit across them

and feed their stiff cocks up my pulsating sheath. Its great having a

man shooting spunk inside my cunt only a few feet from the packed dance

floor, while loud sexy music is booming around the room.

If no-one asks me to sleep with them I go straight back to my room

when the disco closes, throw my things on the floor and climb into bed.

Instead of washing, I revel in the juicy dirty feeling as God knows how

many men's spunk keeps leaking out of my hot cunt all night, and next

morning I'll reek of sperm and there'll be a thick dry coating of spunk

on my peachy thighs and bum.

Sunday mornings I spend doing my laundry, but after lunch I always

pop round to a nearby large house which has been rented by eight male

students. They have regular pot-smoking sessions, but drugs aren't the

reason why I go there. Once they get high they don't care what they get

up to, so we play a stupid game where I take off my knickers and pull my

skirt right up before lying on the carpet. Then they blindfold me and I

have three guesses at whose cock is in my cunt before the spunk rushes

into me.

But one week they fooled me by getting some twelve and thirteen

year old lads off the playing fields, and of course they all orgasmed as

soon as they'd pushed their cocks inside me. By the fourth premature

spunking I guessed something was up and took off the mask. I was an-

noyed at first and told them next time they bring people off the street

to make sure they're old enough to fuck me! Of course, being the jokers

they are, the following week they smuggled in a sixty-five year old pen-

sioner and it was ages before he managed to pump his weak spunk into my

cunt.

Afterwards I usually make us all Sunday tea, and leave around seven

to make my way down to the lorry park. As I said earlier I like to fuck

my brains out at weekends, and sometimes this makes a great finale. On

Sunday a lot of continental drivers stop there overnight, and there are

usually about sixty or seventy large container lorries parked there.

Quite simply, I walk up and down the rows of trucks knocking on all

the cab doors asking if they want to fuck me. I don't get all that many

refusals and I love the dirty feeling as French, Spanish, German, Ital-

ian and Greek drivers each grab my bum with their filthy hands and shove

their foreign cocks right up my cunt before shooting more and more and

still more creamy spunk into my horny young womb. Yes, Sunday nights I

just go spunk crazy and make a real pig of myself!

Pretty soon my stockings are absolutely soaked in spunk as it runs

thickly out of my cunt and down both my legs, so much so that it starts

trickling into my shoes as well. Still I keep on offering myself to be

fucked more and more until eventually I can hardly walk straight. Un-

fortunately, I have to leave the compound at ten o'clock when the secu-

rity men lock the gates, and it is always with reluctance that I lurch

back to the University where I just drop into bed to sleep. Then next

morning I'll put my things in the wash and clean myself up before get-

ting dressed in my "normal" clothes again.

OK, so maybe some highly moral people don't approve of my life-

style, but at least it gets me through the hard slog each week, and if I

get my degree in three years time it will all have been worth it. Also,

the considerable number of girls who have thanked me for leading them

into uninhibited sex are living proof of its natural beauty.

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Suzie-Erotic Fiction

2006-07-08T10:55:00.000-07:00

The night started out as any other normal Thursday party night. We wnet
over to Joe's to watch the Simpson's & Cheers, drink a few beers in
prepartion for going uptown.

There was an unusual amoint of tension in the air as Susie walked in the
living room. All the guys stopped to stare. She has massive 40C
tits...and she loves to show them off. Tonights attire was no different.
A tight black mini, a low cut black sweater, and a barely there tank top.
She looked good. She was ready for action.

She checked out the availible guys in the room. They were not much. There
was Joe, who was going out with her roommate. (not a good idea, she had
already fucked Shelly's boyfriend once). Doug, he was cute but she had had
too many sexual experiance & postions with him already. They had went out
for awhile just to fuck. The rest were just average guys that did not
really turn her on. She was looking for the guy, you know the one who
gives you the Fuck me eyes from hell. And makes you cream in your little
lace panties right there!

Susie, drank a few beers...flirted with some of the guys...(practice you
know). She realized that all this beer was making her horny as hell! She
asked dear ole' Doug if he wanted to go outside for a smoke. Doug who was
a little tispy himself said sure. She didn't really want to fuck Dough
again... she was saving that for later but a little four play may hold her
off till another guy came along. They kinda relaxed against the air
condtioner unit. He slipped his hands inside her sweater and sqeezed her
left nipple. His reward was a small little gasp of pleasure. She wanted
to return the favoe and slid her hands into his bermuda shorts, fondleing
his balls. He really did have a nice set of balls. He pushed her a little
farther back and let his hands roam her soft thighs. He was suprised to
find out she wore no underwear and took advatage of the situation. As he
finger fucked her, she writed up and down, crying out in ectasy. Within
moments she had her first orgasism. Soon she pulled down her skirt, fixed
her and went back inside.

Everyone else was ready to go uptown & hit the bars, to drink & dance. She
jumped in Scotty's mustang and they sped up toward Trash Cans the favortie
of her little group. Susie was not 21, but with a show of her ample
cleavage she was usually marked high.

She went to flirt with the bartender, a friend of hers she occasionally
fooled around with. He gave her his house special! She went upstairs to
scope out the place. There were a few frat boys she remembered from some
parties, a few randoms that were in her classes and then the bouncers.
They was a new one on duty tonight, At least one she had never seen
before. He had sandy hair, blue eyes, nice build, and a great little ass.

She went up to him & started flirting. Putting the coy little hand on his
shoulder, touching his thigh. Alas though he was soon taken away by some
rowdies at the other end of the bar. Susie was real horny right now &
decide to go into the DJ booth to cool off. But Phil, didn't think that
was what she had in mind. He programmed a few CD's and had her give him a
blow job. She was real good a licking his hot throbbing cock. She love to
take it all the way in her mouth and suck on his balls. It was one of her
few pleasure giving oral sex. She knew jsut the right amount of pressure
to put on his dick. She loved to play and lick and tease. She also did
something that most girls hated. She swallowed. She loved the taste of
sperm coming down her throat. His love tool shooting his sweet load in her
warm, inviting mouth.

Soon the cd's were over she reapplied her lipstick & went out to dance.
Her bouncer had made his way back towards the dance floor. Told her was
about to go on break & did she want to join him. Boy did she. They went
downstairs so he could clock out. He then led her down to the basement
where the beer cooler was. It was a pretty hot night so the cool air felt
good. Susie was so excited her sweet juice were almost running down her
legs. She quickly pulled his hard cock and guided it up and into her. He
was long and hard & he knew wahat he was doing he also loved to tease. He
would pull it out anfd make her beg for him to put it back in. She came
many times. All of the sudden the cooler door opened.

In walked Derek the bartender she knew. Seeing such a sigh as Susie
sprawled across a few cased of MGD, made him instanly hard. Susie was
always up for a goodthreesome so she offered her ass to Derek. He mounted
her from behind... Together all thre found a rhythm that made them scream in
passion. After 20 or 30 minutes, the 3 finally spent laid there exhausted.
derek had to get back upsatirs so they all got dressed and rapidly went
back. Susie went back dancing with her friends.... and started hitting on
Scottie while wondering if he would make it number 5.

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Games Players-Erotic Fiction

2006-06-14T14:08:00.000-07:00

I've got the itch tonight, but it seems a slow night. There's only
one unattached guy at the bar, and he's not my type.
I've seen his kind before. He's my male counterpart - handsome, almost
pretty, experienced at seducing women, but slightly jaded by the sheer
numbers of his conquests.

No, I like them a bit more naive. More... Tender.
Still, a little practice never hurts...
Nothing's happening here tonight. Once I finish this drink, I'll move
on and see if the action's better somewhere else.
The only unfettered female in the place is not my kind of girl - not
enough tit, too thin lips. She looks like she's trolling too.
Definitely not the innocent, adventurous sort I prefer.
Standing up from the barstool, I glance over at her table, for no
particular reason.
My gaze sweeps past her without really looking as I head for the door.
Then something niggles at my mind and I turn back... There! She's got
this LOOK on her face - Catherine Zeta Jones eyes. Smoldering,
inviting, laughing and daring.
I always was a sucker for a challenge...

***She***

The LOOK got him. He's coming over.
The trick now is to brush him off, preferably with a hard-on.
I look elsewhere as he approaches. He doesn't speak, but stands so
close that if I turn, I'll be staring at his zipper. I can smell him.
Just a hint of cologne, or possibly soap, underlaid with a feral
masculine scent. This is... unexpected.
I feel my silky brown hair guided away from my face with a single
finger. The game is well afoot now. He has picked up the gauntlet.
***He***
She pretends to ignore me. I know a challenge when I see one, though,
and decide to change the rules of the game.
Standing at her shoulder, I say nothing. Her nostrils flare as she
picks up my scent. I pull back her hair and bend, kissing softly at
the nape of her neck.
I feel a shiver in response...

***She***

The kiss to my neck has almost undone me! He is not playing by the
rules!
Very well, then, no holds barred!
I stand. I will walk away without looking back. I turn away, but he's standing in front of me, and now my face is
nearly pressed into the vee of his unbuttoned shirt. The valley
between his pecs is as deep as that between my breasts. That SMELL
almost overwhelms me and I can't help but look upward.
The challenge is clear in his eyes, and it steels my resolve. I look
him up and down and toss my head in disdain, then try to push past
him.
His crooked finger under my chin stops me...

***He***

This is getting interesting!
I stare into her eyes, putting passion into mine as I let the finger
under her chin slip down to trace the curve of her neck and the soft
valley of her meager cleavage.
She doesn't turn away as I bend to kiss her. Her lips melt for a
moment, then press tightly together. As I start to pull back, she
follows, softening again, and accepting my tongue.
Lips or no, she can kiss!
I feel my cock stirring in the leg of my trousers!
***She***
Well, now! No wonder he's confident! My pussy starts to weep from the
passion in his kiss! At first, I want to escape, but realize it's
futile. I must play this out, so I go on the offensive, and kiss him
back!

My tongue explores playfully inside his mouth, refusing to duel with
his, but not avoiding it either.
His hand just above my buttocks covers most of my back with heat, and
my nipples harden as I feel a large bulge start to grow where his
trousers press into my belly!
***He***

Pulling away from the kiss, I grasp a ringed earlobe between my teeth
and bite gently, eliciting a lustful gasp!
Slender, sharp-nailed fingers slide through my hair, sending chills
down my spine! They grasp a double-handful of my hair pull my head
away!
Warm lips and sharp teeth leave a trail of fire along the inner curve
of my chest muscle as those nails dig into my scalp!
My erection is trapped painfully in the leg of my slacks, and I pull
back to give it room to rise.

***She***
We pull away and gaze into each other's eyes, passion smoldering just
beneath the surface as we both realize we're in the wrong venue for
the next round.
Without a word, we head for the door. In the dark of the small parking
lot, we each press the keyless entry buttons for our cars.
Damn! His Ferrari trumps my Porsche, and I push the other button on my
key tab, re-locking the Porsche.
With aplomb, he offers a hand to help me into the passenger seat. I
have no choice but to accept.
Nothing is said as the powerful engine of the red, low-slung car
sweeps us toward his home-court and away from mine.
***He***
I can't help feeling a little smug as I offer my hand to help her out
of the car.

In the elevator, I use the back of my middle finger to caress her
slender neck down to the point of a white shoulder bared by the
slippage of her top, leaving her looking somehow vulnerable.
She shivers and turns to me, slipping a small hand inside the open top
of my shirt. Her eyes burn into mine as those fragile fingers caress
my pects and push the shirt off my shoulder.
An electric current shoots down my spine as her teeth close on the
bared nipple and instantly release, followed closely by a quick, wet
tongue.

***She***
I lick and chew at his hard, tiny nipple, trying to regain some lost
ground.

The zipper at my back slips downward and a large hand finds its way
inside my top just as the doors of the elevator 'ding' and open.
Muscular arms sweep me off my feet, and without apparent effort, he
carries me to an apartment door.
Somehow, without disturbing me as I recline in those strong arms, he
manages the unlocking and opening of the door.
Lights come on as I'm transported into a spacious living area that
fairly screams 'seduction zone'!
I'm deposited on a large ottoman in the center of the sunken living
area, and music fills the room from unseen speakers.
A drink is thrust into my hand and I sit up to take a sip, not
bothering to pull my top up as is slips down my arms.

He sits, watching, sipping his own drink, on the circular sofa
surrounding the ottoman.

I am on display, so I take the role and run with it.
***He***

She extends the almost empty glass and I take it from her, admiring
her bare shoulders and the upper slopes of her breasts.
Slowly, gracefully, turned half away from me, she removes the silky
fabric of her top, putting on a show. The skirt follows and she
reclines her deliciously naked form in the center of the ottoman.
On her petite frame, the smallness of her breasts makes her look more
vulnerable, more fragile.
She writhes upon the ottoman, one knee up, the other leg extended. An
elegant finger slips eagerly into the thatch of curly brown hair at
her vee, parting the moist folds and penetrating far inside.
The other hand clutches a small tit, squeezing hard before taking the
rigid little nipple between thumb and middle finger, pulling it far
from her body. Her hips rise to meet her two middle fingers.

***She***

My passion play has the desired effect, and soon his muscular body
appears above my head where it hangs off the edge of the ottoman. His
long, hard cock accepts the invitation of my half-open lips.
My left hand slips between his legs and urges him inward. I haven't
had a cock like this in ages, and I savor every thick inch of it as it
slips further and further down my throat!
My middle finger toys with the crinkled ring of his anus as my lips
bury themselves in the sandy thicket of his pubic hair, causing his
prick to pulse in my throat.
With a quick thrust, I bury the finger in his rectum and use it to
pull him away from my face, only to force his rod back in, knowing the
effect my moans would have on his sensitive glands!

***He***

The sight of my cock stretching her bulging throat, and the combined
sensations of her finger in my ass and the velvety heat of her mouth
have pushed me to the edge and I know it won't be long.
I fuck her willing mouth and throat with long strokes. Faster and
faster I plunge into the inferno, finally stopping, buried as deep as
I can go! My explosion blasts cum straight into her stomach!
Pulling out, I let the last couple of spurts go in her mouth.
Gazing defiantly into my eyes, she swirls it around with her tongue
before swallowing.
***She***

Elation fills me as he cums in my mouth! I have won! Now I can dress
and leave!
But, wait! What's this! He's still rigid as an iron rod!
He pulls me up and kisses me deeply, not caring that his cum still
coats my mouth! Lips, tongue and teeth assault my senses as he works
his way down my neck to my breasts!
He is not gentle, and my body responds to his urgency with passion.
His teeth set my screaming nipples on fire, and my loins burn as his
finger plunges deeply, then withdraws, dragging deliberately across my
G-spot!

My other breast is totally engulfed as he sucks the entire orb into
his mouth, battering it with his tongue. As it slips from his
moistened lips, sharp teeth on hard nipple send lightning down my
spine!

Two fingers plunder my dripping sex, now, and withdraw to slip up the
sides of my distended clit! Oh God, he is a masterful lover!

***He***
I'm in my element now. I kiss and nibble my way down her heaving
abdomen, pausing to play with the ring in her navel, then working my
way down to the supersensitive flesh at the crease where thigh joins
torso.
Shivers race through her as my tongue plays in the soft flesh of this
forbidden valley. My fingers play a concerto inside her. I know the
places that women like to be touched, and I play them like a fine
instrument.

My tongue circles her throbbing clit, then flicks rapidly back and
forth across it as the pads of my fingers caress her G-spot.
BAM! Her first climax has her screeching into the back of her hand!
**She***
This is not going my way at all! My orgasm rips through me as he takes
over control of my body!
Twice, three times more his magic fingers and tongue wrest spasms from
my heaving body!
Like a rag doll, he turns me onto my knees. With three fingers inside
my sopping pussy, his tongue plunges deep into my ass!
Oh no! He's discovered my secret! I wail in despair and surrender to
his invading tongue as it ravishes my quivering rectum! My orgasm is
almost continuous now, I scream and writhe on the ottoman, not sure
whether I want to escape or push back and impale myself more deeply on
his cursed tongue!

Suddenly, my gaping orifice is empty, and I shriek in frustration.
***He***
She's mine now! I kneel up and align my throbbing manhood with her
quivering pussy.
One long, slow, plunge, and I'm nestled hard against the musclular
lump of her cervix. Her vagina heaves and caresses the length of my
hard shaft as a guttural moan escapes her throat!
Hard and fast, I plunder and plow her tender tissues, swiveling my
hips at the far end to prod and stretch new places within her. Her
moans are continuous and her hips drive backward to meet each thrust.
It takes every ounce of willpower I possess to keep my orgasm from
tearing itself out of my rampant shaft, but there is one more conquest
I must make to complete my victory!

***She***

Heaving and grunting like a pig, I revel in my subjugation! His
conquering shaft drives me through climax after climax, as I wait,
with fear and anticipation for what is to come.
We both know how this must end, and my cringing rectum opens wide
around the plunging shaft, screaming in pain, spasming in ecstasy!
Deep into my bowels he plunges, taking what he wants - what I must
give! Hard and strong, his conquering spear stabs my guts, rearranging
my intestines, making a permanent home for its victorious presence!
His hips swivel, and the bloated plum of his glans swirls and hollows
out my colon.
No climax in my life has come from so deep in my soul! No orgasm ever
wrenched itself from my body with such violence, such utter
indifference to what might or might not be left in its wake!
***He***

Her final orgasm begins as a subsonic rumble in her chest, then rises
to a growl, a cry, a scream, a screech, and finally, a shriek that
fades into the ultrasonic!

Her body goes rigid around my exploding shaft, and blackness threatens
to engulf me as my body empties its entire store of pent-up passion in
a series of violent explosions! My lava coats and fills her bowels as
I savor my victory with tiny strokes in the gritty velvet of her
quivering fundament!

***She***

As, with effort and his help, I extract myself from the Ferrari, he
hands me a calling card. With a tiny smile, he accepts the one
extended from my fingers.
His smile broadens as he reads what I've scrawled on the back:
'Rematch?'
He gives me a curt nod as I turn to head for my Porsche, realizing
with shock that we have yet to hear each other speak.

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Sexy Suzie-Erotic Fiction

2006-05-27T10:21:00.000-07:00

The night started out as any other normal Thursday party night. We wnet

over to Joe's to watch the Simpson's & Cheers, drink a few bers in

prepartion for going uptown.

There was an unusual amoint of tension in the air as Susie walked in the

living room. All the guys stopped to stare. She has massive 40C

tits...and she loves to show them off. Tonights attire was no different.

A tight black mini, a low cut black sweater, and a barely there tank top.

She looked good. She was ready for action.

She checked out the availible guys in the room. They were not much. There

was Joe, who was going out with her roommate. (not a good idea, she had

already fucked Shelly's boyfriend once). Doug, he was cute but she had had

too many sexual experiance & postions with him already. They had went out

for awhile just to fuck. The rest were just average guys that did not

really turn her on. She was looking for the guy, you know the one who

gives you the Fuck me eyes from hell. And makes you cream in your little

lace panties right there!

Susie, drank a few beers...flirted with some of the guys...(practice you

know). She realized that all this beer was making her horny as hell! She

asked dear ole' Doug if he wanted to go outside for a smoke. Doug who was

a little tispy himself said sure. She didn't really want to fuck Dough

again... she was saving that for later but a little four play may hold her

off till another guy came along. They kinda relaxed against the air

condtioner unit. He slipped his hands inside her sweater and sqeezed her

left nipple. His reward was a small little gasp of pleasure. She wanted

to return the favoe and slid her hands into his bermuda shorts, fondleing

his balls. He really did have a nice set of balls. He pushed her a little

farther back and let his hands roam her soft thighs. He was suprised to

find out she wore no underwear and took advatage of the situation. As he

finger fucked her, she writed up and down, crying out in ectasy. Within

moments she had her first orgasism. Soon she pulled down her skirt, fixed

her and went back inside.

Everyone else was ready to go uptown & hit the bars, to drink & dance. She

jumped in Scotty's mustang and they sped up toward Trash Cans the favortie

of her little group. Susie was not 21, but with a show of her ample

cleavage she was usually marked high.

She went to flirt with the bartender, a friend of hers she occasionally

fooled around with. He gave her his house special! She went upstairs to

scope out the place. There were a few frat boys she remembered from some

parties, a few randoms that were in her classes and then the bouncers.

They was a new one on duty tonight, At least one she had never seen

before. He had sandy hair, blue eyes, nice build, and a great little ass.

She went up to him & started flirting. Putting the coy little hand on his

shoulder, touching his thigh. Alas though he was soon taken away by some

rowdies at the other end of the bar. Susie was real horny right now &

decide to go into the DJ booth to cool off. But Phil, didn't think that

was what she had in mind. He programmed a few CD's and had her give him a

blow job. She was real good a licking his hot throbbing cock. She love to

take it all the way in her mouth and suck on his balls. It was one of her

few pleasure giving oral sex. She knew jsut the right amount of pressure

to put on his dick. She loved to play and lick and tease. She also did

something that most girls hated. She swallowed. She loved the taste of

sperm coming down her throat. His love tool shooting his sweet load in her

warm, inviting mouth.

Soon the cd's were over she reapplied her lipstick & went out to dance.

Her bouncer had made his way back towards the dance floor. Told her was

about to go on break & did she want to join him. Boy did she. They went

downstairs so he could clock out. He then led her down to the basement

where the beer cooler was. It was a pretty hot night so the cool air felt

good. Susie was so excited her sweet juice were almost running down her

legs. She quickly pulled his hard cock and guided it up and into her. He

was long and hard & he knew wahat he was doing he also loved to tease. He

would pull it out anfd make her beg for him to put it back in. She came

many times. All of the sudden the cooler door opened.

In walked Derek the bartender she knew. Seeing such a sigh as Susie

sprawled across a few cased of MGD, made him instanly hard. Susie was

always up for a goodthreesome so she offered her ass to Derek. He mounted

her from behind... Together all thre found a rhythm that made them scream in

passion. After 20 or 30 minutes, the 3 finally spent laid there exhausted.

Derek had to get back upsatirs so they all got dressed and rapidly went

back. Susie went back dancing with her friends.... and started hitting on

Scottie while wondering if he would make it number 5.

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Bus Ride Antics-Erotic Tales

2006-05-27T08:04:00.000-07:00

Bus Ride Antics

As she sits on the bench waiting for the bus in the horrid heat. The
heat aggravating her already sensitive nipples. "I knew I should not have
worn this new bra today!" she silently rages as every move she makes rubs
the already stimulated nipples. "What a day." she grumbles to herself.
The days frustrations finally getting the upper hand on her. "Should have
never taken that fucking promotion, they work me like a dog now.
Everything has to be perfect... OOh god" she stops with a whimper.
Feeling a breeze as it flows over her body the cool air upon her nipples.
"I need a MAN! It has been 9 fucking months!" she moan to herself. As the
puff of wind dies down the oppressive heat hits her again darkening her
mood even more.

Finally, the bus arrives and she gets on. Looking for a lone seat she
finds one in the middle of the bus. Reaching up she tries to open her
window as the bus pulls away. "God damn window is stuck!" she whispers as
she struggles with it trying to open it. Finally, sitting down in disgust.
Sitting in the hot muggy bus she rides along the bus swaying causing her
nipples to rub against her bra. Unable to take it any longer, she looks
around to make sure no one is looking and she quickly removes her bra.
Sticking it in her purse. She leans back into the seat and starts to think
of HIM. How his strong hands will feel upon her skin. His hot body as she
watches him as he swims in the pool at his house. Seeing his muscles
ripple as he pulls his body through the water as he swims over to her. He
pulls himself from the pool his body dripping and glistening in the sun.

He...

"Excuse me can I sit here?" Looking up she sees a construction worker
looking down upon her motioning to the seat. She reaches over and moves
her purse and turns away from him with a scowl upon her face. "I have to
sit next to a smelly CONSTRUCTION WORKER! Will this day never end?" She
silently fumes as he sits beside her. "It sure is HOT isn't it ma'am?" He
asks. She simply ignores him trying to lose herself in her fantasy again.

"Can I open that window ma'am?" He asks she looks at him he stands towering
above her reaching out his very strong arms and wrestles the window down.
The blast of air hits her flowing over her skin rubbing her shirt against

her screaming nipples. She moans as she looks at him and sees his eyes
looking down following his eyes down she sees her purse has opened and he
is staring at her lacy silk bra. She blushes in shame and turns away from
him looking out the window. As he sits again beside her.

Riding in silence for a while the wind billowing through the window
against her flushed skin. "Hey look at that new mall." He says as he
reaches across her to point out the window. His thickly muscled forearm in
front of her chest just barely touching her shirt. "Oooh" she moans as the
bus sways and her nipples rub against his arm. "Um HUH" she tries to reply
as he pulls his arm back. Pressing his arm lightly against her chest he
starts to draw his arm back. Trying to concentrate she bites her lip as
his arm scrapes over her nipples. "Ohhh" she gasps as his hand touches her
breast. He stops as his wrist touches her nipple. She looks down and sees
him turn his wrist so his palm is toward her chest. Looking at him he
looks into her eyes as he starts to move his hand over her breast. The
hard palm of his hand against her shirt pulling the material against her.

"Oh God!" she moans as she sees him smile at her. Just a soft smile
upon his lips like he knows he is going to please her. As his curled
fingers touch her breast she can feel her heart beating wildly against her
chest. His strong fingers sliding over her flesh. Gliding upward over her
skin finally his finger tips are touching her nipple he so lightly pinches
her hard protrusion between his thick long fingers and then side off. "No"
she lightly gasps, barely aware of her own actions she presses her chest
forward. She turns her head and looks at him. His deep brown eyes looking
beyond her eyes all the way to her soul. Searching inside her finding her
deepest desires. She feels his arm move away from her chest and she looks
down to see him opening the button to her top. Wanting to stop him she is
powerless as she looks into his pleading eyes.

"Ohhh" she moans as she feels the first touch of his finger tips upon
her skin. It send electric shocks down between her legs. His fingers
slide up her chest to stroke her neck and then glide back down the valley
between her breasts. His touch so light the skin puckers in goose bumps.
His hands lightly stroking the flesh of her breast. He starts to caress
her breast. Just his finger tips brushing against her. As his fingers
finally touch her bare nipple she lets go closing her eyes she leans her

head back. "Ohh Oooohhh OOOH" she groans as his fingers pinch upon her

sensitive nipples. He works his fingers like a small mouth upon her
sucking her hard little bud. She feels the pure lust heat coming from her
pussy. Rubbing her legs together she can feel the wet lips sliding against
each other.

She feels the air change around her breasts and she looks down as he has
pulled her top open exposing her breast to his eyes. He pulls his fingers
away from her chest and as she looks at him his eyes are staring into her
eyes. He smiles at her as his fingers lightly touch her thigh. She
shudders as she feels his touch looking into his eyes, begging her to let
him please her. Surrendering to him she leans back and opens up to his
touch. "Yessss" she whispers as she parts her legs and feels his fingers
sliding over her stockings between her thighs. His fingers brushing
against her sensitive flesh. As she spreads her legs more giving him full
access to her most intimate areas he smiles at her display of pure lust.
He slowly strokes his finger up her thigh. Feeling the soft touch of his
fingers against the silkiness of her stockings sending jolts of pure
pleasure through her body. She closes her eyes and enjoys the sensations.
As his fingers touch the top of her stockings. she shudders as his fingers
make contact with the smooth skin of her leg.

"Oh GOD!" she moans loudly as her eyes fly open feeling his mouth upon
her nipple. His hot mouth sucking her hard nub into his mouth. She
relishes the feeling of his soft smooth lips against her. Her arms come up
and encircle his head pulling his mouth against her. His fingers stroking
her inner thigh not moving just brushing against the sensitive flesh.
"Uhhh" she starts to moan and reaches down to his wrist sticking out of her
skirt and pulling she tries to move his hand to her dripping sex. His
strong arm does not move. She finally begs him. "Pleassseeeee." and as
the final sound escapes her lips his fingers slide up and touches her.
Roughly pulling aside her panties his finger finally touches her lips. He
lightly brushes his finger over her swollen pussy lips as he lightly bites
upon her nipple.

"Please Please Please..." She hears herself whimpering as he pulls away
from her breast and gets so close to her face she can feel his breath upon
her lips as he stares into her eyes. As she rises to meet his lips he
kisses her full of pure desire. As his tongue enters her mouth she feels

his finger pierce her inner sanctum. As he slides deep inside her she
moans onto his tongue. Opening her mouth his tongue devours her. "Oh god
I am going to..." she mumbles into his tongue. His finger sliding in and
out of her. Feeling the tightening in her stomach she starts to clench his
hand between her legs. Knowing her release is emanate he slides his finger
out of her pussy and rubs his fingers around her clit. Around and around
as she climbs to the peak. "Cumming" is all she can gasp into his mouth as
she feels his fingers lightly pinching her clit and feels her body
contracting in orgasm. As she starts coming shots of pure white flying
behind her eyes feeling the pent up sexuality released. She sobs in
release as he holds her to his chest. His arms around her, surrounding
her, protecting her. She sobs deep into his strong chest.

"It is ok." he whispers as he strokes her hair. Pulling out his
handkerchief he gives it to her as he disengages himself from her and
stands. "Well, this is my stop. I had to leave my car at the dealer."
handing her his business card. "Call me, Please" He whispers to her as he
kisses her deeply one more time before he turns to get off the bus.
Watching him walk away she sees him enter the Porsche dealership. Looking
down at the business card she reads his title "President - International
affairs" Smiling she tucks the business card into her purse. "What a great
day!" she smiles to herself as she buttons up her blouse.

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PRIMAL-Erotic Tales

2006-05-16T12:20:00.000-07:00

Primal

I don't know if it was the thunder or the flapping

blinds that woke me. Now that I think about it, I had

shown her the view of the ocean from my 14th floor

condo during the "tour." Being a single guy in Miami,

the bedroom having the balcony facing the ocean was

just a chance thing.

Right.

Even with the air on and a steady wind blowing (it is

never still this high up) in was to warm to be under

the covers. We were both naked. Her body was shaded

in contrasts, light from the bathroom, the moon rising

over the storm, and shadows - some which were on her

skin, some in it.

Damn. If you can't be good, be lucky.

Here I am, an average guy, crappy record at

relationships, reasonably ok looking, working and

playing hard in sin city. And not getting a lot of

ass.

It was not a problem of quantity; there are more women

ready to fuck on any given night here than there are

in all of the Midwest. No, the problem was quality.

As in the qualities I was missing: No ready trust

fund, I work hard for my money. No ready supply of

drugs, not unless you count fine tequilas and

scotches. And not ready to provide a sweetheart the

marriage she needs to stay in the US, and bring over

the other 26 members of her immediate family.

So when the guy's were going to hit a strip club known

for its loose interpretation of the rules, I was down.

Yea, I knew I was going to blow a couple of hundred

at least, but for here in Miami, that is what I would

have spend by the third date, easy. At least here I

could see the good before I spent more than twenty

bucks.

More thunder called my attention back to the open

door. Lightning in the clouds held it there. Ever

looked at a thunderstorm from the same level? I

stepped out onto the balcony to take in the view.

The air was not notably cooler, but the wind was

starting to whip up and I felt the sweat chill my

body. Yea, I am an honest 8", but in this breeze no

one would ever believe it.

Well, my guest might. If she trusted her memory.

Considering where I picked her up and what I had to

drink, I was pretty sure I wanted to stick to my

memory for just now.

The place advertised 75 girls dancing. 40 would be

more like it. But a real nice selection. Latina

(obviously), in flavors like Brazilian, Colombian, and

Cuban, black girls from all over the Caribbean and

US, good old American girls, and lately some

Russians.

Short, tall, "Why is she working" fat, rail thin.

Real boobs in all sizes, fakes standing up at a D cup

and larger. The girls worked the floor in little and

danced in nothing. Only lap dances were given with

bottoms on.

This one was just what I liked, petite, natural B

cups, dark hair to her shoulders, legal age but not

showing any wear just them.

I had seen her on the stage shortly after we got

there, but lost track of her after her set. I passed

on three or four offers for a lap dance, instead just

enjoying the show and the last of happy hour. One of

the guys spotted her again before I did.

Actually what he saw was a little blond off to one

side of the main stage, working a group of guys up for

some lap dances. You had to admire her technique.

Instead of just hanging all over them and offering,

she was smiling and lightly rubbing her tits, while my

brunette was reaching around from behind her with her

hand working in blondie's panties. Not much

penetration, but her clit was getting worked over.

Needless to say, they both disappeared under that pack

of dogs before half our crew got a look at the side

show.

Some time later, not sure when time wise, but I do

know it was after I surrendered my keys, she showed up

in front of me. I was busy watching this Jamaican

girl prove the old saying, "It's all pink on the

inside" when I felt a hand on my shoulder and a voice

in my ear.

"Glad to see you are still here."

See, I appreciate a professional. She had caught me

watching her show and kept track of our group, or she

was smooth enough risk that line on someone who may

have not been there earlier. Either way she was good.

And she smelled sweet.

The wind had dried my skin and thinking about my

memory of the girl laying on the bed had me stirring.

I'm not an exhibitionist by nature, but being in the

open, in plain view of anyone on the beach at 5 AM was

kinds cool. Let em look. Besides, I was still power

trippin from what had happened.

"Would you like a lap dance?"

Fuck yea! Right Now! Who knows how many margaritas I

had had, how much snatch I had looked at, but I

managed to get out a slightly smoother response.

"I don't like the rules here. To strict."

The rules for the lap dances were actually pretty

good. She had to keep her panties on (every girl

would pull them aside when the time was right) and no

touching the pussy. $20 a song, but after three you

could negotiate.

"Buy me a drink. I've had a great night and want to

unwind. Then we'll see about the rules."

When I nodded she went to sit down next to me,

stopped, looked at my crotch, then smiled and walked

around to my left and sat there. It was only then

that I realized none of my friends were anywhere to be

seen. That thought was quickly lost as she put her

hands on my left thigh ( I dress left) and gave my

cock a squeeze.

"You are good. What do you want to drink?"

"Zima. And you."

I smiled at the BS and caught the waitress's eye. A

few minutes later we both had drinks and hers was half

gone.

"Do you want to go to the VIP room? The `rules' are

different there."

At $300 a half hour, they damn well better be, but I

was not doubling down on that bet.

"I've got my own VIP suite on the beach. It has

better drinks, a better view, and no time limits."

Besides, unless I was totally trashed, I had been in

this place for over six hours and it was now pass 12.

And I was already out half my cash for the night.

"But it doesn't have me."

"Funny, you have 100% control over that. You could

change that any time you like." She was still

tickling my cock, and probably had a real good idea as

to all that was in there.

"But I don't want to be the one in control."

That got her 110% of my cock. And she knew it.

"You need to think about the rules, and how you are

going to get around them." With that I stood up, took

her by the upper arm, and headed for the couches where

they give the lap dances. Half way back she pulled me

to one side and pointed out a set of sets that I had

not noticed before.

`These are best. Less distractions, less attention."

I sat down, and she started her routine.

"Take off you belt. I may want you to spank me but I

defiantly don't want the buckle scratching me."

My belt draped over my neck, she shook her hair in my

face, looking around in the process. Before I knew it

she had her hand in my pants and around my cock, which

she proceeded to pull out of my pants leg.

"Not much friction if I left it down there, huh?"

I was not going to disagree. In fact I was not going

to do much because she shoved her perky little `Bs' in

my face and started to rub her body against my crotch.

All I could do was grab that ass and hang on.

Before long she had slid down my body and was starting

back up again when she nipped the bulge in my slacks.

Ohh, this was going to be good. She kept right on

going back up, whispering in my ear as she went, "Lick

my nipples!"

When her nipples reached head height I look the left

one in my mouth, licking and sucking. She reached

down to adjust our contact point (my cock) when it

happened.

I honestly think she slipped first, but weather it was

cause or effect we will never know. Some how she

slipped and pressed on my balls and I bit her nipple.

As love bites go it was a bit hard. Not enough to

draw blood. Not the hardest I had ever bitten a

nipple. But defiantly not the lick she was expecting.

Neither her gasp, almost a whimper, nor her hands

flying from my cock to the sides of my head surprised

me. But grinding her cunt on my cock and squeezing my

head to her did. Suddenly I realized she was coming

while dry humping me.

When she finished I let go of her left nipple and

tried for her right.

"You hurt me." She rubbed her nipple as she spoke, the

crinkled areola hiding my teeth marks.

"And you got off on it." No way I was not calling her

on that one.

"Yes. Is that sick or what?"

"Or what. Its only sick if you are not doing

something you like. And you did like that."

We both knew it was not a question.

"Ever leave here with a customer?"

"Not alone, no."

"Your blond friend, the one you were fingering, does

she know how you like it?"

"no"

"Do you want her to see?"

"no" These last two answers had been barely audible

over the music. The stone cold professional that had

sat down with me before was gone.

"Well we are even. I've never picked up a girl in a

strip club before, and I don't want my friends to see

us leave. But you are leaving with me." Again, no

question was asked or answered. But she had started

rocking on my cock again. And this time all the heat

was not from friction.

Twenty minutes later we were in a cab. Fifteen later

we were taking the tour and had gotten to the bedroom.

And she did want it rough. Her only stipulation, no

anal. "I can't imagine that it can feel good." Funny

words from a girl that got off once already on pain.

I am not a sadist, per say. What I am is a control

freak that wants to be in control of a woman's

pleasure, however she gets it. And this was not my

first experience with a woman that needed it to hurt

so good. It was not the time to break out the toys;

this was a bed, two people and all their parts.

That squall line was coming in fast. The lightning

was more frequent, and the thunder followed more

closely. It would soon cover the full moon, although

the false dawn was also climbing the sky.

"I am so sore. How am I going to work with these

marks?" She caught me off guard. She was sitting up

in the bed now, her skin shining still from the sweat

we had made. Some of the shadows had moved, others

had stayed, maybe grown darker.

"That didn't sound like complaints I heard earlier...."

FUCK! I had no idea what her name was. I mean

normally I am bad with names, but I am not even sure I

got hers.

She took my silence for something else and rushed to

add, "You didn't let me finish. I am so sore and I

have never cumm so hard or so many times before."

"Why is that?" How the fuck was I going to get her

name?

"Look at me, you practically twisted by boobs off, my

nipples, look, you made my nipples bleed. I know I am

limber but I have never had my legs pushed so wide or

far back before."

This time it had to be a question, because she was

right, it had been rough and no one would take my word

over that evidence, "And you liked it all?" My earlier

erection had started back down at this point.

"Yes." She was not making eye contact again. " That

and, and being called names."

"Is that right?" I had nothing to loose at this

point, right?

"yes" She no sooner spoke than a near simultaneous

flash and thunder hit.

"And you need more, right? You expect me to fuck that

cunt and make you cum again, right?"

"yes" Again, thunder and lightening accompanied her

confession.

"Well is that pussy wet or dry? I can't fuck a dry

pussy."

She got the idea and slid her hand into that well used

and filled slit. "A little."

"That won't work. Come here to me." I stepped back

onto the balcony and took one of the chairs there and

placed it with the back to the railing.

She hesitated at the door, then stepped out when I

gave her a warning look. I grabbed the railing with

my right hand, placed my right leg on the chair, and

informed her that if she wanted to fuck again she was

going to have to lick me clean from my ass to the tip

of my cock.

She started with the head of my cock and worked her

way back, licking off the dried remains of my cum and

her cunt juices. "That's a good little bitch, go

ahead, you can play with your cunt."

She responded with vigor and was soon making long

swipes from my asshole to my balls while she spread

the quickly flowing juices out from her hole and

around her clit.

"Do you like storms?" She seemed taken back, confused

by my question. I pointed at the clouds, now

flickering almost continuously and she nodded. "Then

get up here and watch."

I placed her knees on the chair and had her grab the

rails. It took her no time to figure out that I was

going to fuck her here, in view of the beach and in

the face of the storm.

"Fuck me, fuck me hard, as hard as you can.!" She

shifted her weight, freeing one hand to grab her

bruised and sore tits. As I slid home she pulled

hard, harder than I would have on her left nipple. As

my pubic bone crashed into her ass, she slid forward

scrapping her tender tits on the brick railing.

Another moan escaped her, followed by a slow building

chant, `fuck me, fuck me, Fuck Me, Fuck ME, FUCK

ME!!!" With each repetition I slammed in a hard as I

could, until she grabbed the wall with both hands and

reared back upright against me, limiting my ability to

thrust.

I wrapped my arms around her, crossing them and taking

each of her tits in hand. She screamed again, this

time because she had scrapped her nipple on the wall

and now I was twisting it. Releasing her nipple and

grabbing the whole tit instead, she started thrusting

back on my cock again. Acting just on instinct I

pinched her left nipple again, then placed my fingers

in her mouth.

Her mouth seemed confused at first, even as she was

thrusting back on my cock, but then she realized what

I was doing and began to eagerly suck my fingers

clean. When I took it out she grunted "More" so I

again squeezed her nipple, drawing out more of her

blood, and again I fed it to her.

"Ohghh, I need more, fuck me more, take me more, make

me your slut whore bitch!!"

The thunderstorm was right on us now, the rain had

started, the lighting was flashing, the thunder was so

loud you could not tell where the sound ended and the

trembling in you body began. The gushing of her cunt,

our sweat, the rain all mixed so that we were now

sliding against each other with almost no friction.

"Mine" Thrust. "You are MINE" Thrust. "My Whore"

Thrust. "Slut" Thrust

I was drunk with the power, the control this little

minx had given me! She was mine! My thing! My fuck

toy!

Then the thunder spoke again, and I heard. The

lightning flashed and I saw. I was MASTER, all the

power was MINE. MY WILL BE DONE!!!

I grabbed the back her head and pressed her down

again, down on the railing on top of the wall. This

time her tits when straight down on the wall, not

dragging. I had no idea if her eyes were open when I

pushed her, when her head and shoulders where placed

over the edge looking 14 floors down at a pool and

deck. I will never know at what point she realized

how far down it was.

What I do know is that at that very moment when the

momentum was the greatest, my cock slipped from her

cunt and on the next thrust went up her ass.

Again she screamed, and again the thunder, MY THUNDER

spoke, drowning her protests. "No, NOT there, get it

out, get it out!"

I had the power, the storm was mine, she was mine, she

wanted it to hurt and I had called in my storm to make

her feel what she wanted, what she needed.

She had nowhere to go, and no time to get there. I

was thrusting in her ass, yelling in her ear, "My

cunt, my bitch, my whore."

Before she could escape my invasion of her ass her

body betrayed her. Legs that had supported and

balances her body gave out to spasms. Arms that had

held he body in check on the wall collapsed, no longer

holding her back.

In the pounding rain the full length of my cock

traveled in and out of her ass. Any more sounds she

may have made where lost in the now raging storm. But

her body spoke. And it moved.

When her limp arm lifted her hand to her cunt, her

body said "I like this!"

When her fingers began to massage her clit, her body

said, "I want this!"

When I felt her fingers slide into her cunt, when her

knuckles were massaging the bottom of my cock from

inside her cunt, her body said. "I need this!"

When I felt her begin to shake, when I could see her

eyes rolled back and her mouth moving in the drowned

screams of her orgasm, I came. No porn start stuff

here, this was a primal, bury your cock to the hilt

and explode orgasm.

My cock slipped free of her now spread ass as she

turned and collapsed in the chair, still oblivious to

the storm. I stumbled backwards, into the bedroom

till my bed caught the back of my knees and I

collapsed there.

I could still feel the power, but it was fading. Like

the storm my power had risen and burned it self out.

Even as she dragged her self into the room, towards

me, crawling on the floor, I felt it going.

I took her head in my hands and looked at her

contented face and her glazed eyes. She smiled at me,

a smile of contentment, of rightness.

"How can I strip when I am so beat up?" Her question

was totally reasonable, and totally out of place now.

With the last of my power I looked her in the eye and

told her, "You need to suck my cock clean again."

As my slut did her work, an old saying came to my

mind: "You break it, you buy it." But I think she was

fixed.

Still, what the fuck is her name?

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Dont wake-erotic story

2006-05-04T15:18:00.000-07:00

“Don't Wake Up!”

Mike looked at his peacefully sleeping wife, Simone and sighed. She was so beautiful lying there, wearing her soft pink nightgown, her brown hair flowing over her pillow. He sighed again, thinking of all the nights he had laid awake watching her, wishing that he could wake her up and make love to her, but her busy schedule kept her working at the hospital 14 hours a day, then she just wanted to come home, take a shower, and collapse into bed.

He reached up her nightgown and inside her panties, beginning to rub her clit gently, trying not to awaken her. At first she did not respond, but after a few moments she began to breathe heavily and bite her lower lip. She was still asleep. She began to move her hips in response to his touch.

Slowly, gently, he pulled the covers off her, slid her nightgown up, and began to remove her panties. He tossed her panties into the floor and carefully spread her legs. He lowered his face to her crotch and slowly snaked his tongue into the folds of her now wet pussy. She jerked, but did not wake up. He began to lick her pussy, slowly, softly, and she responded by moving her hips and moaning ever so softly. He pushed one finger inside her, trying to find her g-spot, and he concentrated on licking her clit. She whispered softly something he could not understand. Her breathing was increasing rapidly.

He began to feel her vaginal walls contracting against his finger, and he pressed his tongue hard against her clit, rubbing her clit vigorously and she began to shudder as orgasm flooded her. He pumped his finger in and out of her faster and faster, his tongue flicking harder and faster across her clit as she moaned louder and clutched the sheets.

Mike gave Simone a few moments to fall back into a deep sleep before he raised her legs and positioned his rock-hard cock at the opening of her pussy. He rubbed the head up and down inside her pussy lips, wetting it carefully, before he began to push it inside her. He was as careful as possible not to wake her, and he pumped his cock slowly in and out of her slippery wet cunt. She began to softly moan again and it was not long before his body responded by clenching his balls and spurting loads of hot semen into her belly. He could not last long since it had been several months since they had made love.

He turned over and went to sleep, leaving her panties in the floor and her legs spread, dripping cum down her ass onto the bed sheets.

The next morning Simone rolled over and placed her hand on Mike's shoulder and gently pressed it to wake him.

"Mike, I had the strangest dream last night, it was wonderful!" she gushed.

"Oh, really?" Mike said slyly.

"Yes, I dreamed that we were making mad, passionate love! It was bliss," replied Simone.

"Hmm, interesting," Mike mumbled.

"You know, I've been thinking," Simone began. "We don't really spend enough time together, do we?"

"Hmm. No, I guess we don't," agreed Mike.

"Well, I think we should spend more time together. I'm taking a week off work," Simone said.

"That's great, honey!" Mike said.

"I'm going to call right now and let them know I'm taking one of my free days today," Simone said, leaning across Mike to grab the phone off the night stand.

Then she spied her panties in the floor. She reached under her nightgown and noticed she was not wearing any panties. Then she understood. She hadn't been dreaming! But she didn't mention it to Mike. She was too happy to ruin the moment!

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Virgin Teens-erotic fiction

2006-05-02T15:15:00.000-07:00

Virgin Teens

Becky and Aaron were both 18 years old, and they were both virgins. It wasn’t because they were unattractive; they were both just shy and a little afraid of sex. In fact, Becky was incredibly attractive, and she had definitely had her fair share of guys attempting to have sex with her! But she had always flatly refused. She had planned to wait until she was married to have sex. What she hadn’t planned on was meeting a guy like Aaron.

Aaron was the sweetest, most sensitive guy Becky had ever met. He was handsome, more so than most of the guys in her senior high school class. But he was also very shy. In fact, Becky was the first girl he had ever dated. And they only reason they were going out was because SHE asked HIM out! Becky had always been shy, too, but when Aaron transferred into their school she knew she had to have him, and after weeks of hinting and flirting, he never asked her out, so she took the initiative.

They had been dating for six months when they decided it was the time to make love. They had discussed it several times, but they finally decided that if they were still together to celebrate their six-month anniversary, they would do it. So they made plans. They rented a room for the evening at the most luxurious hotel in town. Complete with hot tub, cable television with movie channels and a fully equipped kitchen. Aaron planned on making Becky breakfast the next morning.

When Becky got to the hotel room, she found that Aaron had already been there. He has dozens of roses of all colors all over the room in beautiful crystal vases. There were red rose petals all over the bed. Candles were already burning everywhere, casting a romantic mood all over the room.

"Have a seat, honey, and I’ll get you something to drink. I’ve got your favorite spring water," Aaron said.

"Thank you," Becky said sweetly, smiling.

She sat on the bed, dropped her purse on the floor, and tried to relax. Soon Aaron was back, bringing her a beautiful crystal wine glass full of ice-cold spring water. How romantic, she thought!

She sipped her drink before placing the glass on the night stand and lying back on the bed. Aaron was soon beside her, kissing her gently, sending shivers down her spine. She wanted this. She had never been in love before, so she knew this was right.

He eagerly unzipped her jeans and she slipped her down over her ankles, along with her panties, and tossed them into the floor. He began to awkwardly play with her pussy, massaging her clit and sticking one finger gently inside her. Suddenly, she pulled him on top of her, unzipping his fly and pulling out his hard cock.

"No foreplay, let’s just do it! I need you NOW!" she whispered.

He pressed the head of his dick against her pussy, slowly trying to push further inside her tight, virgin pussy. She grabbed his butt and pushed him, urging him to do it quickly. He pushed gently a couple more times, then with one hard thrust, he rammed his cock deep into her, tearing her maidenhead and forcing her to shriek in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Oh yes, do it! I love you, Aaron! I love you so much!" she whimpered.

"I love you, too, Becky. I love you," he replied, pumping harder and faster into her. He pulled up her shirt with one hand, and took one small braless breast into his hand and he began to suck the nipple.

Becky moaned softly and Aaron began to feel cum swelling up inside him. He tried to hold it, but it was too much for him. The combination if seeing her beautiful body and hearing her moans, and him feeling the amazing sensations of having his dick inside a pussy for the first time was more than he could handle.

"Oh, god. Becky, I’m gonna cum!" he said, half apologizing.

"Yes, Aaron, please cum for me!" she whispered into his ear, kissing his neck gently.

He began to squirt his cum inside her freshly devirginized pussy, and Becky clung tightly to him, clawing at his back. It seemed as though he would never quit cumming, but eventually he did, of course, and they lay together enjoying the moment.

"I’m sorry I couldn’t last longer, long enough to make you cum, too," Aaron apologized.

Becky smiled gently at him. "We’ve made it for six months, we’ll make it for six more," Becky said. "Who knows how much longer! We have all the time in the world to make love."

"You’re such an angel, how did I get so lucky?" Aaron asked.

“You’re the angel, Aaron,” Becky answered, kissing his forehead, and he mounted her, ready to ride again!

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The Movies-Erotic Fiction

2006-04-28T15:12:00.000-07:00

The Movie

21-year-old Kelly had been asleep for a while when she woke up and saw two people having sex on the television screen. She had fallen asleep while watching a movie on one of the premium channels, and a loud noise outside had just awakened her.

Kelly had moved away from home to take a job when she graduated tech school and had left behind Scott, her boyfriend of three years. She missed him terribly, especially at times like this. She remembered how wonderful it was to make love to him, how incredible it felt when he would give her oral sex, and how amazing it felt to have him penetrate her.

She watched as the woman mounted the man and began to ride him. Her lovely breasts bounced, and her long blonde hair trailed down her back as she rode him, moaning loudly. Kelly felt her breath begin to grow faster, and a wetness growing in her panties. She was beginning to ache. It had been more than four months since she had felt the pleasure of orgasm, and she needed the release.

She lifted her nightgown slowly and slid her hand inside her panties, gently beginning to finger her clit. She watched as the man moaned and rubbed the woman’s breasts with both hands, and she imagined how wonderful it would feel to have Scott’s cock buried deep inside her. She pushed one finger inside her wet hole, gasping loudly.

She closed her eyes and listened to the couple moaning and groaning, and she began to push two fingers in and out, using her other hand to stimulate her clitoris. She sighed heavily, and rubbed more vigorously at her clit, opening her eyes to see the man turning the woman over to fuck her doggy style. She wished this weren’t cable so she could see his penis. She longed to touch a cock again, to take its velvety smoothness in her mouth and feel it shooting warn semen inside her belly.

Her nipples stiffened against the fabric of her gown and stimulated them, making her hotter, wetter, and hornier. She was now fucking herself with four fingers, rubbing her clit with the other hand.

"Oh... oh yes... Scott, how I wish you were here! Oh, yes..." she whispered.

The men on the television had grabbed two handfuls of the blonde’s hair and was fucking her so hard that Kelly could hear the sound of his skin slapping against her ass. The woman called out "YES!" at every stroke. The man was dripping with sweat, his muscles glistening in the pale light of the set.

Kelly could feel herself getting close to orgasm and she slowed down a bit, wanting the feeling to last as long as possible, and to be as strong as possible. She took her fingers out of her pussy and licked the juice off them. She tasted sweet. She used this newly freed hand to play with her small breasts, gently pinching her nipples the way Scott used to.

Suddenly the woman began to scream that she was going to cum, and she began to beg the man to cum. Kelly grabbed one breast and squeezed so hard it was almost painful as she furiously rubbed her clit, hoping to cum at the moment the man did. She used to love to cum as she heard Scott groaning in orgasm, and the sound made her orgasm so much harder. She began to shudder, and when she was about to explode she heard the man groaning over and over with each thrust, he was cumming! That was enough. Kelly rocked her bed as she rubbed her clit as fast and as hard as she could, feeling waves of orgasm rush over her entire body. She pinched her nipple so hard it made her cry out and she screamed as her body trembled into a massive orgasm, one like she never could have imagined having! She never thought that masturbation could be as good, or better, than sex! It was amazing!

She shuddered and shivered and trembled as her body rocked with orgasm for several minutes, one wave slowly crashing as another would rise, and her orgasm lasted long past the end of the scene.

She lay in bed for only a moment after the last wave of orgasm ceased, and Kelly fell into the deepest, most comfortable sleep of her life.

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Happy Campers-Erotic fiction

2006-04-20T14:59:00.000-07:00

Gina and Mickey had set up their camp in the afternoon. Their long trek through the reserve had led them to a beautiful clear area by a stream. They were miles from anywhere, and it was unlikely they'd see another soul until they returned.They had the wilderness completely to themselves.Gina admired Mickey's strong legs, and his gorgeous tight butt, covered in walking shorts. She felt a glow of self-satisfaction in knowing that this glorious specimen of manhood was all hers.Mickey finished lighting the fire, and spread out a picnic rug. Then he took her in his arms."We're all alone here," he said, smiling...
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DR DR-Erotic Fiction

2006-04-18T14:50:00.000-07:00

Nurse Ashley was reading Doctor Jordan a report, but the handsome gynaecologist didn't seem too interested in medical history. It was late, and the hospital was almost deserted...He was leaning in towards her, ostensibly to read the chart, but his blue eyes caught hers and held them."You are an extremely beautiful woman," he said quietly.She could smell his musky scent as he leaned in to kiss her. She knew something special was about to happen...His lips were soft, his tongue was long and insistent, and she felt herself quivering within.His hand inched inside her uniform, past her lacy bra, brushing her nipple with confident, expert fingers. It hardened, and sent shivers across her breast, and her whole body. Soon he had her heavy flesh in his hand, holding her breast possessively.Nurse Ashley felt her heart beat faster as he unbuttoned her uniform. Slowly he eased the starched material away from her body, revealing her flimsy white bra and panties. He kissed her neck, and under her chin, and goose bumps followed his hot touch.
"Hmmm. I think you're going to need a good licking," he said...
"I think you'd best get undressed," he said, his voice taking on a commanding tone. He stood back and watched her remove her underwear, his eyes raking her slim body. Her panties were soaked as she took them down, revealing her trimmed pubic hair and slightly protruding lips.
"Impressive," Doctor Jordan said, stepping forward and pushing his index finger into her soft wetness. She let out of moan of tension as he ran his finger all over her vulva, in and around the soaking folds, briefly across her swollen clitoris and dipping quickly into her cunt. He stepped back and tasted his finger scientifically. "You'll definitely have to be examined," he decided, pointing towards the examination table with a serious expression. She climbed up on the table and lay back, full of anticipation, as Doctor Jordan walked to the end. "Open your legs," he demanded.She put both her feet on the edges of the table, exposing her nakedness to his gaze. His face was stern as he studied her pinkness. With both hands he spread her wide open, pulling back the hood of her clit so it shone and throbbed in the light. He pushed a finger, then two, into her and moved them in and out, slowly, inexorably. Her juices covered his hand."Hmmm. I think you're going to need a good licking," he said.With that, he bent down and began to gently lap at her folds, covering every inch of her femaleness with his tongue. He swirled it around her clit and rubbed it up and down, then dipped it into her vagina for a few moments before returning.Inserting his two fingers again, he licked her clit for what felt like hours, pushing her higher and higher into a cloud of absolute ecstasy. She could feel her muscles contracting, as every nerve fired and fired again in exquisite joy. It wasn't long before she came.He gave her little time to recover."Stand up, and bend over," he commanded, taking off his white coat and unzipping his trousers. Trembling, she did as she was told, leaning over the examination table, baring her ass and dripping cunt to him.His cock was huge. She gasped as he slid it deep into her, hitting her cervix with medical certainty. She reached under to stroke her still quivering clit as he began to move in and out, her cunt enveloping him in hot wetness.His excitement mounted and he gripped her hips as he pounded her cunt. She stroked her clit harder until the next orgasm came crashing down, tightening her around him in wave after wave of pleasure. He came soon after, gasping, filling her with hot juices, collapsing onto her back."Did I do OK, Doctor?" Nurse Ashley asked some minutes later."No," he said, smiling. "I think we'll need to do a lot more tests."Nurse Ashley quivered at the thought, and grinned.

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The Log Cabin-Erotic Fiction

2006-04-08T14:46:00.000-07:00

Jenny raced down from the porch of the log cabin and threw herself into Mike's arms. It had been three weeks since they'd seen each other, and now they were alone for the whole weekend.He kissed her hungrily, his strong arms surrounding her in a circle of warm love. She'd missed him so much…Suddenly he was kissing her eyes, her ears, her neck, and then he was unbuttoning her cotton dress like a man possessed. She smiled with pleasure and let him undress her, secure in the knowledge that her cabin was so secluded no passers-by would see them.He nudged the dress from her shoulder and kissed her there, then eased it down to her waist. He cupped her breasts and kissed her neck, sending shivers down to her boots. She loved the way he used his hands… and his mouth.She reached over and began to unbutton his shirt, and then to loosen his belt. He wore jeans so well… but she wanted him out of them. He helped her take his pants off, until he was naked and proud before her. His cock was long and slightly bent at the end; an idiosyncrasy she adored.
He turned his attention back to her, removing her bra and taking each nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the aureole and sucking them until they hardened. She felt wetness spreading through her panties, and she was ready for his cock.He slid the dress down over her waist and gently pulled her panties aside for a look at her cunt. He smiled as he admired. After a moment he stood up and ushered her to the old stump under the tree. There he removed her panties with a flourish, and sat her down, opening her legs to admire her cunt again.She leaned back and watched him, glorying in his handsome face that was so full of love for her. He moved in and ran his tongue around the edges of her slit, teasing her so she moaned. He flicked it in and out, like a lizard, making her beg him to really please her, until finally he shoved it fully into her hole, and then began to lick her in earnest.She lay back and opened her legs to the sky, allowing him full access to her dripping pussy. He covered her cunt with his mouth, using every inch of his tongue to lick her from clit to ass. Then he pulled back and lightly whipped her clit with it, barely touching the throbbing node, and she wanted to scream and demand he finish her off. Soon he was sucking on her clit like it was a piece of fruit, before he finally settled in to the long, fast lapping that he knew would bring her to the edge.The orgasm came in stages. It hit her clit first, and then expanded into her cunt, before making her whole pelvis glow. Then the shivers spread out from her stomach, and into her limbs, before the ecstasy hit her face and she smiled in pure pleasure.A cloud came across the sun, and she remembered where she was. The stump was jutting into her back, and Mike wasn't done yet."Come inside," she said. "The bed's more comfy."He shook his head. "Over here," he gestured. "Under the tree. The grass is nice."He led her to the tree and sat down. She straddled him, covering his face in kisses, and then slowly lowered her smooth wet cunt onto his cock. It entered like a shaft of heat, and she welcomed it with a lazy......

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The Picnic-Erotica

2006-04-06T14:41:00.000-07:00

The checked picnic blanket contrasts sharply against the dark green grass and cloudless blue sky, but that's how it's meant to be. Brett has laid out the picnic beneath a majestic oak tree, which lends its shade and gravitas to the scene. I look forward to the feast - there's camembert cheese, crackers, strawberries, cold ham, and mangoes for dessert.
Brett pours the wine. The chardonnay is a cool yellow and slops against the glasses. It's refreshing and intoxicating, and I savour the taste on his lips as he kisses me.
There is no one for miles around. It's like we own the whole world. The grass is swaying gently in the breeze as though it is bowing to us. We are the king and queen of our own universe, and today we are feasting on each other.
His face is buried deep in my pussy and I am in heaven...
He feeds me a strawberry; its juice dribbles from the corner of my mouth, and he licks it clean, then kisses me again.
I help him remove his shirt, one button and kiss at a time. He helps me out of my dress, with much tickling. Our underwear is a nuisance, and banished accordingly. Naked, the sun dapples our skin with speckles of pure light beneath the oak. The breeze is cool around my nipples, but they are hard with desire now.
We lean against the trunk, and kiss and kiss. And we toast each other, revelling in our own naked beauty and the joy of being together. We taste like fine wine.
He nibbles my earlobe, and the shivers travel down my body like steam trains on nerve lines. He kisses my neck and I arch in pleasure as he moves down to take my nipple in his mouth. His lips are warm, his tongue wet as it leaves small trails around the aureole. Now he suckles the other breast, and I hold his head tenderly, the whorish Madonna beneath an oak tree.
He kisses to my navel and makes it his own, and then on to my mound, softly furred and wet with need. His hands cup my breasts as his tongue finds my clit. The pleasure is all-encompassing - I close my eyes and moan as loudly as I like. Only the ants can hear.
My legs are over his shoulders; his face is buried deep in my pussy and I am in heaven. His tongue is everywhere at once and his mouth covers my vulva, sucking and caressing and licking.
I come, and it's a unique orgasm. The hair stands on the back of my neck, goosebumps rise, and the pleasure is scattered across my skin like raindrops on a lake. It's like touching something divine.
We make love all afternoon, first urgently, and then with great tenderness. We drink wine as the sun goes down, and then make our way home, spent and happy in each other.

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Hot Rays of Summer

2006-04-02T14:34:00.000-07:00

The hot rays of the summer sun were abruptly shut out as Nicole and Heath crept into the barn. The spacious cavity within was deserted, and it looked as though the absent farmer hadn't used the barn in months. It smelled of splintered wood and straw, and the sun sent thin slants of light across the earthen floor.
Heath smiled conspiratorially at Nicole and, taking her hand, led her to a hay-filled corner. They'd acted on impulse, letting their sudden aching desires dictate their actions. So much of the honeymoon had been this way; spontaneous sidetracks from the main road, urgent fucking in barely concealed public places: the park, the information booth, the gas station toilet. Their hunger for each other was paramount. They could have gone sightseeing in a desert and it wouldn't have made a difference. Every place was an Eden and every moment was marked by wet, hard obsession.
Heath pulled Nicole close and kissed her, sliding his hand up her smooth brown thigh as he did so. His kiss was passionate, full of urgency, and she felt a wave of heat well up within her. She put her hand to his crotch; felt the warm hardness of his cock as it strained against his jeans. She kissed her way down his chest, once again admiring the firm muscles of his abdomen, and released him from the denim, taking the shaft of his cock into her mouth. She heard him groan, and revelled in the sound. She loved the way he became helpless beneath her lips, disarmed by the pleasure she exacted from him.
Smiling, he dropped to his knees and rewarded her with another kiss, his hands cupping her cheeks gently. Then he pushed her back onto the straw and applied his mouth to her breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue while his fingers gently probed between her legs. She felt him ease her labia apart, and sighed as he stroked his index finger up and down her wet, warm slit.
It wasn't long before his tongue replaced his fingers, and she moaned as he licked her hard bud with delicate strokes, small at first and then harder and longer. He was an expert at this. He knew how to titillate her pussy and tease out the tendrils of pleasure so that every touch was more exquisite than the last. She opened herself to his ministrations, a smile forming at the corners of her mouth as she thought to herself, He's mine, all mine.
It didn't take long. Her orgasm exploded from her almost before she was ready, drawing a shuddering moan from the back of her throat as her cunt contracted against his face.
Now it was his turn. He sat ready for her, his hard cock jutting upwards as if it were straining to find her. She straddled him; impaling herself on him and feeling his flesh fill her completely. They fit together perfectly, like a well formed puzzle, and she simply sat astride him for a few moments, gazing into his eyes and admiring the wonder of her new husband.
She began to move, slowly at first; sliding his hardness in and out of her just the way he liked it. She watched his face, loving the way his forehead became creased as the pleasure mounted. Soon however, she felt her own excitement growing, and reached down to stroke her own clit. She surprised herself; her ability to orgasm had seemed insatiable on this trip.
The pace increased, and Heath began to moan. She rode him harder, eager to extract the ultimate rush of ecstasy from him. Her fingers moved at her clit, faster and faster, until she came again, her pussy squeezing his cock and bringing on his own orgasm. He bucked under her, and they both groaned with satisfaction as their climaxes subsided. They collapsed together onto the hay, spent and smiling.
Nicole lay and looked up at the barn roof for a few moments, but then she noticed that Heath had stood up and moved away. She barely had time to register what he was doing before a spray of cool water splashed across her naked body.
"Water fight!" he yelled, brandishing a hose that had been lying nearby.
Within seconds she was soaked and giggling like a child. Not willing to let him get away with it she dodged the jet of water and began to grapple with him, trying to wrest the hose away to get her revenge. They wrestled playfully and soon they were both dripping and breathless with laughter, the water washing the straw and smell of sex from their bodies.
Heath turned off the hose, drew him to her and kissed her lips with a possessive tenderness. It had been another wonderful sidetrack to an already blissful honeymoon.
Still damp, they dressed and left the barn, holding hands and wondering where the road would lead them next.

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2006-03-31T09:50:00.000-08:00

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Mature Neighbour-Erotic Tale

2006-03-25T09:19:00.000-08:00

"Older Neighbor"

My name is Jake and I am thirty years old. I am a moderately successful business accountant with a nice house in a nice neighborhood. My neighbor, Barbara, is absolutely beautiful. She's tall, leggy, busty and very sensual. She's in her forties, I know, because the other neighbors told me so, but she doesn't look it. I would have thought she was thirty-two or so. She's just amazing. I've had fantasies about her for a long time, but I never thought they would actually come true!

One lovely Spring Saturday, I was in my back yard grilling a big, juicy steak and a couple of ears of corn and watching Barbara sunbathe. She was tanning herself in her lovely lawn, wearing a very small bikini, and glistening in the sunlight from a mixture of sweat and tanning oil. She looked absolutely breathtaking. I tried not to stare, but it was impossible to keep my eyes off her.

I finally managed to look down at my steak and it was done. I grabbed my plate and lifted the steak onto it with my fork, then I used my grilling tongs to pick up the corn. I took my plate over to my picnic table by the pool and sat down, slathering my corn with tons of butter and salt, and seasoning my steak with some salt and pepper. Suddenly I heard a voice.

"Mmm, that looks delicious," she said. I looked up. It was Barbara!

"Thanks. Want to join me?" I asked.

"Oh, no. It doesn't look like you have enough there for two," she said. "But I would love some company."

She sat down on the other side of the table, directly across from me. I cut a bite of steak and chewed on it nervously. After I swallowed I looked up at her and she smiled.

"Your name is Jake, isn't it?" she asked. When I nodded she said, "Yes, some of the ladies at the library have been talking about how handsome you are."

"The library?" I asked, blushing.

"Yes, they said you come in sometimes and you always check out something business related. Don't you ever read fiction?" she asked me.

"Well, I really don't have time for entertainment," I admitted. "I'm very busy."

"I see. Well, Jake, I'm Barbara Andrews and it's very nice to meet you," she said, extending her right hand.

I put down my knife and took her hand. It was so soft. So soft and supple. So...

"Nice to meet you, too," I said, grinning nervously.

I picked up my knife and cut another bite of steak.

"Oh, that looks so good and I haven't had a bite to eat all day. Can I have... just one bite?" she asked.

I tried to hand her the fork but she swung around and ate the steak off the fork while it was still in my hand. She closed her eyes and let her lips linger on the fork for a long, sensual moment.

"Mmmm... that's soooo gooood..." she purred.

I could feel my cock growing inside my shorts and I hoped I wouldn't have to stand up for anything. I would hate to let her see that I had an erection. I thought that would be quite rude.

Suddenly she grabbed an ear of corn off my plate. She began to suck on it like a big dick, and my eyes bugged out of my head. I sat back in amazement as she leaned back a bit, pulled the crotch of her bikini bottom aside and began to rub the corn against her exposed clit! She moaned softly as the warm corn, lubricated with butter, slipped across her clit. My cock was bursting from the top of my shorts but I barely noticed.

"Why don't you come help me?" she whispered seductively.

She didn't need to ask twice. I sped around to the other side of the table and knealt down beside her. She lifted the corn out of my reach and lifted her buttocks, obviously hinting for me to remove her bikini bottom. I did, and I exposed a beautifully trimmed set of pussy lips, almost bald with a v-shaped patch of hair just above the slit. I spread her lips apart and marvelled at the beauty of her pussy, shaped like a rosebud. She handed me the corn and I began to slowly rub it over her clit and I teased the opening of her pussy. Slowly, gently, I began to push the fat ear inside her. She was soaking wet and the corn began to slide easily inside her. I couldn't resist. I took that slippery ear of corn, rich with her juices, and I licked it, tasting her sweet honey. I inserted the corn back inside her and began to work it slowly in and out, bending over to touch my tongue against her clit. She moaned. I pushed the corn in and out, faster and harder, licking her clit faster and harder. I looked up. She had removed her bikini top and her beautiful breasts were exposed. They were incredibly firm, with hard, brown nipples, and the bounced as she rocked with the motion of my masturbating her.

"Fuck me, please!" she screamed, and I immediately took her and turned her over the picnic table and I entered her from behind.

Her pussy was so tight I almost thought I had her asshole. I couldn't believe how tight this woman of forty-something was, especially after having that big ear of corn inside her! It's tight wet walls gripped my cock like a vice and he groaned loudly as I began to pound her hard with my big dick. With my left hand I reach under her and grabbed her left tit, teasing the nipple with my fingers. With the other hand I reached under her hip and found her clit, rubbing it furiously. I could feel a huge gush of sperm filling my cock and I knew I was going to explode. I rubbed her clit as hard and as fast as I could and she began to shudder and jerk, moaning loudly and slamming her ass against me as she came on my cock. I felt her pussy walls tightening around my cock as she climaxed and I began to fill her up with hot, wet cum. I squeeze her big tit in my left hand and I still rocked her to orgasm with my right hand as my cock shot load after load of cum into her. I groaned loudly as I emptied my balls of every bit of jizz that I could into her.

Soon after it was over we both sat down at the picnic table and got to know each other better. We've been seeing each other regularly for several months, and I think I may ask her to marry me soon! The age difference doesn't matter to me at all. She could be seventy for all I care. She's all woman to me!

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Teacher-erotic story

2006-03-20T07:33:00.000-08:00

Teacher

My girlfriend, Kelly, and I were fucking after school one day in the biology lab. There was a big, long table in the back of the lab that was used for things like dissection and a lot of the kids would use it like a bed to have sex. We had done it several times. The way it was done was that the kids would hide in the restrooms until all the students and teachers had left for the day and the school was locked, then they would head down the the lab and have their fun, sneaking out the window and leaving it unlocked. That way, other students could get in through the window later that night if they wanted to have a go.

Kelly and I were really getting into it, both stark naked in the dark lab, when in walked Mr. Andrews, the bio teacher. Kelly gasped. We were caught. We started to get up, trying to reach for our clothing, but Mr. Andrews halted us. We froze in terror.

"Well, looks like we have some illegal intruders here, huh?" he said.

"Um, I.." I started to make a stupid excuse but couldn't think of one.

"Please, Mr. Andrews! Don't tell my parents! I'd be in terrible trouble!" Kelly begged.

"Now, why would I want to let you go? Don't you think I SHOULD notify your parents?" Mr. Andrews asked.

"Please don't. I'll do anything!" Kelly pleaded.

"Me too!" I agreed, worried that my parents would take away my car if they found out.

"Anything, huh? Really?" he asked.

"Anything!" screeched Kelly, and I nodded in agreement.

"Well, then. How about I join your fun?" he asked.

We were both shocked. What did he mean? Was he going to... have sex with us? We got our answer soon as he unfastened his belt and began to walk toward us, unzipping his fly. His pants dropped. We watched, helpless, as he undressed. What else could we do? If we didn't do what he said we would be in big trouble. We could be grounded, suspended from school, expelled, or even sent to jail! We were terrified.

Mr. Andrews fully undressed and he walked over to me. He instructed Kelly to stand up and lean over the table. She did, and then he told me to kneel in the floor and lick her pussy from behind. I had never done that before, given a girl oral sex, but I did as I was told. Then Mr. Andrews hopped up on the table and slid over in front of Kelly and told her to suck him. Kelly was a pro at cock sucking, and I could tell he was pleased. She sucked him off really good as he watched me lick her pussy.

Then he told me to come suck him while Kelly was to sit in the floor under me and suck me off. I was scared. I wasn't gay, and I didn't know what to do. But it was this, or something worse, so I took his dick in my mouth and started to suck. I have to admit, that it kind of turned me on to have Kelly down there sucking me off while I attempted to suck off my teacher. It was kinky, and I liked that.

Finally, he had Kelly sit on the table while I stood in front of her and fucked her. Mr. Andrews got up on the table and had Kelly suck him some more and he started to shoot cum all over her tits. Seeing this really got me hot, and I came right up in Kelly's pussy.

"That was really kind of fun," I admitted as we all dressed.

"Yeah, I thought so, too," said Kelly.

"Really? Want to do it again, sometime?" Mr. Andrews asked hopefully.

"Sure!" Kelly agreed quickly.

I shrugged. "Whatever she wants," I said, smiling at Kelly.

After that, Kelly and I both went to Mr. Andrews house a couple of times a week, and we never told a soul. And both of us got straight A's for our entire senior year in Biology!

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The Movies

2006-03-17T07:30:00.000-08:00

The Movies

21-year-old Kelly had been asleep for a while when she woke up and saw two people having sex on the television screen. She had fallen asleep while watching a movie on one of the premium channels, and a loud noise outside had just awakened her.

Kelly had moved away from home to take a job when she graduated tech school and had left behind Scott, her boyfriend of three years. She missed him terribly, especially at times like this. She remembered how wonderful it was to make love to him, how incredible it felt when he would give her oral sex, and how amazing it felt to have him penetrate her.

She watched as the woman mounted the man and began to ride him. Her lovely breasts bounced, and her long blonde hair trailed down her back as she rode him, moaning loudly. Kelly felt her breath begin to grow faster, and a wetness growing in her panties. She was beginning to ache. It had been more than four months since she had felt the pleasure of orgasm, and she needed the release.

She lifted her nightgown slowly and slid her hand inside her panties, gently beginning to finger her clit. She watched as the man moaned and rubbed the woman’s breasts with both hands, and she imagined how wonderful it would feel to have Scott’s cock buried deep inside her. She pushed one finger inside her wet hole, gasping loudly.

She closed her eyes and listened to the couple moaning and groaning, and she began to push two fingers in and out, using her other hand to stimulate her clitoris. She sighed heavily, and rubbed more vigorously at her clit, opening her eyes to see the man turning the woman over to fuck her doggy style. She wished this weren’t cable so she could see his penis. She longed to touch a cock again, to take its velvety smoothness in her mouth and feel it shooting warn semen inside her belly.

Her nipples stiffened against the fabric of her gown and stimulated them, making her hotter, wetter, and hornier. She was now fucking herself with four fingers, rubbing her clit with the other hand.

"Oh... oh yes... Scott, how I wish you were here! Oh, yes..." she whispered.

The men on the television had grabbed two handfuls of the blonde’s hair and was fucking her so hard that Kelly could hear the sound of his skin slapping against her ass. The woman called out "YES!" at every stroke. The man was dripping with sweat, his muscles glistening in the pale light of the set.

Kelly could feel herself getting close to orgasm and she slowed down a bit, wanting the feeling to last as long as possible, and to be as strong as possible. She took her fingers out of her pussy and licked the juice off them. She tasted sweet. She used this newly freed hand to play with her small breasts, gently pinching her nipples the way Scott used to.

Suddenly the woman began to scream that she was going to cum, and she began to beg the man to cum. Kelly grabbed one breast and squeezed so hard it was almost painful as she furiously rubbed her clit, hoping to cum at the moment the man did. She used to love to cum as she heard Scott groaning in orgasm, and the sound made her orgasm so much harder. She began to shudder, and when she was about to explode she heard the man groaning over and over with each thrust, he was cumming! That was enough. Kelly rocked her bed as she rubbed her clit as fast and as hard as she could, feeling waves of orgasm rush over her entire body. She pinched her nipple so hard it made her cry out and she screamed as her body trembled into a massive orgasm, one like she never could have imagined having! She never thought that masturbation could be as good, or better, than sex! It was amazing!

She shuddered and shivered and trembled as her body rocked with orgasm for several minutes, one wave slowly crashing as another would rise, and her orgasm lasted long past the end of the scene.

She lay in bed for only a moment after the last wave of orgasm ceased, and Kelly fell into the deepest, most comfortable sleep of her life.

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The Governor-Erotic Story

2006-03-13T07:29:00.000-08:00

The Governor

Genna had been working for a few months at the Governor Tod Flannery’s mansion as a secretary. She has only met the Governor once, but she was very impressed with him. He seemed to be a kind, caring man, strong, handsome, with a very demanding presence. Genna had to admit to herself that she found him attractive. But of course, since the Governor was married, there wasn’t much hope of her ever having a chance with him.

One evening, Genna had to stay late to take care of some paperwork that she hadn’t been able to finish during the day. Everyone else had gone home, except the 24-hour security force, and she felt quite lonely and even a bit nervous. She was just making the last changes to the final set of papers when she heard the door open. She looked up and before her stood Governor Flannery. She smiled.

"Good evening, Governor Flannery," she said nervously.

"Good evening. Finishing up some late work?" he asked.

"Yes, sir. I’m just finishing up," she replied.

"I’m sorry, my memory isn’t so good," stated Governor Flannery. "What was your name again?"

"Genna Ryder," she answered politely.

"Ah yes, Genna. What a lovely name," he said, almost seductively. Or was Genna just fantasizing?

"Thank you, sir," she smile shyly, blushing.

"Please, call me Todd," he coaxed.

"Er, um, well... I don’t know if..." Genna stammered.

"It’s okay. A lot of people that work for me call me Todd. I think it keep the workplace more informal and enjoyable," he said.

"Oh, okay... Todd," she agreed.

Suddenly the Governor was behind her, massaging her shoulders. She closed her eyes and sighed as she felt his strong, large hands groping her tense, shuddering shoulders. She wanted him, and she wanted him badly.

He turned her swiveling office chair around to face him, and he knelt before her. He placed one large hand on her cheek and drew her face to him, kissing her. She returned his kiss with insane passion, entwining her tongue with his. She moaned softly into his lips as his hands slipped down and began to unbutton her blouse. He removed her shirt, and then her bra, and tossed them to the floor. His hands and lips began to explore her beautiful breasts and her stiff nipples.

"Oh, Todd..." she whispered, tugging gently at his hair.

He licked and sucked her nipples as his hands ran underneath her skirt and removed her panties. She lifted her buttocks to allow him to easily remove them and toss them aside. His head was instantly between her legs and his tongue found her wet slit, inching it’s way inside her and making her quiver. His tongue worked magic with her, snaking in and out of her slippery pussy and over her perky clit, and back down again. She began to grind her crotch against his face as waves or orgasm rushed over her.

"Oh god, yes! I’m cumming! Oh yes!!!!" she screamed.

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and stood to his feet. He picked her up in one strong movement and sat down in the chair, sitting her in his lap. She kissed him, and he began to play with her pussy with his fingers. She felt his hard cock pressing against her butt and she reached down and unfastened his pants, pulling out his throbbing cock and stroking it.

"Fuck me, Genna," he said. "Fuck me now!"

She turned to face him, straddling him in the chair and she mounted him. His big cock tore into her like a fiery sabre and she screamed. His was the biggest dick she had ever fucked, by far. But soon it began to feel good, incredibly good.

His strong hands played with her bouncing breasts as she rode him. Their moans and groans melded together as they fucked like wild horses, panting, groping, screaming, until together, they began to climax.

"Oh, god! Genna, I’m gonna fill your hot little pussy up with cum! Oh, shit, yeah! I’m cumming!" he screamed, pumping her full of load after load of hot cum as she climaxed to orgasm along with him.

"Oh, yes! I’m cumming, too! Fill me up!" she yelled loudly, not caring who heard her.

She collapsed in his lap and he held her, stroking her back, rubbing her shoulder and her hair, until finally Genna looked at the clock on her desk. It was very late. She needed to get home.

She thanked him for a wonderful evening, expecting that he would never want to see her again, but instead he offered her a job on the night security force. That way, he explained, she would be there for him every night, and he could have even more time to lick her precious pussy and taste her sweet cum. She agreed, and from then on, they fucked every night!

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Caught-Erotic Story

2006-03-08T07:13:00.000-08:00

"Caught"

Suzanne was 42 years old and having an affair with a 20 year old pool boy. She and Anthony were making love in the lounge chair beside the pool one afternoon. Suzanne's body glistened in the sunlight. It was tanned, lean, and quite sexy for her age. Her skin was still very taut and smooth and her breasts were still as firm as when she was 18. She was a vision of beauty at any age!

Unfortunately her husband Rob hadn't seemed to notice in years. He was a very busy account rep for a major advertising agency, and between long hours at the office, out of town meetings with clients and training camps, about the only thing he had time to do when he got home every night was shower and collapse into bed.

Not that Suzanne minded very much. She loved having time to herself all day, and she loved that he made plenty of money, which Suzanne was all to happy to spend. Of course it did leave her feeling rather lonely and deprived at times. Her body still felt young and alive, and it needed attention. It needed the attention of a man.

She and Anthony had been having an affair for several months. It began the very first day he came to clean their pool. Suzanne was never one to pass up an opportunity, and she wasn't about to let a hot, tanned hunk of a young man like Anthony get away!

"Ohh, Anthony," Suzanne whispered, as Anthony kissed her neck and plunged his hard cock deeper inside her. "You make me feel so alive!"

"And I suppose I might as well be dead as far as you're concerned, eh, Suzanne?" a voice growled behind her.

She turned to the sound of the voice, and there was her husband standing just outside the sliding glass doors, watching her. She gasped and pushed Anthony off of her. Anthony was speechless and motionless with fear, afraid that her husband might want to kill him. But when he saw that Rob was paying no attention to anything but Suzanne, he hastily threw on his clothing and slipped out the gate, running all the way to his van.

"Rob... what are you doing home from work? I thought... I mean... what time is it?" Suzanne muttered.

"What does it matter?" asked Rob. "You certainly weren't worried about the time, now were you?"

"Rob, I..." Suzanne began to make an excuse, but what could she say? She was caught.

"Save it, Sue. We both know you can't possibly come up with an excuse for THIS one," he said.

"Oh, Rob, you don't understand! I just..."

"Sue! Please! Don't insult my intelligence by expecting me to believe anything you say, or care about it, either," Rob said.

Suzanne looked off into the sparkling pool. She tried to blink away tears. She had never meant for Rob to find out about her and Anthony. She still loved Rob, she always had. It's just that he wasn't there for her the way she desperately needed him to be. She was devastated to know that she had hurt him.

"At least he managed to clean the pool, first," muttered Rob, closing the glass door.

"Rob, really, that isn't..." Suzanne started again.

"Sue, come on. I don't really want to hear anything you have to say right now," Rob interrupted again.

"Then what DO you want, Rob?" she questioned.

Rob walked over, picked up his naked wife in his arms, and kissed her firmly on the lips.

"I want YOU. I want to remind you that I'm still your husband, and you're still my wife!" he snarled.

He turned around and headed inside. He opened the glass door with one hand and went inside, leaving the door open, and he carried his wife upstairs and into the bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed and began to remove his clothes. Suzanne was shocked, and a little scared. Would he hurt her? How angry was he?

He walked over to her, his cock hard and ready, and he mounted her. She did not fight, she did not argue. She wasn't exactly sure if she wanted this, or if she was just too frightened to object, but she lay motionless, her legs spread for him.

He wasted no time. He rammed his manhood deep inside her in one vicious stroke and she gasped aloud. He grabbed two handfuls of her hair and, being careful not to pull too hard, he used her hair to pull himself into her over and over. He grunted and groaned like a while animal as he humped her. Suzanne began to remember how wonderful her husband's lovemaking had always been. He had always been, and still was, the best lover she had ever had. She began to buck against him, digging her nails into his muscular back like claws. She purred softly against his neck as she lifted her head to kiss his neck, and he responded by tugging a little harder at her hair, pumping himself harder and faster into her.

Suddenly, Rob grabbed her body and hoisted her up, turning over onto his back and lifting her body up on top of him in one fluid motion.

"Ride me," he grunted. "I want to see if you still love me."

Suzanne started to slowly ride him like she had so many times long ago. She ran her fingernails up and down his chest and abdomen as she sat back on his cock and raised and lowered her body, making sweet, passionate love to him. She squeezed the muscles of her vaginal wall to put more pressure on his penis, trying to give him every bit of sensation possible. Rob reached up and grabbed Suzanne's breasts and squeezed them, and she cried out in a strange mixture of pain and bliss. She began to ride him faster and faster, until she was bouncing on top of him and grinding herself into him and she was entering a state of complete heaven, she was cumming!

"Oh, Rob, I'm cumming! Oh my god, honey, I love you! I'm so sorry! I'm cumming!" she screamed.

"Ahhh, yeah baby. Cum. I'm cumming, too! Ahhhhhhh..." Rob groaned, thrusting himself deeply inside her.

For a while after they cum, Suzanne just lay on top of Rob, feeling his heart beat and his chest rise and fall with every ragged breath. Then she looked up at him. She caught his eyes with hers, and he saw that there were tears in them.

"Rob, I don't know how to say I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you, but I needed things... things you were never around to give me anymore..." she tried to explain.

"I know. I should have tried to spend more time with you. I'm sorry, too. I'll forget everything if you'll swear that you'll never cheat on me again, and I'll promise that I will always make an effort to put you first," he said.

"Oh, Rob! Really? Of course! Of course, I'll never do it again! I always wanted you! You've always been my number one!"

She threw her arms around him and kissed him, feeling like she did on their wedding night so many years ago.

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In the office-Erotic tales

2006-03-01T06:42:00.000-08:00

Office Tag-Team

If Nina had to hear the shrieking voice of her boss one more time this day, well, it wouldn't be pretty.

She knew what the problem was with that bitch of a boss. The woman's husband was hot for Nina. She could see it in his eyes every time he was at the store. He'd follow her ass and tits with his black eyes all day if he could. Terri (her boss) knew it. He bastard husband made no secret of his lust. So Terri would yell at Nina instead of her husband. Tina would never fire Nina because Nina cooked the books for her. Nina knew what was up. She wasn't interested in Terri's dirty husband, although he was quite dapper.

It was after closing and Nina was almost out the door. She had avoided Terri all day. Her pervert husband would be there any second to pick up Terri. If she got out now, she could avoid so much ugly behavior.

"Hello Nina". The deep voice of Nathan (Terri's husband) said from the store's back door. He closed it behind him. She could try to go out the front and still avoid Terri, if she slipped away now. Nathan had a bottle of champagne and three glasses in his long hands. This was not a good sign. Three glasses meant one was for her.

He set the glasses on the big desk. He then held the cork of the champagne bottle as he gently twisted the bottom. He popped the cork with barely a gasp. Smooth.

"My lovely wife and I have come to an understanding my dear Nina". He poured her a glass and then filled the other two flutes with the bubbly brew. He raised his glass "You see, you have probably noticed a bit of tension between my love and I when you are around".

Nina took the glass he offered her and turned to see Terri standing behind them in a teddy and nothing else.

"I'm not jealous of you Nina". Terri walked up to her. Her perfume smelled spicy and warm. She walked over to the big desk and took her glass. She kissed her husband and he cupped her breast through the filmy teddy. Nina's twat began to tingle. Terri looked at her: "I was jealous of him".

Nathan twisted Terri's nipple in his fingers as she slid from him and over to Nina. Terri took Nina's face in her hand and kissed her lightly on the mouth. "I want you too. I was upset because you seemed to like him better".

Nathan slid up behind his wife. His shirt was off and he pulled down the straps of her teddy. Terri's breasts were smallish and firm with red nipples. Terri spoke as she took Nina's hand and brushed it over her cherry nips.

"We came to a compromise. We decided to share you". Terri pulled Nina close to her and kissed her neck.

Nina almost went limp from Terri's hot kisses. The sensations of two sets of hands stroking her had her hypnotized. Before she knew it, she had her tongue in Terri's sweet pussy while Nathan grabbed her ass cheeks and fucked her from behind.

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Dinner Sex

2006-02-27T07:10:00.000-08:00

"Dinner Sex"

Thad and Amy had invited over some friends of theirs from college to their new home for a little dinner party. They hadn't seen Rick and Marcy for a long time, and the conversation over dinner was very lively. They had a lot of catching up to do, and they found that their old friends were just as wonderful as ever. They talked about Rick's new job as an architect for the busiest firm in the state. Marcy was a student teacher. Thad and Amy told them about their honeymoon in Hawaii. It was as much fun as they'd had since high school!

After dinner they dimmed the lights, fixed some margaritas and watched a scary movie. They had a lot of fun, and Thad and Amy were really enjoying the evening. They laughed, they joked, they remembered old times. It was a blast!

During the movie, a very tipsy Amy felt a hand on her knee. She looked down. It was Marcy's hand! Amy shivered, but didn't say anything. Soon, Marcy's hand began to move up Amy's thigh and it sent chills down her spine. She tried to pretend that she didn't notice, but when Marcy's hand slipped inside her skirt and began to rub her now wet pussy, she moaned softly. Thad looked over and saw what was happening, but he was so turned on that he decided not to ruin it by saying anything.

Obviously Rick had seen what was happening, because he was stroking his hard cock through his jeans. Amy noticed, and it made her even hotter! She wanted to fuck Rick! But what would Marcy say?

She didn't have to wonder long. Marcy leaned over and whispered into Amy's ear that she wanted to swap partners for the evening. She didn't have to ask twice. Amy kissed Marcy on the lips and made a beeline to the chair where Rick was sitting and she sat in his lap.

Marcy scooted closer to Thad and she started kissing him. Thad's hands soon found their way up Marcy's shirt to her breasts, which were bare underneath. Her nipples were stiff and tickled the palm of Thad's hand, and soon Marcy's hand was rubbing his hard cock through his khakis.

Rick and Amy were also kissing. Amy sat in his lap, her panties already in the floor, her legs spread wide as Rick masturbated her. His fingers were doing an expert job, and Amy was already very close to orgasm. She began to pump her hips against his hand as his fingers rubbed over and over her slippery clit. As she started to moan in orgasm, Thad and Marcy stopped for a moment to watch as Amy grabbed her breasts and squeezed and she threw her head back and rocked against Rick's skillful hand.

Marcy tore open Thad's jeans, pulling his cock out, and not missing a beat, she whipped off her own panties, threw them into the floor, and mounted Thad on the sofa. She lowered herself onto him, pulling off her shirt and tossing it onto the floor. She leaned forward, kissing him as his cock slid deep inside her. Thad wrapped his arms around Marcy's tanned, slim body and she began to ride him slowly. Up and down, side to side, masterfully teasing his cock with her wet pussy.

Amy was completely naked now, and she turned around and straddled Rick's cock with her back facing him. She wanted to watch Thad and Amy. She began to move her body up and down as Rick reached around her and fondled her breasts. Her long blonde hair fell down her back, tickling Rick's nose.

Marcy dismounted Thad and walked over to Rick and Amy. She knealt in front of them and as Amy still bounced up and down on Rick's cock, Marcy lowered her head and began to lick Amy's clit and Rick's balls. Thad fell in behind Marcy and began to fuck her doggy style.

"Oh my god, that feels sooo gooood..." whispered Amy as Marcy's tonge worked over her clit. Feeling Rick's dick deep inside her and Marcy's hot tongue against her, and seeing her husband's eyes rolling back into his head as he fucked another woman sent Amy over the deep end. "I'm cumming!" she screeched.

She grinded her hips against Rick as she began to climax, and she heard Rick groan as he squeezed her tits tightly and pumped harder. Rick was cumming, too! Then she heard Marcy moaning loudly, her tongue still slurping madly at Amy's clit, and she looked up and saw her own husband grunting and pumping as he filled Marcy with hot cum. The four of them licked, pumped and grinded their way to a massive orgasm all at the same time! The orgasms seemed to last forever. One lead into another and another. And none of them wanted the climax to end. But it did, of course.

The evening had been so enjoyable that Thad and Amy invited Rick and Marcy to spend the whole night with them, and the four of them tried many different positions together, making group love all night and into the morning!

Rick and Marcy left the next day, promising to return regularly for more hot group love, but soon they moved to another state when Rick got transferred and they haven't seen each other since. But Thad and Amy hope to see their friends again soon, they're already planning a trip out of state to see them this summer!

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The Glory Hole

2006-02-24T07:07:00.000-08:00

"The Glory Hole"

Tom had been assigned to an oil rig in the Pacific Ocean for 9 months. There wasn't a female in sight except the communications officer, a severely butch lesbian who despised men and was too unattractive for that fact to matter much anyway.

Tom was on a boat back to the mainland for a vacation when a man came up to him and asked him if he had been in the glory room yet.

"The glory room?" asked Tom.

"Yeah, you don't know about it?" the guy asked, seeming shocked.

"No, what is it?"

"Well, the company knows how hard it is to stay out on those rigs for months with no women, so they pay a hooker to come out and stand behind a wall with a hole in it and let the guys fuck her on the boat on the way home. The company figures that keeping her behind a wall like that will be good since a lot of us are married and they don't want to be the cause of any marriages splitting up," the guy told Tom.

"So, what? You just walk in and fuck her through a hole in the wall?" Tom asked.

"Yeah, just stick your dick in the hole and have fun!" the guy told him. "Plus, there's the bonus of the fact that you can't see what she looks like. The company can hire a cheapo ugly skank real cheap and it doesn't matter, because you can imagine her being Cindy Crawford or something!"

"Hmm... where is this room?" Tom asked, curious and aching.

"Downstairs, third room to the right. It says GR on the door," he said.

"Okay, thanks," Tom replied, walking down the stairs.

He found the room unoccupied and walked in, locking the door behind him. Sure enough, there was a wall with a hole in it, and Tom could faintly make out a little pink sticking out of the hole. He unzipped his pants, grabbed one of the free condoms out of the bowl on the table and slipped it on.

He walked over and stuck his finger inside the pussy. It was nice and tight. Strange for a prostitute, he thought, but nice. So he spit on his hand and rubbed it on the tip of his dick and shoved it in the hole. He heard a cry from the other side of the wall as his cock penetrated her. She sounded hot. Her voice was soft and sweet.

Tom grabbed hold of the handles on the wall and began to fuck the cunt. He loved the feeling of power he held, being able to fuck this girl without any obligations, without any fear of being tied down. It felt incredible. He closed his eyes and leaned back a bit, letting his cock slide slowly all the way in and out of the pussy.

"Hey, you, masturbate your clit," he called, and he felt fingers brushing against his cock as she complied.

She began to softly moan as she rubbed her clit, and occasionally he could still feel her fingers against his cock. He closed his eyes and imagined her closing hers, moaning and licking her lips as she masturbated.

"OH, yeah, let me fuck your ass!" he moaned loudly, and he pulled his cock out of her, positioning it right at the opening of her asshole, and he shoved it in.

She cried out as his rather large penis penetrated her tight asshole. Then she began to moan and rub her clit again and Tom again closed his eyes and pictured the look of pleasure on her face. He began to feel cum swelling up inside his balls as the friction of her tight ass pleasured his penis.

Suddenly she started to cry out loudly as orgasm rocked her body, and that drove Tom over the edge. He gripped the handles on the wall so tightly his knuckles turned white as he pounded her ass and reamed her with his cock. He began to spew cum into the condom and he moaned loudly. Waves of orgasm caused him to shudder and tears flooded his eyes. He had never felt so amazingly fulfilled before!

Tom ended up fucking the glory hole several times a day for the three days he was on the boat, and he was very disappointed when the boat finally reached shore. He couldn't wait for his vacation to be over so he could get back on board!

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In Love-Erotic Tales

2006-02-22T07:04:00.000-08:00

"Drive in Love"

Aaron sat in his car watching the giant movie screen. He yawned. The movie was as dull as the reviews had said it was. His was the only other car in the lot. He glanced at his watch. The movie still had 45 minutes to go. He sighed.

Just then another car pulled in beside him. He looked over and peeked inside. He couldn't see anything. The window was up and the windows were slightly tinted, and it was dark outside. The window slowly rolled down and Aaron got a glimpse of the driver. She was a good-looking woman, in her 30's or so, with wavy brown hair. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She took the speaker off its pole and fastened it to the car door and nibbled some popcorn.

Aaron tried to ignore her, not meaning to be rude, but it was difficult. He was really having trouble not staring at her. She was very attractive and the movie was so dull...

After a few minutes Aaron began to nod off. He was just about asleep when suddenly he was startled awake by the sound of his car door opening. It was the woman! She got into his car and sat down.

"Excuse me for intruding, but you looked just as bored as me," she said. "I thought you could use some company. I know I sure could. I'm Penny."

"Hello, Penny, nice to meet you. I'm Aaron. You're not intruding at all. The movie is so dull it was putting me to sleep!" Aaron said.

Penny smiled and came right to the point.

"Wanna screw?" she asked, bluntly.

"Huh?" asked Aaron in disbelief.

"I've got a condom if you want to," she said.

He just blinked, speechless. She reached over and grabbed his crotch and his cock swelled in his pants. She unzipped his fly and pulled out his dick, then she leaned over and began to suck it. She was an incredible cock sucker. He was about to explode! Obviously Penny could sense this and she eased up.

"Let me eat you out," Aaron whispered.

Penny leaned back against her car door and spread her legs. She was wearing a short skirt and no panties. He leaned over, and although he was cramped and uncomfortable, he poked his head between her legs and buried his tongue inside her wet pussy. He teased her clit with his tongue and inserted a finger into her, slowly pulling it out and pushing it back in, she began moan softly and he inserted a second finger, fucking her a little harder and sucking at her clit. He moved his fingers in and out of her faster and faster, harder and harder, licking her clit furiously as she began to climax against his tongue. Her thighs gripped his head between them like a vise as he pressed his tongue firmly against her clit and she ground her hips against him, cumming and screaming loudly.

Then she took a condom from her bra and handed it to him. He quickly slipped it onto his rock hard staff and she got up on all fours in the front seat, hanging out the car window. He pulled up against her ass and lifted her skirt. He rubbed the head of his penis against her soaking wet pussy to lubricate it, then he shoved it all the way in. She screamed. He began to pound her furiously, sending his cock deeper and deeper into her with each thrust.

He reached under her sweater and unfastened her bra, then he reached in front of her and unbuttoned her sweater. Awkwardly he removed her sweater and bra and reached under her, fondling her beautiful breasts.

Suddenly a security guard was beside the car. He opened his mouth to protest, but Penny grabbed his belt buckle and quickly unfastened his pants, pulling out his dick and leaning farther out the car window she began to suck his dick. Seeing the sight of the security guard getting his cocked suck, with a look of half pleasure and half shock on his face made Aaron go crazy! He began to fuck Penny harder and harder, squeezing her breasts until she cried out in pain and he eased up a little. Still, he squeezed her tits firmly as he pushed his cock in and out of her wet cunt as fast and as hard as he could. He managed a muffled moan, signaling her impending orgasm, as she sucked the cum out of the guard's dick. The guard withdrew his cock and shot his load all over Penny's beautiful face and Aaron let himself go, his cock shooting loads of hot jism into the condom as she watched Penny gobble the cum off the guard's cock.

It turned out that Penny was married, but she was a wild nymphomaniac who loved dick and with her having a husband who was out of town 3 weeks a month for work, Aaron felt he was just the man to give her all the dick she wanted!

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Age Play-Erotic Story

2006-02-21T07:00:00.000-08:00

"Age Play"

My name is Jake and I am thirty years old. I am a moderately successful business accountant with a nice house in a nice neighborhood. My neighbor, Barbara, is absolutely beautiful. She's tall, leggy, busty and very sensual. She's in her forties, I know, because the other neighbors told me so, but she doesn't look it. I would have thought she was thirty-two or so. She's just amazing. I've had fantasies about her for a long time, but I never thought they would actually come true!

One lovely Spring Saturday, I was in my back yard grilling a big, juicy steak and a couple of ears of corn and watching Barbara sunbathe. She was tanning herself in her lovely lawn, wearing a very small bikini, and glistening in the sunlight from a mixture of sweat and tanning oil. She looked absolutely breathtaking. I tried not to stare, but it was impossible to keep my eyes off her.

I finally managed to look down at my steak and it was done. I grabbed my plate and lifted the steak onto it with my fork, then I used my grilling tongs to pick up the corn. I took my plate over to my picnic table by the pool and sat down, slathering my corn with tons of butter and salt, and seasoning my steak with some salt and pepper. Suddenly I heard a voice.

"Mmm, that looks delicious," she said. I looked up. It was Barbara!

"Thanks. Want to join me?" I asked.

"Oh, no. It doesn't look like you have enough there for two," she said. "But I would love some company."

She sat down on the other side of the table, directly across from me. I cut a bite of steak and chewed on it nervously. After I swallowed I looked up at her and she smiled.

"Your name is Jake, isn't it?" she asked. When I nodded she said, "Yes, some of the ladies at the library have been talking about how handsome you are."

"The library?" I asked, blushing.

"Yes, they said you come in sometimes and you always check out something business related. Don't you ever read fiction?" she asked me.

"Well, I really don't have time for entertainment," I admitted. "I'm very busy."

"I see. Well, Jake, I'm Barbara Andrews and it's very nice to meet you," she said, extending her right hand.

I put down my knife and took her hand. It was so soft. So soft and supple. So...

"Nice to meet you, too," I said, grinning nervously.

I picked up my knife and cut another bite of steak.

"Oh, that looks so good and I haven't had a bite to eat all day. Can I have... just one bite?" she asked.

I tried to hand her the fork but she swung around and ate the steak off the fork while it was still in my hand. She closed her eyes and let her lips linger on the fork for a long, sensual moment.

"Mmmm... that's soooo gooood..." she purred.

I could feel my cock growing inside my shorts and I hoped I wouldn't have to stand up for anything. I would hate to let her see that I had an erection. I thought that would be quite rude.

Suddenly she grabbed an ear of corn off my plate. She began to suck on it like a big dick, and my eyes bugged out of my head. I sat back in amazement as she leaned back a bit, pulled the crotch of her bikini bottom aside and began to rub the corn against her exposed clit! She moaned softly as the warm corn, lubricated with butter, slipped across her clit. My cock was bursting from the top of my shorts but I barely noticed.

"Why don't you come help me?" she whispered seductively.

She didn't need to ask twice. I sped around to the other side of the table and knealt down beside her. She lifted the corn out of my reach and lifted her buttocks, obviously hinting for me to remove her bikini bottom. I did, and I exposed a beautifully trimmed set of pussy lips, almost bald with a v-shaped patch of hair just above the slit. I spread her lips apart and marvelled at the beauty of her pussy, shaped like a rosebud. She handed me the corn and I began to slowly rub it over her clit and I teased the opening of her pussy. Slowly, gently, I began to push the fat ear inside her. She was soaking wet and the corn began to slide easily inside her. I couldn't resist. I took that slippery ear of corn, rich with her juices, and I licked it, tasting her sweet honey. I inserted the corn back inside her and began to work it slowly in and out, bending over to touch my tongue against her clit. She moaned. I pushed the corn in and out, faster and harder, licking her clit faster and harder. I looked up. She had removed her bikini top and her beautiful breasts were exposed. They were incredibly firm, with hard, brown nipples, and the bounced as she rocked with the motion of my masturbating her.

"Fuck me, please!" she screamed, and I immediately took her and turned her over the picnic table and I entered her from behind.

Her pussy was so tight I almost thought I had her asshole. I couldn't believe how tight this woman of forty-something was, especially after having that big ear of corn inside her! It's tight wet walls gripped my cock like a vice and he groaned loudly as I began to pound her hard with my big dick. With my left hand I reach under her and grabbed her left tit, teasing the nipple with my fingers. With the other hand I reached under her hip and found her clit, rubbing it furiously. I could feel a huge gush of sperm filling my cock and I knew I was going to explode. I rubbed her clit as hard and as fast as I could and she began to shudder and jerk, moaning loudly and slamming her ass against me as she came on my cock. I felt her pussy walls tightening around my cock as she climaxed and I began to fill her up with hot, wet cum. I squeeze her big tit in my left hand and I still rocked her to orgasm with my right hand as my cock shot load after load of cum into her. I groaned loudly as I emptied my balls of every bit of jizz that I could into her.

Soon after it was over we both sat down at the picnic table and got to know each other better. We've been seeing each other regularly for several months, and I think I may ask her to marry me soon! The age difference doesn't matter to me at all. She could be seventy for all I care. She's all woman to me!

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Secrets

2006-02-20T06:56:00.000-08:00

Dirty Secrets

"So I did the nasty with a chick. What you gonna do about it? You gonna get pissed? You gonna fuck me up?! Fuck that. I kissed the bitch. I touched her damned titty. That don't make me no damned lesbo"!

Marianna looked at her boyfriend with such defiance. He had found out about her little secret. Marianna tried her best to deny her little lesbian adventure, but her man Juan knew the truth. Juan knew the truth and the truth gave him a hard-on.

"You licked out a pussy. You did the tittie on tittie thing. I'm okay with it baby". Juan looked at Marianna with whole, new eyes.

She tried to shy away from him as he got closer to her face. When he put his hand on her crotch, she pretended it didn't phase her. As he kissed her neck, she let him.

"Tell me what you did with her". He whispered while his hand slid up and cupped her breast. He took her hard nipple between his fingers and pinched it gently. His tongue ran down her neck and he put his mouth on the breast he had pulled snuck out of her shirt. "What did you do"?

"I - I kissed her on the mouth and she kissed me back" Marianna let out a soft cry when Juan's fingers found their way up her snatch. Her legs spread wide for him as he got down in front of her and nibbled on her clit through her panties. "She started to lick my pussy".

"Like this"? Juan asked after he slid her panties off and shoved his tongue in her twat".

"Yeah. Like that. All soft and sweet". She held his head in her hand and gripped the bed with her other. He tongue fucked her and she got wetter and wetter. She could barely describe to him her session with the beautiful girl as it faded away into the image of her big, handsome man making love to her pussy.

Juan moved over her until his cock was in her face. "Did you suck her pussy"? He rubbed his hard cock across her lips as her mouth parted and she began to lick his dick. "Huh? Did you taste her"? He bent over and kissed her. She could taste her juices in her mouth. "Did she taste good? Did she taste as good as you baby"?

"She tasted good. She tasted like cream". She looked at him as her turned her around and kissed her back and her ass. She could see him grab his tool. She held her butt firm as he grabbed her ass cheeks and slowly slid his dong in her cunt.

"She didn't do this did she baby"? His pole worked in her. He pushed it up then all the way out. Then he took his piece and rubbed her clit. He bent over her and spoke in her ear. "She can't fuck you the way I can fuck you. You want it don't you? Say you want it". He teased her twat lips as he ran the tip of his dick in the circle around her hot hole. "Say you want it".

"I want it Juan". Marianna groaned and backed her ass up high as her hips swayed.

"What do you want. Hmm? Tell me what Juan's got. Tell me what you want". He poised his cock at her pussy.

"I want your cock. I want you Juan. I want you to fuck me. Baby fuck me". Marianna cooed.

Juan rammed his tool in her and pumped her. His hands grabbing her firm ass, he fucked her hard. She kept saying the whole time "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me with your cock baby".

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Late Starter-Erotic Tales

2006-02-17T07:21:00.000-08:00

Tabitha was 42 years old and had never been married or had sex. She had graduated college with high ambition of becoming a top executive in a Fortune 500 company and had always planned to have her career in high gear before starting a family. Unfortunately with work and attending graduate school to attain an MBA, Tabitha never had a chance to pursue a social life at all, and never even dated.

She had been masturbating since she was in college, needing some sort of release from her ever-raging hormones, and with the stress of her job growing more and more with each promotion, she began to masturbate more heavily, sometimes three or more times per day. It was her drug of choice.

One day she and some associates from work were having lunch to discuss the latest sales figures and one of the ladies, Marge, brought up sex. She said that she was so busy she didn’t have time for dating, and a friend of hers had referred her to a male escort agency. She said she was very pleased, and was regularly using the service now.

"I thought those were for gay men," Tabitha said, curious.

"Oh, no! They do have some gay clients, but my friend Claire says that 90% of their clientele is female," Marge said.

"I’ve heard about those agencies," said Catherine Grant, the company’s VP of Marketing. "Thought about trying one."

"Cathy!" gasped Tabitha! "You’re joking, right?"

"No, I’m not. I don’t have time to date, and I think it might be fun!" Catherine stated.

"Look, I tell you guys what. I’ve got their number here, I’ll give it to any of you that want it," Marge said. "If you want to use it, fine, if not, that’s okay, too. But if you do call, ask for Sam. He’s incredible!"

Marge wrote the number down on several slips of paper and passed them out to everyone at the table.

Later that night, when Tabitha was stepping out of the shower, she spied her purse on the floor in the corner and remembered the slip of paper. She wrapped herself in a towel and grabbed the purse off the floor, walking into the bedroom and sitting on the edge of the bed. She rummaged in her purse until she found the slip of paper and she dialed the phone.

Tabitha set the phone down in shock. Sam’s last appointment had cancelled and he was free to come over right away. He would be there in ten minutes!

Hurriedly she dried off, combed her hair and sprayed herself with some perfume. She slicked on some lip-gloss and threw on a tank top with no bra and a short skirt with no panties. She checked herself out in the mirror. She still looked great for her age. Her breasts were remarkably firm and looked amazing in the tank top and her waist was still small. Suddenly the doorbell rang.

Tabitha answered the door and saw the most handsome young man she had seen in a very long time. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt and his muscles ripped through the fabric of his shirt. He had dark hair and dark skin and dark, mysterious eyes. He looked foreign.

"Come in, Sam," she invited.

Sam eyed her up and down, obviously pleased with what he saw. Tabitha blushed and Sam smiled. Tabitha was beginning to lose her nerve.

"Look, I’m really nervous. I want to just do this quickly before I chicken out," Tabitha blurted out.

Sam was used to nervous women, so he scooped Tabitha up into his arms and said, "Anything you say, you’re the boss. Which way to the bedroom?"

Tabitha pointed, unable to speak. Sam carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed. He stood back and took off his shirt, then his shoes and socks, then he unfastened his jeans and took them off. He stood before her, naked, his muscles glistening and his manhood erect and ready. Although Tabitha had only seen penises in books and movies, she though Sam’s must be unusually large. It frightened her. She wasn’t sure she wanted to lose her virginity to him.

"Sam, there’s something I should tell you. I know this may be weird, but... I’m... a virgin," she said quickly.

"That’s not weird. I have several ladies your age who clients of mine and are virgins," Sam told her.

"ARE virgins? How did..." Tabitha began.

"Let me show you," Sam said, hushing Tabitha, and he laid on the bed between her legs and buried his face in her crotch.

She gasped as his tongue made contact with her clit. It was like nothing she had ever felt. His tongue ran gently up and down her entire groin area, tickling her and teasing her, making her wild with passion. She began to wriggle as his tongue flicked wildly over her clit, making her gasp for air. He buried his tongue deep, deep inside her, then he began to fuck her with it, using his tongue like a tiny dildo. He ran his tongue up to her clit and he began to press down against it with his tongue. He rubbed her clit harder and faster, and she began to shudder as she felt orgasm growing near. Suddenly she felt her courage return and she pushed him away, pulling him up to her and kissing him. She pushed him over on the bed and mounted his huge, throbbing cock, positioning it at the entry of her dripping hole and with extreme courage, she took his entire manhood inside her, tearing her pussy open and searing her with fiery hot pain. But the pain subsided quickly as she used him for her toy. She bounced and rocked on top of him, using his enormous cock as her plaything, fucking him to give herself pleasure. She forgot that he was there and she thought only of the amazing feelings he was giving her. She reached down and began to furiously rub her clit as orgasm pulsed through her and she was unaware that Sam was moaning and groaning as he filled her up with his hot cum. She bounced and rocked and bounced and rocked as waves upon waves of shuddering, mind-blowing orgasm shook her, and only when it was over did she remember she was with a man.

She opened her eyes and smiled at him thankfully. He smiled back. She slowly got up off him and ran to the bathroom to allow his semen to drip out of her. How could she be so stupid? She wasn’t using birth control! Wait, why didn’t he? Oh shit, what if it was company policy for the woman to be on birth control before calling? She hadn’t even thought of it.

She cleaned up and walked into the bedroom where Sam was already dressed.

"Um, thank you very much. I believe I owe you $150?" Tabitha said.

"Yes, thanks," Sam answered. "I’m really glad you seemed to enjoy yourself."

"I did. Very much so!" Tabitha said, taking two hundred dollar bills from her purse and handing them to Sam. "Keep the change."

"Thanks," Sam said, turning to leave.

"Wait, Sam!" Tabitha yelled. "Can I make another appointment for next week?"

"Sure, when?" Sam replied.

"How about Wednesday night at 7:00?" she asked.

"I’ll make the appointment for you as soon as I get back to the office. I look forward to it," he said, smiling. He winked at her, and he was gone.

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Up and Down-Erotic Tales

2006-02-17T05:57:00.000-08:00

Going Up?

They were from different states. The only reason they were there together on the elevator was the seminar.

All through the long, boring speeches he had his eye on her and she let him look. When her manager droned on and on about the newest accounting strategies for the company, she could feel him undressing her. When they sat through yet another ridiculous motivational speaker, she could only think of what it would be like to taste his dick.

At the big banquet on this final night, he and she finally talked. He told her about Chicago and she told him about Dallas. As the champagne fueled courage, their talk got more personal. She told him she liked sex very much. He asked her if she would like sex with him. She said there was only one way to find out.

The moment the elevator doors closed, they were lip-locked. His tongue tangling with hers as he pushed his dick into her belly. She wrapped her leg around him to bring him closer. He slammed his hand against the elevator's control panel.

The elevator stopped. At first they didn't notice, but then the lights began to flash.

She said, "What should we do"?

He looked at her and smiled. He pushed her down on her back and slid her skirt up. All the while the emergency phone in the elevator rang.

She kept telling him they should do something as she let him pull her thong to the side. She protested weakly as she took all of his cock in her throbbing cunt.

She forgot the worry and the seminar and Dallas. The sight of him pounding her pussy was enough. He pushed her legs up high and he pummeled her hole. She softly whispered "yes" while he rammed his pud up her.

She looked at him and his wild eyes. She pushed on him. He hesitated. She gave him a reassuring look and kissed him as she got up and directed him to lie on his back.

Her eyes gleamed as she took his dick in her mouth. He threw his head back and let out a groan while she face fucked him. Her hands kneaded his balls while she sucked his dong. She kept eyeing him as her tongue worked his stick.

Then she licked the shaft of him and slid her tongue up his belly and to his face. She kissed him as she squeezed her cunt down over his prick. Neither one of them cared that the alarms had gone off, or the elevator was stuck.

She grabbed his shoulders and bounced on top of his tool. He gripped her butt and thrust in her hot, wet hole. His cock jerked as she furiously fucked him. She rode him all the time shifting her ass around and working his cock like a joystick.

When he came, she grabbed and squeezed his balls. He let out a yell as his cum shot in her wriggling pussy. Her twat walls clamping down on him as she moaned her orgasm. She slowed down in rhythm to him panting and lay on top of him with his cock still in her.

As their heads cleared, the alarms and the emergency phone finally registered reality to them. They looked at each other and laughed. The laughed more as they dressed. He held her close when they were both standing and he finally picked up the receiver on the emergency phone.

"Hello"? He grunted. "Yes. Yes. We're okay. We must've hit a button or something". There was a pause and she heard yelling through the phone. He grinned bigger and gave her a wink. "Well, we both got a little hysterical. We kind of lost our heads". He held her to him as she tried to stifle her giggling.

"What? Do what? A red button"? He turned to the control panel. "Yeah I see it. Push it"? It was all they could do to keep from bursting into guffaws. He put his finger to his lips to quiet her. "Okay. I'm gonna push it".

He pushed the red emergency stop button and the elevator began to move. He thanked the technician and hung up the phone. They looked at each other. When the doors opened to his floor, he picked her up and took her to his room.

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Erotic Birthday Surprise

2006-02-13T06:39:00.000-08:00

Birthday Surprise

The day he was having was not a good one. He had just blown the big deal. The client hated his proposal and he had only himself to blame. He had spent more time trying to keep the girlfriend who left him yesterday, than he spent on his job. He had stayed up all night simply staring at the blank spaces in his apartment that used to belong to her. Today, he was alone, his job was in peril and it was his fucking birthday.

His secretary Mrs. Shendish came into his office. The look of disdain on her face did not bode well. She glared at him for a moment and spoke:

"Your friend, Mr. Landers has delivered your birthday present". She grimaced. "It's waiting for you outside". She looked at him as if she didn't really want to show him his "present". Then she begrudgingly opened his office door a little further and behind her was a gorgeous, busty blonde.

He stood and already felt a twinge in his shorts. Good old Landers. He swore he would rent a stripper for a birthday present. He was a man of his word. Mrs. Shendish saw the look in his eyes, rolled hers and told him she was leaving for an early lunch. She slammed the office door behind her and he could hear her stamping off into the down elevator.

There he was. Alone with his birthday present.

She didn't say a word. She undid her coat and the twinge in his shorts became a hard-on. She had nothing on but high-heels, stockings and a red waist-cincher. She let her coat fall to the ground, took a pin out of her hair and the blonde curls fell onto her creamy, round breasts. She reached up and took him by the tie. She backed him up to his couch and pushed him down onto it. Then she got down on her knees and began to unzip his fly.

"Um…" He asked, barely able to speak as her red lips kissed the tip of his cock. "Is this how strippers usually start out"? She grasped his woody with her hand and smiled up at him:

"I'm not a stripper. I'm a call girl". She got up and squatted over his rock-hard pole. She slid her cunt down on it, shoved his face in her breasts "Happy birthday, whispered in his ear. Then she grabbed his balls and began to bounce".

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Watching-Erotic Tales

2006-02-11T06:33:00.000-08:00

Watching in the Dark

He woke up and the room was dark, which was fine because that’s the way
he had left it when he fell asleep. As he slowly drifted back to the
World of the awake, he ran a checklist through his mind of his
Surroundings. This was his bed, check. This was his dorm room, check.
The time was two AM he could see from the glowing dial on the clock on
his bedside table, so he hadn’t slept through the morning. The moon
shone through the windows and splashed the room with a soft, clear
light. When he finally came out of his sleep-induced haze, he figured
out what woke him up.

From the other side of the room, someone was making noises. He could
distinctly hear the sound of a girl’s soft moans. He very slowly reached
over to his nightstand and slipped his glasses off and onto his face. He
got his focus and could now make out the activity that was coming from
his roommate’s side of the dorm room.

In the moonlight, he could see the nude body of a girl with her legs up
in the air. From her happy noises and the way she was posed, he knew his
roomie was between her legs eating out her pussy. He propped himself up
on his arm so he could enjoy the show.

The girl was loving the cunt job as she caressed her breasts and pushed
her head back into the pillow. She softly whispered his name and he
popped his head up to shush her. They both glanced at the other bed and
their audience pretended to sleep.

When he was sure they’d gone back to their business, he opened his eyes
just in time to see his roommate mount the girl to fuck her. The
roommate planted his arms over the girl and started to bang away at her.
He could hear the slap of skin on skin in the dark and his cock hardened
under the blankets. She was letting out these soft, little squeals that
drove him crazy. When roomie blew his load she yelped and they both
froze up and looked back at him again.

He pretended to turn over in his sleep and at the same time covered his
face to keep them from seeing his shit-eating grin. After a while, they
were at it again and he watched. The whole night, he watched them fuck
and stop to check to see if they had woken him up. He just enjoyed the
show and knew in the morning he’d have the blackmail material roommate’s
only dream about.

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Girl on Girl-Erotic Tales

2006-02-07T06:27:00.000-08:00

Becky and Sara's Romp

Becky pressed her lips against Sara's and slipped her tongue from her mouth as she let her hands wander over Sara's body. Sara's tits were so big and Becky felt them harden at her gentle touch. Becky wanted to please Sara more than anything, her body lusted for her and her tongue ached to taste her sweet pussy.

Sara had already slipped her little hands into Becky's half shirt and underneath her bra. Becky felt her nipples grow hard as Sara began to roll her nipples between her fingers. Becky caught herself moaning before she even knew she was doing it. She smiled at Sara and began to pull up Sara's shirt, revealing her flat tummy and then her perky large breasts as Becky pulled the shirt over Sara's head. Becky leaned forward, kissed Sara again, this time breaking the kiss off short, and began to slowly move down Sara's body, first kissing her jaw line down to the nape of her neck.

As Becky reached Sara's chest she made her way to one of Sara's large breasts, then reached up with her hand and began to massage the unattended breast. Sara's moans were sweet and soft and she brought a hand to the back of Becky's hair, threading her fingers into her blonde hair and pressing lightly. Sara's other hand had slipped into Becky's boxers. Becky let out a gasp as she felt Sara's fingers slip just barely past the waist band of her boxer shorts and quickly moved to Sara's other breast, making sure to tease the nipple, flicking her tongue like a serpent. Becky began to push lightly against the top of Sara's chest, wanting her to lie down on the bed and smiled to herself when she felt Sara's body weight shift backwards.

As Sara slowly lowered herself to the bed, she dragged her long nails up Becky's back, causing Becky to shiver and get goose bumps. Becky continued her descent down Sara's body, until she came to Sara's damp panties. She pressed her tongue against Sara's hidden clit, causing Sara to moan and raise her hips.

Becky pulled Sara's panties past her hips, down her thighs, calves then over her feet and tossed them aside. Becky leaned forward again, nibbling lightly against Sara's tummy moving ever so slowly down to Sara's shaven mound. She felt Sara's fingers enter her hair again, and pressed firmly against the back of Becky's head as Becky slipped her tongue in between Sara's wet lips. Becky pressed her tongue against Sara's swollen clit, and then began to wiggle and roll it between her lips and tongue.

Sara's moans were becoming more frequent as she began to rock her hips against Becky's face, wanting to cum and let her lover taste her. Sara pressed firmly against Becky's head as Becky's tongue strokes began to quicken.

Becky slid her middle finger into Sara's tight pussy causing Sara to squeeze tightly around it, milking it as though it were a little cock. Sara's hips began to jerk slightly, her moaning becoming more desperate as she felt her climax begin to peak, her hand pushing Becky deep into her pussy and squeezed as tightly as she could around Becky's finger.

Becky felt Sara's body tense up, her pussy spasm against her middle finger; she looked up at Sara with her tongue still wiggling around Sara's clit and watched her lover go over the top.

Sara gripped the bed spread tightly with her free hand, as her back arched, her moans so loud they filled the entire house and then scream Becky's name. Sara's panting and moaning began to subside, her chest no longer heaving and her pussy relaxed around Becky's finger. Becky slid her finger out of Sara's sweet pussy and moved back up the bed.

Becky smiled at Sara and licked her middle finger, to her surprise; Sara leaned over and began licking the other side, their tongues touching as they both tasted Sara's sweet juices. Once cleaned, Becky lowered her finger and pressed her lips against Sara's, letting their tongues dance in their mouths and pressing their nearly naked bodies together. After a small eternity Sara broke off the kiss and said, "Next time it's MY turn."

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One Is fun-Erotic Tales

2006-02-05T06:23:00.000-08:00

Me and My Toy

My heart was still racing as I shut the door behind me, his smile still in my head. I stretched out on my bed with a silly grin on my face.

I let my hands begin to wander, first teasing my nipples through my thin cotton T-shirt, making them hard, then moving down my flat tummy. As his laugh echoed in my mind, I let my fingers find the bottom hem of my shirt, pulled it up slowly, imagining it was his. I felt a moan escape my lips and slipped my hand into my panties finding my wet lips.

I couldn't believe how wet I was, just from the power of his voice, oh and that smile. God that man is sexy.

I closed my eyes and pictured him lying between my legs with a grin on his face. I ran my finger over my swollen clit and felt my body quiver. I began to make light circles around my clit, making sure to tease my opening with my middle finger. I moaned again, hearing his smooth voice in my head telling me he wanted to hear me cum. I quickened the pace with my fingers, changing between rubbing my clit and slipping my middle finger into my pussy and squeezing against it. My breathing began to quicken and my moans came more often, almost with each breath.

I felt the familiar stirring deep within my body as I started to lose myself. As I played with my breasts, I squirmed on the bed, making the bedspread wrinkle. I slipped my hands underneath my thin T-shirt; my hands ran up my tummy and to the underside of my breasts. I closed my eyes again and pictured his hands on me. My hands rounded up to my nipples, still hard from the attention I gave them earlier; I began to roll my nipples between my fingers as I massaged my large breasts. My body was covered in tingles I wanted to cum for him so badly.

I smiled softly as I slide my hand out of my shirt and over the little vibrator. I've used it so often I can hold it and turn it on with one hand. Soon enough came the very familiar buzzing. I traced the vibrator around my breasts, rolling over my nipples; I was so horny my hips were already squirming against the bed. I could feel my pussy almost dripping, aching for the familiar touch of the vibrator. I continued to trace with the vibrator to my mound.

His voice purred through my mind again as I slipped the vibrator between my lips. Feeling the vibrator graze my engorged clit I moaned loudly and grabbed my breast with my free hand. I let the vibrator slide up and down the length of my lips, pleasing my clit and teasing my opening.

I slipped the vibrator into my pussy and moaned again, long and soft. I gripped the vibrator tightly with my pussy as I pushed it further in, almost the entire length. Slowly I began to pull it back out, the vibration still stimulating my hard clit. Back in went the vibrator. I began to quicken the pace, in and out, my free hand massaging my breast and tweaking my nipples.

My moans came almost with each breath. I began to rock my hips against my hand and vibrator, pumping harder and faster. I could feel my climax begin to build as I squeezed tightly around the plastic cock. My moans were almost continuous, my hand almost a blur, forcing the vibrator to fuck me. My body began to tense and I held my breath, my climax peeked.

I was moaning his name as I worked the plastic vibrating cock in and out of my pussy coaxing my climax through the peak. I felt myself cum and the juices trickle down to my ass, I slowed the strokes a bit and made them longer as my climax subsided. With a flick of my index finger, my little vibrator was off and I slide it out of my sopping wet pussy. I sighed heavily and completely relaxed lying on my bed, my heart beating so hard it felt as if it were in my head.

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Hot Lesbian Tale-Erotic Tales

2006-02-03T06:18:00.000-08:00

Melissa's Present

Samantha had just got back from the adult toy store, today was Melissa's twenty-first birthday and Samantha wanted it to be one Melissa would remember.
They'd been together only a short while, but Samantha felt it was time to up the relationship. She carefully hid the double-sided strap between her pillow and Melissa's.

Melissa would be home in about ten minutes so Samantha quickly undressed and slid under the covers. She had told Melissa she had something planned and to come straight home.

After what seemed to be a small eternity, she heard the front door open and close and then heard Melissa's foot steps through the hall way. Samantha felt her heart race as she called out for Melissa to join her in the room. Melissa had kicked off her sandals on the way to the room and once she entered the bedroom she smiled seeing Samantha's bare shoulders. Samantha bit her lower lip and she beckoned Melissa, who had already unbuttoned the front of her blouse, onto the bed. As Melissa slid onto the bed, Samantha folded down the covers, revealing her naked body to Melissa. Samantha reached over to Melissa and helped her off with her blouse, then eased her body closer to Melissa's and wrapped her arms around her chest, grabbing the bra clasp in her right hand.

With a quick flick of her wrist Melissa felt the familiar release of her breasts and Samantha slid the straps down Melissa's arms then tossed it aside. They pressed their chests together, rubbing nipples against each other as Samantha began to undo the zipper to Melissa's skirt. As she unzipped, Samantha pulled the sides of the skirt apart, easing them past Melissa's hips and to her thighs. Melissa quickly worked the skirt down the rest of her legs and let it dangle at her feet, hanging over the edge of the bed. Samantha leaned down, pressed her fingers flat against Melissa's panty covered pussy and to her surprise, Melissa was already quite damp. Samantha began to work Melissa's panties past her hips to her knees and watched Melissa squirm to get them off.

Once Melissa was completely naked Samantha pressed her entire body against hers, forcing her gently to lie down on the bed. Samantha straddled Melissa's slender frame easily, leaned forward, her dark red hair spilling onto Melissa's breasts and began to kiss her as she slid her hand down to Melissa's wet pussy. Melissa moaned lightly at her lover's touch moving so closely to her pussy and spread her thighs a little, her hands rubbing lightly up and down Samantha's back as they kissed.

Samantha slid her middle finger down the length of Melissa's swollen clit and began to tease her tight hole. Melissa moaned into their kiss as she started to rock her hips against Samantha's hand causing her finger to slide into Melissa's wet hole. Melissa gasped lightly as she felt the penetration; Samantha pulled away from the kiss and reached up between the pillows with a sly grin on her face. As her hand came back down, Melissa caught the sight of the strap on and blushed. Samantha quickly strapped it around her hips and thighs and used her wet hand to lube it. She pressed her hips against Melissa, the dick sliding between both their lips and into their pussies. Samantha began to thrust her hips against Melissa's as Melissa wrapped her long legs around Samantha's ass. Their pace quickened, thrusting against it each other as they felt the dick fuck their pussies. Their moaning grew louder as each began to peak into orgasm, squeezing tightly around the strap on, trying to milk it, their pussies spasmed as they came.

The thrusts began to slow as their orgasms subsided, both of them breathing heavily began to kiss again. Samantha eased the strap on out of Melissa's pussy and slid of off her smiling.

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After Hours-Erotic Tale

2006-01-30T06:36:00.000-08:00

After Hours at the Gym

The gym was closed but she would not leave. She just kept running on
that treadmill with her eyes closed and those damned headphones on. Phil
had cleared up all the towels, taken out the trash, counted the day’s
receipts and was about ready to turn the lights off and lock up. He
would normally tell the bitch to pack up and go home but this was Mrs.
Landers. Her husband was the owner of the gym and his boss.

Randy Landers was a former wrestler and current owner of one of the most
successful chain of fitness centers in the Southwest. He had a mansion
in the hills, a private jet, a mountain cabin and the hottest,
ex-pornstar wife Phil had ever seen. He had seen her in all her films.
She was famous for her blow-jobs and fucking cocks with her big tits.
She stopped working when she married Randy but rumor had it she fucked
around. There she was, walking on the treadmill. She was completely
oblivious to the time or her surroundings when Phil approached her.

He called to her but she kept on walking. He called again, no luck. Then
he put his arm on hers. She jumped and screamed a short, girlish shriek.
She held a hand to her chest and looked at Phil in shock.

“I’m so sorry Mrs. Landers! I didn’t mean to scare you. Are you
alright”? Phil put his arm around her. She was breathing hard and he
couldn’t tell if it was from the scare or the exercise.

“It’s okay Phil”. She told him. Then she looked around her and noticed
they were alone. “Oh Phil, did I do it again”?

“Yeah”. Phil smiled at her. “You closed the club again Mrs. Landers”.

“Please, don’t call me that. Called me Molly”. She held onto his arm as
she got down from the treadmill. There was a touch of electricity
between them and they both noticed it. Molly put her hand on his chest.
“Tell me Phil. Do you think my ass is big”?

She turned her back to him and showed him her round, hard ass. She
cupped her cheeks with her hands and turned her head coyly back at him.

“Your ass is great Mrs. um, Molly. In fact, I think you work out too
much. You don’t wanna start looking like a man. You’re too pretty”. Phil
couldn’t take his eyes of her butt until she turned around and then he
couldn’t take his eyes off her enormous breasts.

She pulled him to her with her arm and put his hand on her ass with the
other. “Randy says my ass is too big”. She reached up and kissed him on
the cheek. Then she put her hand on his hard cock. “How about you and me
show Randy what a big liar he is”?

She took his hand and pulled him to the floor. Before he could protest,
she had his sweats down and was sucking his dick. She managed to get her
gym togs off without her mouth ever leaving his prick. He swooned at the
sight of this body he had only seen on home video. The famous boobs were
hanging in his face and he played with them as she guided his cock in
her wet twat. She rode him like he’d always dreamed about, all the while
whispering his name.

She got off him and turned around on her hands and knees. She looked
back at him and said to him: “Come on Phil Show me how much you like my
ass. Fuck my ass Phil. Show me”.

Then Phil got behind her and spat in his hand. He lubed his prick with
his spit and started to work the tip of his rod into her tiny asshole.

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Three of us-Erotic Tales

2006-01-30T06:30:00.000-08:00

Friends Stick Together

It was the weekend and all three of them sat curled up watching porn, although the acting sucked balls, the action made all three of them horny.

They'd talked about a threesome before and never really followed through with it, but Rick intended to change that, he'd dreamed of having Stefanie and Celeste at once for as long as he can remember.

All three of them grew up together. He scooted a little closer to Stefanie and began to lightly stroke her bare upper thigh; his eyes never left the movie.

Stefanie jerked slightly at his sudden touch, but quickly relaxed, wanting this to happen. Celeste saw the movement, decided she was going to join in and began to pull up Stefanie's long T-shirt. Before Stephanie could protest, her shirt was up and over her head, revealing her hard nipples and flat tummy.

She sat there in between Rick and Celeste naked for a moment, and then quickly turned her attention to Celeste. She began to unbutton the front of Celeste's pajama front, revealing her large breasts. Leaving Celeste to pull her arms out of the shirt, Stefanie quickly tugged down at Celeste's cotton panties. Celeste laid back and lifted her slender hips so Stefanie could pull them completely off.

Both women were naked and Rick could hardly believe his eyes as they crawled to him, Celeste began to pull up his tank top and Stefanie worked at his shorts.

Once he was naked, the women went to work. Celeste began to kiss him, her soft lips pressed against his, her tongue rolling in his mouth and Stefanie began to stroke his already hard cock. Rick moaned lightly at the touch from both women, his dream was coming true!

He brought his hand down to Stefanie's and wrapped around it, squeezing lightly, forcing her little hand to squeeze harder. She smiled up at him, her strokes becoming faster and takes his balls into her other hand, gently massaging them.

Celeste took Rick's other hand and brought it to her wet pussy, sliding his fingers between her lips and grazing against her clit. Her wetness covered his fingers as she pressed against his hand and he began to roll his fingers over her clit, her moans filled the room. Stefanie felt herself grow wetter as she heard her best friends' moans, let go of Rick's cock and slowly slid up his legs, her wet pussy leaving a damp trail across his skin. She straddled him as she angled her hips, the tip of his cock just barely touching her clit.

As Stefanie began to rock her hips against Rick's she leaned back, her hands placed on his upper thighs and winked at Celeste. Celeste smiled as she leaned forward to kiss Stefanie, as she did, Rick grabbed her hips and urged her to straddle his face. Never breaking the kiss Celeste spread her thighs above Rick's face and lowered her hips to his awaiting tongue. Celeste let out a loud moan as she felt Rick's tongue slip between her lips and to her clit.

She began to rock her hips against his mouth, still kissing Stefanie and both women fondling each other's breasts. Stefanie and Rick were thrusting their hips against each other forcing his thick cock deep into Stefanie's pussy, their pubic hair meshing together. Rick tightened his grip around Celeste's hips as he felt his climax begin to peak, his low moans filling the room and his thrusts became jerky and uncontrolled as his cock exploded into Stefanie's pussy.

Stefanie felt herself begin to climax as she squeezed around Rick's shuddering cock and kissed Celeste deeper, pushing them both over the edge. Both women moaned as they came, their hips grinding against Rick's body, their juices flowing into his mouth and covering his cock.

Their thrusts began to slow, their breathing became less hurried, Celeste climbed off of Rick's face and Stefanie leaned forward. Both women kissing and sucking his lips at the same time, wanting to taste Celeste's sweet juices. All three lay on the floor, both women on either side of Rick and finished watching the porn.

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Erotc Tales-Anonymous Man

2006-01-30T06:15:00.000-08:00

Anonymous Man

As I finished typing a memo my boss had handed to me earlier and looked up at the clock. It was 11:30am already. "I'll never get all this stuff done today, unless I work through lunch." I began to shuffle through the piles of papers on my desk and sighed. At least it wouldn't be too hard, just a lot of copies to make. With the merger closing in a week, just about everyone was over loaded.

Lunchtime finally arrived. I quickly grabbed the stack of papers and held them close to my chest as I hurried off to the ‘closet’ as it was affectionately called. The copy room was really nothing more than a closet that happened to have a copier machine and its accessories in it.

As I opened the door, to my relief no one was in there. I began to sort through the papers, getting them in order when part of the stack fell. I swore under my breath, put the other papers on the little table next to the copier and bent over at the waist. As I bent over, my short skirt hiked up and I felt a gentle breeze. I disregarded it as just my skirt rising up to my ass. That’s when I felt his hands glide around my slender hips as he pressed his hips against my firm cheeks. I gasped loudly, but didn’t turn around. This was so arousing, I felt myself grow wet as I noticed his cock was semi-hard between my spread ass cheeks. I hadn’t worn any underwear that day, I frequently didn’t.

He began to shift his hips side to side, grinding himself against my nearly bare ass. I pressed back against him and arched my back. I was so wet by now and just wanted to feel his cock fill my wet shaven pussy. One of his hands left my hips and I heard him fumbling with something, and then heard a familiar unzipping. I bit my lower lip as I realized he was pulling out his hard cock. I spread my legs for him, which caused my skirt to rise a bit more, revealing my ass and pussy to him. I heard him moan lightly as he began to tease my pussy with the head of his throbbing cock. I pushed back against him again, aching to feel him inside me, wanting to be fucked by this anonymous man.

His cock slipped into my tight pussy, I squeezed around it, gripping it with my inner walls. He pressed forward against me and I moaned as I felt him fill me completely. His hairs tickled my ass cheeks as he worked his hips from side to side. Grabbing my hips firmly he began to pump against my ass cheeks, slow steady pumps, letting his cock slip completely out, then slide all the way back in. My clit was so swollen that every time his slid his cock in; it grazed my clit, sending waves of pleasure down my spine. We both became lost in the experience.

Our moans became louder and louder with each of his thrusts. I felt my climax being to peak and pushed hard against his cock as I squeezed tightly around his shaft. I arched my back and tossed my hair back and felt my knees go weak. His cock was pulsating deep within my canal, then with a loud grunt he let loose with his cum. I felt him shoot his load of thick cum, coating my pussy walls, his hips jerking against my ass. After a few moments, he let go of my hips, pulled up his pants and left. Even though I still don’t know who that was, it was the best sex I’d ever had.

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Peeping Tom-Erotic Tales

2006-01-28T17:01:00.000-08:00

Erotic Story, Peeping Tom
He watched as the two young girls entered the room giggling, their lacey lingerie barely covering their fresh, young-stuff bodies. They kissed and grabbed playfully at each other’s boobs, pinching the puffy nipples until they grew achingly erect and stiff. Two college teens, fresh and horny lesbians who just loved to fuck. For a voyeur, this was pure heaven.
Their kissing and touching got more serious; they were stripping each other naked now, their nude flesh glistening with sweat. They dropped onto the bed and their fingers slid into each other’s pussies as they moaned and spread their tight teen cunts wide open to let the juices drip onto each other’s tongues. They were fucking now, fingers banging into their tight snatches, cum squishing and squirting out, hands grabbing tits, pulling on nipples, assholes explored with long thrusts. Then they were cumming, covering each other’s faces with sweet pussy and sucking up all the sweet juices like greedy cum sluts. He was stroking his hard cock watching. Groaning he began to let loose and imagined his cum showering an orgy of young teen girl’s faces, dripping all over them as they smeared it over each other like little cum whores. He closed his eyes, imagined their facial expressions as he covered them in cum. When he opened his eyes and they were gone from the room, but written in lipstick on the window was a message. It said, “Next time, come on in and join in, our address is http://www.filthyteenparty.com”
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Hot Teens-The gift erotic tales

2006-01-25T22:04:00.000-08:00

Her Gift

As I stood in front of the mirror I couldn’t get Rachel out of my mind.
“God she’s hot.” I thought to myself. She and I had been together for a few months now. This was my first serious lesbian relationship. Rachel was a little older than me, and came into her sexuality earlier than I did. I had it all set for tonight. Dinner reservations, a movie then out to our favorite club for a little dancing. I was still nervous; I wanted everything to be perfect.

When Rachel walked through the door, my mind went blank and I began to fidget. She’s always had this affect on me. She was 5 foot 10, slender, but toned. Her hair was long, jet black, the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen, and her breasts were an absolute perfect D cup.

“What’s wrong, Mandy?” She purred. I struggled for a response; I didn’t want her to know I had made all these plans for the night. She saw right through me and walked over. Her perky breasts swayed gently as she sauntered over to me. She wrapped her arms around me and pressed her soft lips to mine. My heart fluttered as I kissed her back, our tongues entwining, tasting each other.

She led me to our bedroom as our kiss deepened. We entered the room, our bodies still pressed together; she reached up and flicked off the light.
The room was still lit, as the curtains were pulled open. Then, reluctantly she pulled her lips from mine and began to undress me.

Before I knew it, I was almost completely naked, and she was kneeling in front of me, tugging at my panties. She began to place light kisses up my thighs as she pulled my panties past my hips. Her kisses slowly moved upward, making goose bumps rise all over my skin. She pulled my panties down to my thighs then let them fall to the floor. She pressed her lips against my shaven mound, my heart skipped a beat and I felt a moan escape my lips.

Just as she had gotten me really hot and ready, she stopped and stood up in front of me. Pressing her body against mine she kissed me deeply, letting me taste myself. I brought my hands to the hem of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. As I worked on her bra, she removed her slacks, revealing her hairy mound. She never wore panties. As her breasts were released she pushed against me firmly, causing me to fall back onto the bed.

She pounced onto my body, and kissed me again. Her breasts rubbed against mine, her firm nipples pushing against my soft skin. Her kissed moved down my neck and around my nipples. I let my hands trace circles around her back as I squirmed underneath her.

She moved her way down my body, to my sweetness. She slipped her hands underneath my thighs and pushed upwards, forcing me to spread my legs in front of her. She kept her eyes licked with mine as her tongue began to probe my pink pussy again. The waves of pleasure traveled up my body as she found my swollen clit. She slowly inserted her middle finger into my tight wetness as her tongue rolled over and over my clit.

My body grew more and more tense as my climax peaked. I was grasping at the sheets as my moans grew louder and louder. Rachel joined in, her moans muffled as she ravished my pussy. I grabbed her hair and pressed her face deeper into my folds as I came, covering her face and tongue. My body quivered as my climax began to subside, her tongue still rolling over and around my clit. As my movements slowed she crawled up my body and kissed me again. My juices on her tongue mixed in our mouths.

“Happy anniversary, lover” she moaned lightly.

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Lesbian Gift-Eotic Words

2006-01-24T05:36:00.000-08:00

Saucy Train Action from Erotic Tales

2006-01-22T05:18:00.000-08:00

Train Reaction

I was running late for the subway. The party I went to ran a bit later
than I had expected. As I rounded the turn style I saw the doors starting
to close. I bit my lower lip and darted through the doors.

Tired and out of breath I flopped down onto the nearest seat. After a few
moments I had caught my breath and began to look around the car. It was
just another woman and myself. As I looked at her again I could see that
she was visibly upset. I got up from where I sat to sit closer to her.

As I made idle chitchat I found out she was supposed to meet her boyfriend
for dinner and she’d sat there for an hour or so before he called her and
cancelled. I moved my arm around her shoulders, watching her face as she
told me about her horrible night, she was crying. I brought my fingers up
to her face and wiped away the tears as I looked into her eyes. She was
beautiful. I took a chance.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. I felt my heart leap
as she returned my kiss. I’ve had lesbian lovers before, but for some
reason I was really nervous. I slid my hands to her hips as our kissed
deepened. She brought her hands up to my face and pressed her body against
mine.

After a few moments I broke off the kiss and gazed into her eyes. I told
her I was going to make up for the crummy night she’d had so far. I kissed
her cheek and slowly moved to her jaw line and down to her neck. As I moved
down her body my hands quickly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her breasts
resting in a satin front clasping bra. My kisses went from her neck down to
her chest, and with a quick flick of my wrist her breasts were released. My
mouth went straight to her already erect nipples. I rolled my tongue around
them as her light moans urged me on.

I continued my path down her body, placing nibbles and kisses, making sure
not to miss any exposed flesh. As I kneeled in front of her I slowly pulled
up her skirt and to my surprise she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her mound
was neatly trimmed. I leaned forward and blew lightly over her lips. She
gasped as the warm air touched them and spread her legs, knowing full well
what I intended to do.

I pressed my lips against her moistening pussy and slid my tongue from my
mouth. She immediately threaded her fingers into my long hair. As I let my
tongue dance slowly around her swollen clit, she brought her legs up, her
feet resting on the edge of the seat, giving me complete access to her
sweetness.

I couldn’t control myself anymore. I pressed into her wet pussy, my
tongue plunging deep into her tight hole. She grabbed a handful of my hair
as I sucked on her engorged clit. I slowly slid one of my fingers into her
warm canal as my tongue stroked her clit. She began to rock her hips
against my face, pushing my tongue firmly against her clit and forcing my
finger in deeper.

Her moans grew louder and more intense as her hips faster and harder. She
pressed against the back of my head as I ate her juicy pussy. I felt her
body tense up and she held her breath as she started to cum. I felt her
tighten around my finger as it fucked her hole. I let my finger slip out of
her and quickly replaced it with my tongue. I wanted to taste her. Her
juices were so sweet and they coated my face by now. As her climax
subsided, I kissed her throbbing clit and moved back up her body. Her chest
was still heaving as I rose up to kiss her.

She kissed me hard and deep, tasting herself upon my tongue. We felt the
subway slow as we approached the next stop. She smiled at me and said,
“This is where I get off.”

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Shower Fun-erotic Tales

2006-01-18T05:42:00.000-08:00

Shower Time

Erica and I had just gotten home from the club and were beat. Our Friday nights usually went on and on at the clubs. Most of the time spent dancing and drinking.

Erica turned to me and said she was going to take a shower before we headed off to bed. I grinned inside, made up some lame line about being hungry, and was going to make something to eat. She nodded at me and stripped bare as she walked to the bathroom, tossing her clothes onto the floor. “Damn she’s got a hot body!” I thought to myself.

I waited for a few minutes, to try and make her believe that I really was getting something to eat. I frequently hopped in the shower with her and she’s hardly ever surprised. I quietly stripped down in the kitchen and snuck into the bathroom.

The tiny bathroom was filled with steam and the scent of her soap. I could feel myself grow hard as I crept up to the bathtub. I slowly pulled the shower curtain aside and there she was. Her back was to me, the water and soap blending and cascading down her hourglass figure. God I wanted her!!

I eased myself into the bathtub, careful not to make a sound or to touch her yet. I stood back and watched her wash her hair. So gorgeous. Her back arched as she rose her arms up to wash the shampoo from her long red hair. I had to have her. I couldn’t contain myself any longer.

I inched forward, never letting my eyes leave her sexy naked body. I reached my hands out to grab her hips and pull her to me. She let out a gasp as she felt my hands touch her wet skin. She tried to turn and face me but my hands held firm on her hips and kept her facing the water. I pressed my body against her, my hard cock aching to feel her, slid easily between her ass cheeks cause of the soap and water covering her succulent body.

As my cock eased between her cheeks, she let out a light moan, letting me know she was in the mood. As soon as I heard that moan, my body took over. I slide my hands around her waist, drawing her body closer to mine and I began to kiss the top of her shoulder. My hands wandered over her body, first up to her ripe breasts and then down to her shaven mound. She pressed against my hands, her hips grinded, forcing my cock deeper within her perfect ass cheeks.

I brought one of my hands to the middle of her back and the other to her slender hips. I gently pushed her forward, causing the water to rush down her back and between her cheeks. I rotated my hips making my cock find her tight hole. I pushed forward, entering her; I felt her warmth surround my shaft as she surrounded me. She squeezed tightly and braced herself with her hands against the wall of the shower.

I began to quicken my pace; I was so aroused I knew I’d explode soon. The
water continued to stream down her back and caress my cock and balls. I slipped a hand down to her pussy and easily found her swollen clit. I circled it with my fingers as I thrust deeper into her pussy from behind. Her moans grew louder and more intense as I continue to rub her clit.

I felt my balls tighten and the warmth travel up my shaft. My grunts filled the room as I exploded inside her tight pussy. Feeling my cock spasm inside her, she began to peak. Her pussy contracted around my cock, milking it dry. Our moans and grunts blended, until our climaxes subsided.

After a moment she turned around and said, “Going to get something to eat huh?”

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Fendom-The Slave

2006-01-16T03:21:00.000-08:00

Bright electric light made Nolan to come back to the reality. He turned his head to the light source and saw a slim woman's shadowgraph.
- Get up you, poor nonentity; you're risking to frost your balls!
Nolan got up... A delicate hand in red latex glove flashed near his face. Nolan knelt and touched his cheek burning after her slap.
- I didn't say that you can get up whole-length! You forgot that slaves have to kneel their mistress, didn't you? It seems that I haven't train you too long.
He knelt still, being afraid to undeceive, harking the sound of her steps retreating away...
- My dog subjects to training much better than you, bonehead. Come to me creepingly, slave!
Nolan opened his eyes and came closer to Diana's feet. She pushed him off an armchair she was sitting in and put her foot on his chest.
- I'm tired. Massage my feet.
- Yes, my Mistress.
Nolan nodded and began to caress her feet with his lips kissing every finger.
- Oh, I've almost forgot... I had bought a new toy for you.
- Thank you, Mistress... - murmured Nolan.
- It's a real pleasure for me to give presents to my obedient slaves sometimes.
- You're to kind and bountiful to your slave, my Mistress...
- I know but I couldn't do anything! I was very impressed when I saw this wonderful spank and I thought that it would be a real pleasure for me to spank your ass with this great spank tool. I've tested it on my own hand, I spanked it a little to imagine what you would feel if I spank you using it. Are you listening me?
- Of course, Mistress.
- Ha-ha-ha-ha! You`re an idiot! I have no time to have silly talks with you. You'll test it on your own ass!
Diana got up and pushed Nolan with her foot away.
- You're relaxed too much! Maybe I should talk with you about high society news?
She pushed him and Nolan fell on his back.
- Oh, no, my Mistress...
- Shut up!
Diana stood above him and waffing with a spank before his face. Her eyes burned with a cold dark blue flame. She looked at his dick and mischievously smiled.
- Don't you like my new toy?
- I like it, Mistress.
- Then why your cock is not hard for it?

She trampled his cock and pressed on it.
- It looks like I have to buy a new slave. You're an impotent.
- Please, don`t do that, my Mistress. It will become hard soon...
- Really? I'm waiting...
Nolan closed his eyes trying to pull together. He was thinking about wet Diana's pussy, which he would have an opportunity to lick if he obey all her orders and felt the heat in his cock...
- Jerk it off! I want to see your cock hard but not a softened, poor flesh!
Nolan took his dick and began to jerk it off. He tried to concentrate on the dream about her wonderful, damp pussy but Diana's severe sight prevented his dreams. "If you would smile to me once..."
- I'm sorry, my Mistress... It's too cold here...
A spiteful grimace deformed her beautiful face.
- Are you frozen? I'll make you very hot soon.
The first spanking impact came on his stomach and Nolan convolved in pain. Diana sat down on his chest and brought her hand with a spank tool above his face.
- Obedient slaves are usually spanked on their asses. Do you know how I treat my disobedient slaves?
- No, Mistress...
They're severely punished for disobedience and for their refusal to serve estimably to their Mistress.
Diana got up and silently stood above him with a spank in her hand. She stood on the glass table with her legs placed widely apart and looked somewhere afar. Nolan knew that she was somewhere outside the tower that moment and she was thinking about someone but not about her slave... But he thought about her... Laying on his back, he looked on the red piece of material which was hiding the desired flesh from his eyes... He became the slave of her beauty, of her body; he wanted her but was afraid of she will laugh about his wish and this fear forced him to kneel before her. Her breast raised and fell, foretelling about the storm... She will beat him severely, leading him and herself up to the depletion, but after that he will be recompensed... and the pain will become sweet...
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Femdom Deviless

2006-01-12T03:21:00.000-08:00

Edward swallowed some coffee and wrinkled. Cold coffee seemed too bitter.
- All I can do is to wait… It's necessary to make time pass somehow.
Aimless wanderings around the house didn't give desirable result - Edward couldn't be anything else and time went even more slowly.
He went to the drawing-room, put a chair in the middle and set down. Only then Edward has noticed that he was still naked.
- It will be more suitable to think about you, Isabella. I'll make my own investigation. Mentally I'll come back to our first meeting and remember each detail. I'll surely find your secrets…
…Charitable fair was one of those activities which Edward didn't like most of all, but his old friend asked him to harangue on its opening and Howard couldn't refuse him. To leave right after opening seemed to him a bad manner, therefore Edward walked aimlessly among the small tents with lemonade in the plastic glass in his hand.
- Excuse me… Are you Edward Laughlin?
Edward turned around. A young woman in white linen suit and wide-brimmed straw stood near him.
- Yes, I'm Edward Laughlin... Sorry but I don't remember that we are familiar. Certainly, I might be mistaken... I mean... I would remember if... "My God, what am I saying?.."
She smiled and took off the sunglasses.
- And now?
"Now I'd say: you're a woman of divine beauty. No, devil's beauty... You're a deviless whose beauty is capable to mad every man..."
- I would remember you if we met before...
The woman offered her graceful hand:
- Isabella Moriani.
He kissed her hand instead of handshake.
- I'm surprised! You've become a true gentleman!
- Isabella Moriani? Wait… We studied at school together!
- At last you've recognized me.
She gave Edward a gentle smile and linked him.
- Should we find any quieter place to talk? Did you have any plans today?
Edward took himself in hand.
- I'm afraid that this story will take too much time.
- Do you hasten somewhere?
On the way to the car parking, Edward has interrupted an awkward silence.
- Where did you study after school?
- Harvard. After its graduation I lived in England some time and recently came back home.
- Should I call you "Lady" instead "Miss"?
- Most called me "miss" in England but you can call me "lady". It sounds better.
- Lady Isabella...
... Edward felt that couldn't breath. He opened eyes and touched his throat. Someone throttled him.
- Hello, darling. Did you call me?
- Isabella?
- Were you waiting for someone else?
Isabella pressed his throat stronger with the whip.
- I was waiting for you... I waited for you yesterday all day long and all night but you didn't come. I thought that something could happen with you...

She has let off Edward's neck.
- I was busy yesterday. I couldn't come earlier but I surprised you again. You're surprised. Am I right?
- Yes, Isabella, but I'm glad that you've come. I thought, that you...
- I'll never leave you.
Edward tried to turn to her, wanted to see the sincerity in her eyes. Isabella stopped him with a sharp leg movement and pushed his back with a heel.
- Don't turn around. Today you have to submit all my orders, darling, even if you don`t to execute them. You have to submit all my orders and satisfy all my wishes without any exceptions. These are the main rules for today game. Is it clear?
- Yes...
- Yes, Lady Isabella. Repeat.
- Yes, Lady Isabella...
- You called me so while sleeping on the chair.
- I didn't sleep... I was thinking about our first meeting...
- I know. Get up!
Edward got up to her. As always, Isabella looked amazingly and very sexy. She looked like a real Mistress; however Edward always admired her skill to change her appearance.

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Under Control-Erotic Tales

2006-01-09T03:24:00.000-08:00

When Liy's body stopped to shiver and her pussy stopped to twitch in post coital spasms she got up and unstrapped dildo from Nathalie.
They were sitting on the couch with their turned up legs. They ordered me to put on rubber gloves and to oil them.
- Now you have to finger fuck my and Liy`s assholes and to fuck our pussies with your face strapon dildo. Is it clear?
I nodded. I liked this hot game whereas I was taking the minimal part of it.
My fingers entered their anuses and I fucked Nathalie's pussy with my face strapon. Mistresses were kissing passionately, were caressing each other's nipples and clits.
I did my best. The sweat dripped down my back. I was exhausted but I couldn't stop. They cummed one more time… I fell down the floor and couldn't move at all. Being satisfied with their orgasms, the mistresses sat down on my face making me to lick their cum.
They decided to make a short break. They sat on the couch and smoked.
- I think that it's time to take out the plug from your slave's ass, Nathalie.
- Why?
- Such a hot slut like your Simon is worth for some pleasure for such an active finger fuck.
- What are you going to do with him, my sateless naughty girl? - asked Nathalie and smiled.
Liy got a huge dildo with rubber spines on its tip from her bag.
- I've bought a present for you, my darling, but first I'd like to test it myself. May I?
- Of course you may.
Liy strapped that huge dildo and approached to me. She took out the plug from my asshole roughly.
- Give me you hole, slut. You need bigger dildo than this plug. Something like this one.
- No! Please… I beg you…
I looked at my Mistress and saw her fury.
- Obey an order, Simon! This dildo will satisfy your "always wanting" ass!
I bent down. Liy opened my asshole with one rough push - the whole strapon dildo filled my anus. Rubber spines made me to suffer unreal pain. She roughly grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them towards her dildo...
- Take it, slut...

I've picked up all my physical resources to get up and, overbearing the pain, went to the shower. Hot water helped me to relax and to decrease the pain… I've remembered my yesterday submission and humiliations. It was painful… It was sweet…
I went downstairs. Mistress Nathalie waited me on the stoop.
- You're late.
- I'm so sorry, Mistress… Please, forgive me...
- Get down on all fours.
I did as she told me to do. She collared me and strapped the chain to the collar. Mistress Nathalie was sauntering with me around her endless park.
- From this day you'll pee only outdoors. I'll take you for a walk twice a day - morning walk and evening walk. The rest time you won't pee. Is it clear?
- Yes Mistress.
- You have to pee now.
She was watching me peeing.
- Enough.
- But...
- I said: Enough!
I made myself to stop peeing.
- Good.
We've circumambulated the mound and went down to the massive stone. Mistress Nathalie made me to sit down near the stone and sat on it. The sun caressed her velvet skin and shined on her red latex jackboots.
- I was very obedient slave yesterday. I was pleased.
- Thank you Mistress.
- Thank me in order you have to thank the Mistress.

I took her feet and began to suck the heel of the jackboot.
- Good... Don't stop...
She got up and stopped me.
- That's enough.
Her stiletto heel pinned me to the ground.
- You have to learn that once and forever. You're under my control. I'll punish you strictly for any disobedience or any unsatisfactory worship.
- But I...
- You had cummed yesterday without my allowance. How could you think that I've missed that? I was shamed. Mistress Nathalie pushed making me to lay back down. She sat down on my belly and whipped my hard on prick.
I'll cut off you nuts if you cum one more time without my permission. I hadn't cut them off yesterday only because of your skilful pussy eating. Your tongue saved your nuts. Ha ha ha!!!
I watched her beautiful face and enjoyed the morning sun.
Her face became even more beautiful when she ordered me to suck her.
- Eat my pussy.
She sat down on my face and I worshiped her pussy with pleasure. She moaned when I started tongue fucking her pussy. I ate her clit gently and intensively, I did my best to please my Mistress and make her to cum. I felt the shivers of her gorgeous body. I knew that she was close to orgasm and began to suck her clit. Mistress Nathalie got up from my face and climbed on the stone. Her pussy was open for me.
- I want to have a morning orgasm. Don't stop eating my pussy.
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Hypnotic Mistress

2006-01-09T03:15:00.000-08:00

Hypnotic mistress Elisa was in good mood. She entered her gloomy dungeon where she practiced domination sessions with her male slaves. She was waiting for a new foot slave who should arrive to her place soon. She inhaled slowly the cigarette smoke and prepared mentally to the first domination session with her new male slave.
A young man wrote her passionate emails asking her about large-heartedness to him; he begged her to allow him to become her slave; he sent her flowers with passionate notes: "Please, let me worship to my Goddess! I'll serve your Majesty as the most obedient slave, I'll crawl near you feet, and I'll kiss your steps on the floor. I'll serve my Mistress, I'll execute all your orders, desires and whims, and I'll never dare to get up from my knees at her presence and to watch her eyes of gorgeous, divine beauty. And let my Mistress whips me, tramples my body cruelly, trains and humiliates me, I'll anyway submit her will and power. The best evidence of my good behaviour and submission would be a permission of my Mistress to touch her feet, to kiss her feet, to inhale the stimulating smell of her feet. And if she allows me, I'll become the true fetishist of her divine feet. I beg my Mistress about the meeting to prove her my obedience and adoration..." Ardent words had touched the cold soul of hypnotic Mistress Elisa and she had allowed him to visit her dungeon.
Mistress Elisa, as always, looked gorgeously - black latex corset favorably served as a foil to her body and high breast, black high-heels, latex gloves and sexy black stockings which pointed out her long, perfect legs.
She was smoking a cigarette still when her new male slave crawled into the dungeon. Elisa's assistant had already prepared Eric to the domination session - he was completely naked just leather mask hid a part of his head. He was lost a little and didn't know what he should do. That's why he stood on kneels near the dungeon door.
- Crawl closer and sit near me, slave.
- Yes, Mistress…
Eric crawled and sat near her couch. He didn't dare to watch at the Mistress.
- You know the rules, slave.
- Yes, Mistress. I'm on your service.
- Foot worship is a delicate fetish. You have to do your best to prove me that you're eager to serve me.
Without any words, he touched Mistress Elisa's foot. Eric caressed it with his lips and tongue. Sitting on the couch, Mistress watched her male slave. Her proud bearing, perfect gestures and quiet coldness of face made Eric to revere Mistress Elisa and worship her.
Mistress Elisa touched his face with her foot:
- Were you begging me about foot worship?
Young slave noded.
- Well, remember my kindness!
- I obey my Mistress as the most submissive slave...
- If you want to deserve an honor to become my slave you should prove that you worth this honor.
- I'll execute everything my Mistress will order...

Mistress touched slave's lips with her foot. He closed eyes in pleasure and began to touch gently with lips her fingers. She moved her foot forward and he obediently took in mouth all her fingers.
- Do you like that?
Not opening eyes, the slave nodded.
Mistress took off her foot from his mouth and led it to his nose, then his forehead, watching the slave inhaled deeply the smell of her feet, trying to touch her foot once again. She touched his shoulder and maid her slave to lay down the floor. Young slave obeyed. Mistress Elisa put her foot on his face:
- I want you to clean up my shoes. You must lick them and don't miss anything!

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Emerging as a twink-Erotic Words for Boyz

2006-01-07T00:56:00.000-08:00

In my teens, I was a bit of a bad boy. I grew up in a rough area where stealing and general thug behaviour was the norm, the only way to survive was to be a part of it.
The place I lived was like a huge maze, a bit of a concrete jungle and some would say a bit of a no go area for 'nice folk'.
I dropped out of school with my buddies at a very young age and genrally just spent my life messing around and having a laugh with my two buddies, I had no idea I was gay back then until...
I was hanging out with my two best buds, looking at dirty mags of women and just genrally kicking around...we were all bored and decided to go outside and just hang out for a while.
There was nothing to do no one around till my mate Gary's girlfriend suddenly walked towards us. The day before she had long Blonde hair and I roared with laughter as I saw it was short now, frazzled and brown. She screamed at me, some abuse or other and ran off telling Gary he could stuff himself or something, I didn't hear I was laughing to hard. Something about a hairdresser ruinning her hair or something....
As she ran off I looked at Gary to see if he was laughing, he wasn't. He bent down and picked up a huge chunk of concrete and looked at me as if he was going to kill me.
He lunged towards me...I took off as fast as I could.I dont know what happened to my other mate, he just took off. I ran and ran never looking back with my heart beating so hard and fast that I felt it would burst outta my chest. I saw a bus shelter ahead of me and thought as I couldn't hear his steps behind me that I had shaken Gary off. I decided to run around the back of it and hide from him there.
I ran behind it and calmed down taking deep breaths and to my relief-Gary and his lump of concrete were no-where to be seen. I bent forward and grabbed my calf muscles and gave them a squeeze as they were cramping up. A chill wen't down my back as I froze when I heared Gary's voice say. "You lost me my fuck, your gonna pay" I closed my eyes as I was sure he would hit me with the concrete but he didn't. I felt his hands carress my ass and I was tottaly confused. Gary then said softly "Your gonna have to make it up to me..." Anything Gaz, I'm sorry" I mumbled. He said "Turn around then and face me like a man" Oh god I thought, he's gonna puch me...He didn't, he pulled his trousers down and lunged at me grabbing my neck and pushing me to the floor on my knees...I looked up at him in total shock and my mouth was open in surprise...he shoved his full wide cock in my mouth...
I didn't know what to do? "Suck it" He growled.
I was like a robot, I just did what I was told. It was all sweaty and salty but I didn't want to annoy him further, everyone was aware of his bad temper and never dared provoke him.
His cock quickly got huge and hard as I sucked away. I was shocked at first and then realised that I liked the feel and taste of dick in my mouth. I found it satisfying and sucked harder and harder. I realised I was getting off on it as much as Gary was, I got hard too.
I reached around him and grabbed his taught white ass and pumped him and his tasty dick harder and harder in to my mouth and down my throat. I didn't plan to do this it was instictual. I heared him moan with pleasure and I dug my nails in to his firm clentched butt checks..
Gary pushed my shoulders back and I toppled on to the floor startled and looking up at him and his huge great hard dick.
"Take down your pants and roll over" he said smilling I just starred back up at him and he leaned down on top of me and did it for me. He rolled me on to my face with his full weight on top of me and whispered in my ear. "I need to punish you a little more to make up for loosing me my fuck" He kissed the back of my neck and it was fantastic. I moaned telling him not to stop...
He suddenly reached down and spread my ass cheecks wide, he pushed his great cock up my virgin ass opening me up and making my gasp with pleasure. He hammered his cock in deeper and deeper, It felt good as he grinded. My cock was getting stimulated by the ground and I was being ridden deep by Gary...I could feel my ass stretch and the pleasure was immense.
I jerked and came, Gary laughed and said he was going to fill my ass any second...
He rammed me harder and faster, I became alarmed that my ass would split but at the same time it felt so good when suddenly after what felt like the longest time he grunted and came squirting hot cum all up inside me. He laid on my back for a bit and then said, "Suck my dick and clean me up then" He stood up and with my sore but happy ass I got to my knees and gobbled his cock and balls licking and slurping.
"You know your gonna have to do this twice a day till I find another chick to fuck don't ya" He laughed . Your ass is mine till then, Oh and I may bring a buddy, he could do with some ass too. suck harder he commanded"
"Don't rush to find a chick on my account" I thought enjoying his salty great dick and hopping silently to myself that he would bring his friend next time too!
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Erotic Tales-Xmas Special

2005-12-20T05:29:00.000-08:00

This will be your last Erotic Tale untill after the hollidays-when we will be back with more hot, steamy Erotic Tales to thrill and excite you!

MY XMAS CRACKER!!!

I wen't out with my mate to get absoulutly slaughtered on xmas eve.. (Lets just say we had more than a beer or two.lol) Both drunk, we headed back to his flat. He virtually fell in through the front door and headed toward his bedroom without a word to me. "Hey mate, where shall I sleep?" I shouted. He mumbled that I should take his siters room as she was away.
I opened the bedroom door and reached for the light switch, i flicked it on and off-nothing. I stripped off and felt my way in the dark to the bed. I flopped down and pulled the quilt over myself before realising there was a warm body in the bed laying next to me! I froze, then I heard his sister giggle "It's alright, your drunk and so am I, you can stay here she whispered. She snuggled her hot breast's into my back and I could feel her warm breathe on my neck. I was too startled to be aroused at that point but it felt good all the same. I laid there motionless feeling awkward and afraid to move. She seemed to be amused by the whole mix up and kept giggling and saying, "You two are wasted "
She suddenly started to kiss me and her hands wandered slowly down to my now stiff dick. She began to stroke my shaft up and down...I asked her if she was drunk, she mumbled she wasn't as she smothred me in passionate kisses and licks. I didn't even think about it I turned round and wen't to grab her tits. She had I could feel a bra and panties on, well they would have to go wouldn't they?lol I suddenlt felt very sober and horny.
I slid the bra down over her shoulders and felt her shudder as she moaned with pleasure. She suddenly laid me down flat on my back pinning me down with her full weight. She decided she was in control!
She kissed my body all the way down to my feet, I lay there excighted as she headed back up, I hoped I was gonna get blown!
She didn't take my dick in her mouth, instead she wrapped her breast either side of my cock and began to give me a hot tit wank! I'd never had one before, I have to say, her large hot fleshy orbs engulfing my hard cock was an erotic change!
She suddenly stopped and wrapped her hot mouth around my cock and sucked for all she was worth. It felt like she was going to swallow my whole cock.She sensed I was getting ready to blow so stopped and hovered her pussy over my mouth and demanded I lick her out.
She tasted good, I was getting into sucking and licking her juicy folds when she suddenly moved and slid her pussy over my hard shaft. We banged away like athletes when she suddenly got off me, and whispered, don't forget my ass. I had never given anal, I had never met a woman who would let me. I was so excighted I nearly came right there and then.
She seemed to know, and prevented this by grabbing my cock hard and squeezing which stopped me coming.
She shuffled over in the dark then I felt her guide my over excighted cock into her hole. I felt my swollen helmet push it's way down into her tight anus and boy what a feeling!
Her ass held me tight and I just stayed there motionless for a while enjoying the sensation and composing myself. After all this girl wanted a hard heavy ass ramming, I couldnt cum to quickly and dissapoint the lady now could I?
I grabbed a hold of her full womanly curves and began to slowly pump in and out to her squeals of pleasure. I was about to cum and she shouted, "Pull out and cum on my back"
I obliged and could feel a hot sticky trail all over her back. I flopped down exhausted on my back expecting her to do the same....
I felt her hot wet mouth again all over my cock and...we just carried on.
Over and over, pussy and anal..mixed with the odd tit wank-I was in heaven.
There was suddenly a knock at the door, I froze as I had quite forgotten the outside world and I was rudely reminded of it whilst I had my stiff cock rammed right up a hot chicks ass.
"Mate, you'll never believe this, it's Boxing Day, we've slept right through Xmas" My mate laughed.
"CUMING" I said as I pumped her ass harder...

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How I got her to agree...Anal trade off

2005-12-16T15:12:00.000-08:00

My hot new girlfriend refused point blank to have anal. She refused thinking it would be too painful. I don’t think all men would have done what I did to persuade her butt…It made her change her mind….
“It’s bound to hurt” she protested. “How would you like a stiffy rammed up your hole?”
She wasn’t suggesting anything by saying this but…it gave me an idea!
On my way over to see her the next evening, I stopped off at my favourite store-the sex store. I had bought a special package, just for her.
I bought a huge thick 8 inch strap on dildo and some lube. She was stunned when I made her unwrap it. “Do me first, and then you decide if you want to try it “ I said to her excitedly and proud of myself for having the idea.
She was stunned and muttered in low tones…”Your not gay are you?”
I assured her that I was not and promised her I loved pussy, I also admitted to feeling turned on at the idea of being the passive one, and exploring my anal fixation. I have to admit to you privately…I quite liked the idea of having a big black dildo rammed up my ass.

She got naked and fiddled around trying to strap it to herself. I got bare assed and lubed my but with my fingers, striking the slippery lub deep up my ass. My dick got stiff as I stimulated my own ass, I couldn’t wait for her to get the dildo up me now.

I looked at her with her huge black fake dildo erection kissed her and then bent over the bedside table. She got behind me and touched my ass with the tip of the dildo, it felt cold, hard and huge.
As much as I was excited, I suddenly got scarred that perhaps this huge phallus wouldn’t fir up my ass?
With a swivel of her hips, before I could change my mind, my girlfriend slide the huge dildo right up my hole. I let out a moan as I felt it penetrate….
It felt tight and huge and hard and like it was stretching my ass to breaking point butt, I liked it.
It was slightly painful, but ‘nice pain’. I closed my eyes and enjoyed each thrust as my but spasmed in anal pleasure.
My ass must be super sensitive…I loved it and screamed at her to fuck me harder.
I grabbed my dick and began to wank myself, my girlfriend got into it and rammed me harder and harder…my ass was convulsing with pleasure until finally a huge jet of spunk shot out all over the place. As this happened, my surprised girlfriend slowed to a shocked stop. I really did enjoy getting butt fucked by her. It wasn’t homo erotic, it was just being submissive to a hot babe.
Was that really that good she said to me kissing my back?
Yes, better than I had ever imagined, I told her.
Well she said getting on her knees to blow me. Lets get you hard and then you can do me…just be gentle. I said I was shagged and begged her to leave it till later. She was livid. No asshole, I want it now she said bending over and spreading her checks.
“Please she said, give it to me?”
I smiled to myself, first she refused point blank, my plan worked she was now begging for it….I gave her anal alright.lol

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Erotic Tales-Brake In

2005-12-10T06:32:00.000-08:00

BREAK IN

She presented herself as ordered, wearing her favorite black open-cup lacey bra
with an attached padlocked collar, His favorite black thong, and a heavy
dose of black lipstick. she knelt before the open doorway of their
soundproofed playroom, her knees spread wide, her wrists crossed (and, in
her imagination, secured together with an invisible rope) against her lower
vertebrae, her head bowed with her lengthy black hair obscuring any clear
vision she might otherwise have.

"Stand and enter."

Without moving her wrists from their "secured" position behind her, she
clamored to her feet, keeping her head bowed as she made her way toward the
sound of her Master's voice. Once His feet were within view, she stopped,
and knelt again before Him.

He walked away from her. Part of her mind was disappointed, thinking that
perhaps she had done something wrong; He rarely ever walked away from her
unless she had been commanded to remain in a particular position or was
bound to an immovable object. Still, her heart soared, for He would not
have commanded her to appear in their sacred place - especially dressed in
this manner - unless He truly wanted (desired? needed?) her presence.

She heard the door close, seal, and lock. This was not uncommon, even if
He intended to only play lightly. Still, the sounds from the door held a
"finality" to them, signaling that she could not leave again no matter
what.

She chastised herself for that thought, reminding herself of the safeword
she had selected several years before. Only once had she ever used it,
when she recognized the scent of alcohol on His breath. she always gave
her body and her love to Him willingly in equal measures, but that night
she made her body untouchable due to her love for Him, that the drink would
not cause Him to inadvertently harm her beyond their long-held agreement.

His feet reappearing within her limited range of view brought her back to
her present situation. From the cool caresses down her back and jostling
her hair just slightly, she was kneeling almost directly underneath one of
the air conditioning vents. Especially in the intense Phoenix summer, the
cool wafts of air felt wonderful, sensual.

Surprisingly, He knelt before her, something He almost never did.
Instinctively, she spread her knees even further apart in case He wished
access to her most private of places. Only He had ever touched her there,
and a heartbeat later, He touched her there once again.

"You have been extremely wonderful these past few weeks," He praised her,
whispering as His free hand maneuvered her hair aside so He could gaze deep
into her eyes, His other hand maneuvering aside the front of her thong to
stroke her womanhood directly. "While life at work has been extremely
stressful for Me lately with the merger preparations, you have been a
sweet, relaxing, calm presence in My life."

"Thank you, Master," she whispered, her eyes held captive by His gaze as
her heart soared at His kind words. "I only wished to ensure your
happiness, Sir."

His smile caused her soaring heart to melt. The sudden entry of a pair of
fingers into her body caused her to gasp softly, yet her eyes never broke
the gaze. Seconds later, the digits were removed and raised to her lips to
be cleaned by her expert tongue.

"I want to thank you by breaking in the new equipment that arrived
yesterday," He announced. His smile mirrored hers. "you deserve it after
being so sweet and considerate of My needs over the past few weeks."

"Thank you, Sir," she whispered.

"But first, I want you to masturbate for Me while I set up the new equipment."

"As you wish, Master."

She lay on her back on the floor, knowing this was the position her Master
preferred for her when she pleasured herself for Him. Both her hands
instantly slipped inside the thong to begin compliance with His command.
she kept her eyes upon Him initially, admiring His typical all-black formal
attire until He finally stood and moved out of her field of vision.

The sparks emanating from her core began to leap further, spreading
throughout her small frame. her breath came faster, her lips emitted soft
sounds, her fingers danced beautifully across her clitoris.

"Sir, may i cum?"

"Yes, as much as you'd like."

Her hands launched into full-assault mode, never slowing through the
onslaught of orgasms which wracked her senses and flooded the carpet. As
she cried out again and again and again, her own voice felt like a distant
memory, real yet fleeting. her body felt as if it was being swept away in
an overflowing river of sexuality, breathtaking fireworks exploding on the
inside of her eyelids, her heart pounding so hard and fast that it
threatened to explode.

"So beautiful. So slutty."

The words barely registered, as they were spoken in the midst of yet
another orgasm. As that wave of pleasure began to recede, she felt Him
straddling her, His legs against her sides, pinning her wrists to either
side of her head. When at last she could open her eyes, she looked through
sex-glazed eyes up at His sweet smile. "I never knew my wife could be such
a brazen whore," He noted aloud. Her clitoris throbbed again at the "W" word.

He bent down to kiss her, and her mouth attacked His with extreme
viciousness. she struggled, wanting desperately to wrap her arms around
her husband and Master, yet His hold on her wrists was firm. As the kiss
continued, He slowly moved His legs backward, slipped them between hers,
and rested His crotch above hers. His manhood was already long and solid
inside His black trousers, and her hips instantly reacted to Him. If not
for the copious amount of fluids continuing to emerge from her, this would
be dry humping at its finest as He teased her nicely.

Instead, she was a bit embarrassed, since her wetness would be all over Him
when He finally lifted Himself from her. Still, she wrapped her legs
tightly around His waist, squealing into His mouth with each long stroke
back and forth across her womanhood.

He sat back, releasing her wrists and extricating Himself from the vice
grip of her legs. her eyes opened once more, and she began to giggle at
the sight of His blackened lips. Obviously aware of the spectacle He
presented, His laughter joined hers as He drew her close for a hug, then
helped her to stand on her shaky legs.

"Remember the game of Assassins from our first year in college?" she asked.
"i just killed you with The Kiss of Death."

He smiled again, obviously remembering the game. "If anyone must kill Me,
I would hope it would be you. But now, on with the show."

He turned her around, and she saw the new equipment, which He named the
Body-stocks. Instead of securing one's head and wrists in the stocks, this
version was taller and a bit thicker with two small holes for the wrists
and a larger hole lower on the device for the torso. A heavy chain wound
through the pair of holes near the base of the Body-stocks.

"Are you ready?" she could only nod her assent as her eyes drank in the
sight of the device, her mind reeling with questions: Would He drive her
insane with pleasure? Would He tease her mercilessly, then leave her to
stew in her own lust for hours? Would He cause her body to convulse with
pain?

She soon stood facing the back of the Body-stocks. As her fingertips
glided along the nicely-polished oak wood, she could hear her Master
opening one of the drawers in a dresser along the wall behind her. When He
returned, He knelt behind her and affixed a pair of cuffs to her, using
small padlocks to ensure they remained snug around her ankles. The snaps
at the end of the heavy chain were attached to the D-rings of the wide
leather cuffs, giving her only a few inches of maneuverability.

Slowly, He licked and nibbled His way up the slave's legs, His hands
stroking the insides of her thighs. Strategically ignoring the juncture of
legs with torso, He continued working up her back, licking along her spine,
until He stood behind her. Pressing Himself against her, she could feel
the hardness trying to press between her lower cheeks, and could also feel
the wetness she had deposited there earlier. Fortunately, He did not seem
to mind that His clothing was now "dirtied" because of her.

Then again, if He did indeed mind, He would take it out on her body once
she was secured in the new device and unable to escape the punishment.

After briefly cupping a breast and squeezing gently, He moved to the right
side of the Body-stocks. Removing the lower padlock, He opened the device.
Without needing to be commanded, she leaned forward, resting her stomach on
the dip in the wood. Seconds later, the device was closed and padlocked,
leaving her leaning forward somewhat awkwardly. Wearing the open-cup bra,
she was quite aware of her breasts hanging beneath her; wearing the thong,
she felt quite exposed despite the scant garment.

She felt the vibrations through the wood as the top part of the device was
opened. Carefully, slowly, He helped her to bring her arms back above her
head, then threaded each forearm into place before closing and locking the
Body-stocks. Hearing Him step away again, she took the opportunity to
attempt to bring her arms forward. In this position, if she so wanted, she
could probably squeeze her wrists through the small holes. However, He
quickly returned with and applied another pair of thick leather cuffs, also
secured with padlocks and connected by a short and even heavier chain.
With the thickness of these wrist cuffs, she had no chance to slip her
wrists through the small holes.

Then again, she did not want to escape.

"How do you feel?"

Taking a quick mental assessment of her situation, she felt the wetness
growing again between her legs. Confinement of any kind seemed to excite
her no matter what the situation. That this was a brand-new piece of
equipment thrilled her even more. However, she quickly noted that she
would need to work to keep her head raised, or else blood would pool into
her head and probably cause her some dizziness.

"I feel wonderful, Sir."

"Good. you look wonderful, as well."

Standing behind her, He could not see her smile at the compliment. she
wiggled her rear at Him, knowing He would appreciate the gesture. Then she
simply waited, listening as He moved around the play room.

When He at last returned to her, He knelt before her, nipple clamps in
hand. Gently, He sucked at her left nipple, tugged at it with His teeth,
enticed it to lengthen and harden, then tortured it with a clamp. her soft
sighs of pleasure instantly changed to a loud groan of pain. she winced as
the clamp was tightened to ensure it would not come off before He wanted it
to come off. Then the same agonizing treatment was awarded to the right
nipple.

"Don't go away." With a soft laugh, He rose and left the play room,
leaving her alone. From her lengthy training, she closed her eyes and
performed her breathing exercises, helping her to internalize the pain in
her nipples and also to pass the time in His absence. Yet it was almost
impossible to remain still, causing her breasts - and, ultimately, the
clamps - to sway slightly beneath her. Now she understood why she had been
ordered to wear the open-cup bra for this play session.

Opening her eyes once more, she looked down at the twin mounds falling away
from her, noting how they and the clamps oscillated. The position she was
in was beginning to become uncomfortable, and she found herself wiggling as
best as she could, the movements of the clamps sending small shock waves up
her feminine orbs and down her spine to her core, where additional wetness
was created and overflowed her body's ability to contain it, leaving
trickles of desire meandering down each leg. Yet she was also aware of the
intense discomfort - of her body's awkward position in general, and of the
vice-like confinement of her sensitive nipples in particular. The chains
rattled slightly as she fidgeted, trying to find the most "comfortable"
discomfort possible in her predicament.

The door to the play room remained open. At any time, she could call out
for her Master, and knew that He would come running to her side instantly.
But if she called for Him indiscriminately, her punishment would be
extremely severe - a lesson she had learned all too well once before. So
she suffered alone, trying to set her mind adrift, envisioning more
pleasurable scenarios.

...yet each scenario involved a similar predicament. Only the location
changed.

Then she thought of her current situation, and tried to anticipate what
would happen next. she envisioned Him returning to the play room, wearing
only a smile as He closed, sealed, and locked the door to again soundproof
the room. The flow of desire intensified, creating new streaks down her
thighs as she imagined her Master positioning Himself behind her, quickly
impaling her, and savagely taking her with all the care of a sadistic
rapist. The vision in her mind was so vivid that she could hear her
imagined screams, feel the imagined tears falling from her eyes and
plummeting to the floor. As best as it could, her body moved of its own
accord, mimicking the events playing out in her head, a solo version of the
ages-old primal dance.

"Such a horny, wanton bitch."

Raising her head and looking through the many strands of her lengthy hair,
she could see Him standing just inside the play room. Wearing only a
smile, He closed, sealed, and locked the door, reinstating the soundproof
nature of their private hideaway. His cock was already long and hard,
ready to sweetly pummel her body from the inside.

That was exactly what she needed most. "Please, Master, use Your slave."

"I will, she-who-wishes-to-be-used," He noted aloud, His delight audible in
His voice as He moved toward the willing captive.

Practically without warning, His hands were in her hair, yanking her down
onto his extensive manhood, poking at her throat on the initial penetration
and holding still deep inside her. she tried to scream around the oral
invader, the vibrations of her sounds causing Him to shudder and gasp aloud
and bringing forth several drops of lubrication from Him. The act was so
sudden that she panicked, fighting fiercely in her awkward confinement as
His fists tightened painfully in her hair, her constant movements torturing
her breasts and nipples while the Body-stocks began to bruise her waist and
forearms, her lips spreading their paint around the base of the thick
assailant. The tears were no longer imagined; they were very real, induced
by a panic she had not known for months in His usually-gentle dominance of
her mind and her body.

Just as suddenly, He was gone from her sight, leaving her sputtering and
whimpering with relief.

Just as suddenly, He was behind her, once again introducing her lower
cheeks to the heavy oak paddle and causing new pained sounds to spew forth
from her lips.

With each strike of the paddle, she lurched forward as much as the
Body-stocks would allow, the chains at her wrists and ankles rattling, the
clamps upon her nipples shaking fiercely to create two additional sources
of pain. her mind was so overwhelmed that she entered that thick haze she
knew so well, her body's method of protecting her from the full gamut of
powerful sensations that would otherwise threaten to render her unconscious
due to overstimulation. The soft lining of the cuffs, the harsh scraping
of the Body-stocks, the clamps' jiggling adherence to the law of gravity,
the painful impacts of the paddle, the embarrassing feeling of the liquid
love pouring forth from her, the sound of her own cries overpowering
virtually every other sound in the play room - it was all muted by that
haze, that wonderful, sensual, protective haze.

Yet she felt that this was where she truly belonged, that this was what she
was meant to do with her life, that this was the One to whom she could hand
her heart on a silver platter and know that it would be safer than even the
Crown Jewels.

Then, her mind unable to comprehend even through the haze, she floated on a
cloud. Time lost all meaning. All she could feel was an intense heat,
both around her and within her. her soul was bared for all to see.

...and suddenly, she melted. An intense climax shoved away the haze with
the force of a typhoon wind blowing a piece of cardboard across a virgin
landscape. Pain mostly receded as a throbbing hardness withdrew from her
and then pierced her elsewhere, fingernails digging into the flesh of her
hips as her tightest opening was forced to spread wide to accommodate Him.

Her final virgin landscape was no longer virgin. Her screams and her tears
were the proof of the final barricade's decimation.

Her screams turned to cries as her Master held still inside her, riding her
as a finger plucked her clitoris like an virtuoso violinist. His fingers
never slowed, never relaxed, never allowed her a moment of rest - she was
an instrument, singing beautifully as He played her, enjoying her sweet
music.

Then, she felt him expand and release his seed into her. His essence
poured into her small body, threatening to fill her full until the excess
spilled out through her ears. Still she sang for Him, unable to do
anything else - barely even able to breathe.

At last, the outrageous assault ceased. He left her, walking slowly and
shakily to the door, unlocking, unsealing, and opening it so that He could
leave her. Slowly, her body calmed itself, yet she could feel the tidal
surges continue for what seemed like hours. Salty rain departed her body
to dampen the floor, while sweeter liquids coursed down her legs. Unable
to swallow due to her dry throat, what little saliva she could muster
dribbled forth from her lips. The heaving of her chest jostled the nipple
clamps and sent painfully erotic shock waves up her breasts and down her
spine to her core, where additional wetness was created and overflowed her
body's ability to contain it. Even her hair felt ablaze with gratification
as it hung from her in long unkempt strands.

Four days later, as they enjoyed a hot bubble bath together, the bruises on
her waist and forearms were still visible, but fading. her nipples were
still too sensitive to allow her to wear a bra - or anything else above her
waist - without discomfort. Yet it was worthwhile in the end, as it had
been a perfect way to break in the new equipment.

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Nonentity of a Slave-Erotic Tales

2005-12-06T15:32:00.000-08:00

Bright electric light made Nolan to come back to the reality. He turned his head to the light source and saw a slim woman's shadowgraph.
- Get up you, poor nonentity; you're risking to frost your balls!
Nolan got up... A delicate hand in red latex glove flashed near his face. Nolan knelt and touched his cheek burning after her slap.
- I didn't say that you can get up whole-length! You forgot that slaves have to kneel their mistress, didn't you? It seems that I haven't train you too long.
He knelt still, being afraid to undeceive, harking the sound of her steps retreating away...
- My dog subjects to training much better than you, bonehead. Come to me creepingly, slave!
Nolan opened his eyes and came closer to Diana's feet. She pushed him off an armchair she was sitting in and put her foot on his chest.
- I'm tired. Massage my feet.
- Yes, my Mistress.
Nolan nodded and began to caress her feet with his lips kissing every finger.
- Oh, I've almost forgot... I had bought a new toy for you.
- Thank you, Mistress... - murmured Nolan.
- It's a real pleasure for me to give presents to my obedient slaves sometimes.
- You're to kind and bountiful to your slave, my Mistress...
- I know but I couldn't do anything! I was very impressed when I saw this wonderful spank and I thought that it would be a real pleasure for me to spank your ass with this great spank tool. I've tested it on my own hand, I spanked it a little to imagine what you would feel if I spank you using it. Are you listening me?
- Of course, Mistress.
- Ha-ha-ha-ha! You`re an idiot! I have no time to have silly talks with you. You'll test it on your own ass!
Diana got up and pushed Nolan with her foot away.
- You're relaxed too much! Maybe I should talk with you about high society news?
She pushed him and Nolan fell on his back.
- Oh, no, my Mistress...
- Shut up!
Diana stood above him and waffing with a spank before his face. Her eyes burned with a cold dark blue flame. She looked at his dick and mischievously smiled.
- Don't you like my new toy?
- I like it, Mistress.
- Then why your cock is not hard for it?
She trampled his cock and pressed on it.
- It looks like I have to buy a new slave. You're an impotent.
- Please, don`t do that, my Mistress. It will become hard soon...
- Really? I'm waiting...
Nolan closed his eyes trying to pull together. He was thinking about wet Diana's pussy, which he would have an opportunity to lick if he obey all her orders and felt the heat in his cock...
- Jerk it off! I want to see your cock hard but not a softened, poor flesh!
Nolan took his dick and began to jerk it off. He tried to concentrate on the dream about her wonderful, damp pussy but Diana's severe sight prevented his dreams. "If you would smile to me once..."
- I'm sorry, my Mistress... It's too cold here...
A spiteful grimace deformed her beautiful face.
- Are you frozen? I'll make you very hot soon.
The first spanking impact came on his stomach and Nolan convolved in pain. Diana sat down on his chest and brought her hand with a spank tool above his face.
- Obedient slaves are usually spanked on their asses. Do you know how I treat my disobedient slaves?
- No, Mistress...
They're severely punished for disobedience and for their refusal to serve estimably to their Mistress.
Diana got up and silently stood above him with a spank in her hand. She stood on the glass table with her legs placed widely apart and looked somewhere afar. Nolan knew that she was somewhere outside the tower that moment and she was thinking about someone but not about her slave... But he thought about her... Laying on his back, he looked on the red piece of material which was hiding the desired flesh from his eyes... He became the slave of her beauty, of her body; he wanted her but was afraid of she will laugh about his wish and this fear forced him to kneel before her. Her breast raised and fell, foretelling about the storm... She will beat him severely, leading him and herself up to the depletion, but after that he will be recompensed... and the pain will become sweet...

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Be careful what you wish for...a cautionary erotic tale

2005-12-05T11:40:00.000-08:00

I was pretty fed up with the female species...sick of being blown out and or turned down by them. I met this one girl at a bar a few nights ago and she seemed well up for it. She giggled and flirted and I bought her drinks all night, that means she owes me some right? Wrong!
Women got all the power these days, I envy them. They can get as much sex as they want and when they want and well guys, well we have to earn it. That was my opinion a while back before I had the strangest sexual encounter of my life which would change my mind forever....

I was fed up and needed to get away. I booked a cheap holiday in Eastern Europe where I hoped the girls would be-more amenable shall we say. I had hoped to get there, flash a bit of cash and well get me some. I had never really considered being nicer to women, respecting them or treating them as an equal... Never mind satisfying them sexually!I was a real ass-hole back then. I was bored and trailed round the red light district seeing no-one who took my fancy. The street was lined with little cafes and strange shops and wall to wall prostitutes. I had fully intended to vist with one of these ladies of the night but now I was actually faced with the prospect...part of me felt angry at having to pay for it!!!

No I wouldn't pay, I would get me some free I resolved. I would go to a club find some desperate drunken babe and get me some that way. If I had known then what I know now....lets just say I'm ashamed of myself for even thinking that way.

I spotted this little weird shop, it kinda looked like a medieval apothcary. As I walked past the window a little sign marked 'guaranteed to get you love' hand written on a little bottle caught my eye.

I went in side half in a daze. A very old guy sat behind an even older counter crushing herbs with a pestle and mortar. He smiled as I walked in. "Can I help you sir?" He grinned.

"What's this crap" I said petulantly, mocking him rudely.
"Ah, that sir is very special, buy some of this and rub it on your face after shaving, it will drive your wife mad with desire".
"Oh I don't have one of them" I laughed.
" Well sir, I have something very special here that will atract a mate for you very quickly"
I frowned, don't wan't a wife, don't really want a girlfriend either!"
"I'm sorry sir" The old guy said frowning. "Then why are you looking at the love potions and eleixirs?"
"Well...I just wondered if you had anything that would help to get me some..." I didn't finish my sentence as I suddenly fely embarrassed.
"Get you some? I'm sorry Sir I don't understand?"
"Oh I see Sir, I follow you now!"
I must have blushed, because he said " Don't be embarrassed sir, we are both men of the world...You are in the right area for some very discreet company. If you go out of here and turn..."
"No, I'm not paying for it" I screeched annoyed. I started to head for the door.
I felt someone touch my arm and swung round.
"I am understanding you now sir, don't leave so hastily".He said patting my arm. I have something 'special in the back for my special case such as your good self"
" I laughed defiantly and carried on heading toward the door shaking my head at the folish old git.
"If you leave, you will loose your only chance of getting every sexual wish you have ever had, for free, on tap and with no strings attatched. Your chance of sexual gratification from another soul, whenever and where ever you demand it. They will never resist you, no matter what. You will be able to do what ever you wish with them" I stopped walking, it sounded perfect but he was probaly just trying to con me out of a few bucks.
I turned and faced him sneering " What is it then, something you put in a woman's drink then" I laughed but I have to admit to being half interested at least.
"No sir" he said with a smile." That would be illegal"
"Come in the back and I will explain"
He ushered my past a heavy old dusty curtain and into a dark room at the back of the shop where he busily set about opening draws and scuttling about searching for something.
"Ok old man, how much is this going to cost" I suddenly momentarily panicked as I thought he might rob me.
"Oh sir, for a special customer such as yourself-Nothing"
I frowned and shock my head in disbelief.
"No really sir, it will be my pleasure to see you get what you desire, it is on the house, if I can find it. It is people magic sir, you must be very careful how you use it and follow my instruction-carefully".
"Yer I bet" I sniggered. "Ah I have it sir" he said handng me something that looked not unlike a stock cube.
"Take this with my blessings and go back to your hotel. Please sir listen to me carefully this is very important" I laughed and rolled my eyes rudely.
He just ignored me and continued.
"Sit peacefully alone and then place this under your tongue. Think only thoughts about exactly what it is that you desire. Keep very focused and wish and will it to come to you" He handed me the stock cube.
"Oh yer right, that'll work. I jeered "How much? I demanded.
"On the house sir, I insist"
"I was unsure of how to react although the logical side of me told me it was a complete crock, a very small part of me half believed him and was slightly aroused and excited at the prospect.
I shoved it in my pocket mumbling about mumbo jumbo and how it was all crap and ungraciously left his store without a thank you.
I walked a while heading back to my hotel and saw the hottest blonde with a butt you could cook eggs on heading in to a coffee shop alone. I don't know what I was thinking but I just followed her in. She sat down, looked up at me and smiled. I'm in there I thought.
We exchanged a few smiles, she was young and pretty, not like some of the old hags that lined the streets.
She was worth a few bucks I decided. She looked at at me and smiled again so I took this to be my que. I approached her and asked her how much for sex?
She leered at my horrified and snapped she was not for sale, grabbed her bag and fled.
'Silly cow' I thought as I headed back sulking to my hotel room.
I say down in a huff on the bed and remembered the stoke cube voodoo in my pocket. I took it out and and laughed at myself.
Wouldn't it easier to treat a woman well to get a date and a shag? No fuck it I'll eat the position or whatever it is and take my chances. What's the worst that could happen? Nothing, it wouldn't work is all. I put in my mouth, funnily enough it tasted good. I tried to do what the old guy said and focus on what I wanted sexually. I couldn't get it out of my mind just how angry I felt at chicks and how they had all the power and how they weren't giving me any...

Suddenly I saw a blurry figure in front of me, I felt my dick being lightly stroked so I stretched out my hands and grabbed soft big breasts. I expected to hear a woman complaining but no. I thought to myself that it must have been one of the women that I had approached earlier. They must have been secretly up for it and followed me back. The light was dim so I couldn't make out which one it was and not a word was spoken. I laughed to myself and reached out and shuved my hand deep down her pants and into her wet pussy. She didn't complain, she just grabbed my dick and gave me the best hand job I have ever had, she seemed to know exactly what I liked.. as I fondled her tits, came and fell asleep smuggly.
When I woke I didn't open my eyes I just felt her warm tits and fondled them some more...Pinching the nipples, When I had a strange sensation...
I opened my eyes and let out a squeal that really wasn't very manly of me.
I realized the tits I was groping were attatched to me, that damn potion had made me grow tits and oh my god what the hell was that on the bed?
I mean, I know when I took the potion I had envied women but I had never expected to grow tits or...the sickening sensation that crept over me at that moment was something I will never forget as I stuck my hands down my pants and realized...my dick had dropped off and I had spent the nght having sex with myself! I would finally get to experience being a woman....I had gotten my misguided wish and my hot sexual encounter had been with somene who would never say no to me, never refuse or deny me anything ...myself!!!

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Back Rider-From Erotic Tales

2005-12-04T04:52:00.000-08:00

THE BEST BACKRIDE

It had been a great day. Warm, dry and the traffic had been light.
I had been riding for some seven hours now, but wasn't yet tired. The
sun had just started to draw the evening curtains, and there was a
faint hint of rain on the cooling twilight air. I was cruising along a
quiet back road in Sussex on my BMW K100.

I have been riding bikes since I was 16, that's 24 years now. I
have always liked biking, and will do it for as long as I can. I'm not
a flash rider. My bike is silver and standard; and I wear jeans and a
black leather jacket. I like wearing jeans, they are comfortable and
offer a little more protection than trousers.

I was doing about 50 when I saw across the hedge a Day-Glow lemon
top and black trousers. Quick check, no speed O.K. as I'm outside the
limit, still be careful! After rounding a couple of bends the road
straightened out and I could see the figure some way ahead. I was
wrong, it wasn't the law, just some youngster in a fluorescent top and
black track suit trousers. He was hitching as far as I could tell from
this distance, but I don't pick up hitch-hikers. Still I was in a good
mood as the day had been good; and he was miles from anywhere on a
road with little traffic and he couldn't cause me much trouble on the
back really. I slowed down and pulled up alongside him.

Hewas about 18 I assume, but it was difficult to tell. Dark hair
and deep brown eyes. He was about five feet eight and had an athletic
build.

"Can I give you a lift, there's a spare helmet in the back box."

"Thanks very much mate."

"Where are you going?"

"About twelve miles along this road, well I live just a bit off
but if you drop me at the turning I can walk from there."

"That's O.K. I'll go all the way."

"Good, that would be super."

"Have you ever back-ridden before?"

"No, well not on one of these."

"Well just hold on tight and stick close behind me. Don't try to
stay upright when I lean the bike, now climb up and when we are near
your turning tap me on the left or right shoulder and I will take the
next left or right turn."

"O.K. you're the gov."

He climbed up and slid himself forward till he was close behind
me. Instead of holding the seat he put his arms round my waist; obvi-
ously not been a back-rider before. We started off, and gathered
speed. There are some people who find the vibration and motion of a
big bike rather stimulating, perhaps that's why I like bikes, all that
power throbbing between my thighs. I think it must have affected him,
as he pressed harder into my back, and I was sure I could feel quite a
hard bulge pressing against my rear. A few more miles and I felt his
hands slip down from my waist to my hips, then slowly he moved his
hands down onto my cock. The inevitable happened and my cock began to
stir and rise. He didn't take his hand away, but cupped my swelling
bulge. Suddenly I felt a tap on my left shoulder so I regained concen-
tration, slowed and turned left up a little lane. I saw a cottage in
the distance on the right and then felt a tap on my right shoulder. I
slowed and stopped at the entrance to the drive of the cottage. He
slid off the back and removed the helmet. He stood next to me and
asked "Would you like a coffee or something before you go. I'd like to
thank you. There's nobody in, my parents are on holiday."

It was a bit chilly and I hadn't had a drink since lunch. I looked
at him, and the thrusting bulge in his tracksuit. Why not.

"That would be great," I replied. I parked the bike and went in
after him.

"Here, let me take your jacket. I've put the coffee on, I'm just
going to get out of these trousers, the damp has got in them. Make
yourself at home. By the way my name is Wayne."

"Thanks, I'm Nick." I watched as that tight little arse walked out
of the room. Don't be silly, he would never go for someone my age; and
anyway he had done nothing since we stopped to indicate he wanted any-
thing like that; just my imagination.

I heard a door click in the kitchen and the rattle of cups. A
minute or two later Wayne came in with two cups of coffee, and very
little else. Gone was his tee-shirt and trainers. Gone were the track-
suit trousers. He was wearing a pair of white shorts. At first I
thought they were boxers, cut high in the legs, but no they were run-
ning shorts; and the way things hung and moved I could see there was
nothing underneath but flesh.

He handed me a cup and said "Sugar is on the table."

He went across to a low table and bent down to put sugar in his
coffee. The material pulled tight across his cheeks, showing how
round, firm and neat it was. I could have grabbed it right then but,
wow Nick!, don't be silly. I got my sugar and we stood drinking and
making small talk. He was just 16 it turned out. He'd been out walking
and was on his way home when I came across him. His parents we away in
Paris for a long weekend and so he was looking after himself for five
days. So far he had been O.K. but there were still three days to go.

I turned to put my cup on the fire surround, Wayne had finished
his. Suddenly I felt his arms slip round me again. "I enjoyed back-
riding with you. I felt very exhilarated. How did you feel?"

I turned and looked at him, he had a mischievous look in his eyes.
"Well, I, er felt...."

"I know how you felt, I felt it!" As he said this his hand reached
forward and cupped the bulge in my jeans. I could see the swelling in
his shorts, thick and thrusting against the material; and probing down
his right leg. It must almost have reached the bottom. "I like to feel
a cock in jeans," he said.

"Look", I replied, "I don't want to seem uninterested, but I can't
understand why a youngster like you, as good looking and well built as
you, would want to bother with someone my age!"

"Well first, I don't like people my own age, no experience nor
staying power. Secondly there is very little around here at all. And
thirdly you are here and I am turned on. Are you going to say no?" He
was slipping my zip down as he said this. I didn't say no. He slipped
his hand into my jeans and very gently massaged my ever swelling cock.
I ran my hands over that firm hairless, muscular body. As I caressed
his small but firm nipples he gave a low moan of pleasure. Slowly I
ran my hands across his chest and back, lower and lower, until I
reached his shorts. I took hold of that swelling cock through the thin
material. Another deep moan of pleasure.

Suddenly he burst into action. His hands were under my tee-shirt.
He pushed it up. Sucking my nipples he almost tore the tee-shirt off
me. Then hands slid down to my waist and my jeans were undone and
slipped over my thighs. "You've got a great arse". He said, "Really
small and round for your age, so neat and tight."

The with a shove I was flat on my back on a couch. My boots and
socks were ripped off, my jeans followed. He came forward and I
slipped my hand up the leg of his shorts and took hold of that firm
youthful cock. He froze for a moment, then relaxed and groaned with
pleasure. I moved my hand up and down the shaft. I could feel he was
uncut, and there was just a little hair around the base. His balls
were firm and full.

I stood up before him and put my hands on his waist. My nipples
were lust in line and he nibbled and sucked them for a moment. I slid
down to my knees and slowly slipped those shorts down over his arse.
His cock, almost six inches I would guess, thrust out straight and
proud from his body. All reticence went, I slipped my lips over that
young shaft and sucked and tongued it. He groaned and moaned, as I
tongued the tip he writhed with pleasure. Then he pulled me off him
and up.

It was his turn, and he dropped in front of me. He nibbled my cock
through the material of my briefs, and then pulled them down with his
teeth; all the time squeezing and massaging my arse. He licked and
kissed his way up my legs and slipped his smooth young lips over my
cock. It filled his mouth and he gagged a bit but sucked long and
deep. I didn't know how much more of that I could take. He stopped and
stood up. Pulling my head down he kissed me, our tongues probing and
touching. Then he led me upstairs to a bedroom.

"Please lay on the bed, across not end to end. I want to see and
handle all of you. Your cock is long and very thick, a beauty."

"So is yours", I replied, "And you also have a nice bum."

He open a drawer in the bedside cabinet and took out a plastic
bottle. He poured something into his hand and started to rub my cock
again. It was baby oil. He rubbed it all over my cock and balls, and
down between my legs. "Please rub some into my cock too, Sir," he
asked.

I slowly rubbed it all over his cock and balls. By now he had his
legs and bum near my head and was reaching down to my legs. He lifted
the left legs and rubbed oil into my arse. He probed the hole and I
moaned. My arse is very very sensitive, but very little used.

"You enjoyed that didn't you?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied in a horse whisper.

He moved and positioned himself between my legs. He lifted my legs
onto his shoulders and started to rub more oil into my cock. It felt
great and I closed my eyes with pleasure. I felt his finger at my arse
again and it probed inside; no that was no finger. I open my eyes and
looked at Wayne. He had a look of pure pleasure on his face as he slid
hid cock into my arse. He thrust in time with the rubbing of my cock,
and each thrust produced a deep satisfied moan.

I thought he was going to cum, but no, he pulled out of me. He
climbed up and sat on my stomach. He rubbed my throbbing rock hard
cock, which was behind him and against his arse. Then he lifted him-
self and position my cock against his bum hole. Slowly he lowered him-
self, but as it pushed in he froze and moaned, this time with pain.

"I want it, but its so big, please I want it!" He pushed down
again, but as soon as I was a bit more in he stopped and I could see
the expression of pain on his face.

"Don't worry Wayne, if you can't manage it, don't hurt yourself."

"But I want it, and the pain is good as well as bad." He pushed
down some more and I was almost in when he stopped. "Ohhhh! God it is
big!"

I could see it was really hurting, but he would not stop pushing
down. I could also feel just how tight he was. He pushed once more and
so I took a hand. As I felt his pressure go on I thrust up with my
hips as hard as I could. He yelled, screamed, and I slid into that
tight arse.

"Oh God, thank you," he said and fell onto my chest.

I slowly drew out and thrust again, he moaned and move. I repeated
the thrust and withdrawal, he sat up. Now he was moving, up and down,
pushing so hard he almost had my balls in him as well. Up and down, up
and down, moaning and groaning and writhing in pleasure.

"Oh no, I'm going to cum without touching myself, Oh God, Oh God
Oh......"

He pumped up and down, faster and faster; then with a mighty down-
ward push that nearly sent me through the bottom of the bed he shoot
his young warm juices all over my chest and face. He fell forward onto
his own cum and rubbed it in with his body. He licked my face clean.

Slowly he rose from off me. He licked my body clean of his cum,
slowly working down to mt now dripping rampant cock. His lips closed
over it, and he sucked long and deep. My hand slid between his legs
and I played with his now soft cock. In no time he was hard again and
he eagerly sucked me, and I fucked his mouth. I knew I couldn't hold
out much longer.

He was sucking as hard as he could and fucking my hand. My body
lifted in an arc off the bed and I gave a mighty moan and froze. My
hot cum shot into his eager mouth, over and over again. The first wave
caused him to cum a second time. He sucked and swallowed and sucked
and swallowed. At last I was empty. He licked my softening cock and my
balls. Then he slid onto the bed beside me.

We must have fallen asleep very quickly. It was pitch black we
woke up.

"I don't suppose you could stay the night could you?"

"I haven't got any things Wayne."

"You'll only need a toothbrush and a lot of stamina; and I've got
a spare toothbrush."

When I eventually got home late the next day I slept for 15 hours.
Wayne was the best back-rider I've ever had.

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Erotic Tales-Sci Fi In the City

2005-12-01T07:31:00.000-08:00

“I have always preferred soap-star wars to
Obi One and Planet Hollywood to Planet of the Apes.
But, after being dragged to this year’s sci-fi 2005
I have broken the frontier. I have experienced a type
of passion that perhaps only exists in the heart of a
man who has seen (and taped) all 376 episodes of
Star Trek and whose absolute love for Darth-Vader
has dragged to the surface a romance so devoted”

Same old, same old
Thirty-seven and unmarried, ‘more of a career woman’ was what I liked to tell myself. Yeah right! I felt truly lonely. I was on the verge of calling round every old flame in my phone book. Or perhaps breaking my microwave, DVD player or laptop and taking my chances on what ‘knight in shining armour’ from the yellow pages arrived. Luckily, before I trashed my apartment my sister called to inform me that she was going to be in town for the weekend, taking the bait I casually asked her what her plans were. I must have been feeling low, it would have normally taken her hours of crying and moaning and reminding me of when I killed her gold fish when we were ten, before she could get me to agree to go to one of her nerd-fests!
Convention day
It was May 4th, (three days after spring sales at Debenhams to you and I), but star wars day to the inhabitants at the Sci-fi convention. I ventured in with my sister; although we were separated within minutes, caught up in an army of Volcans and Stormtropers. It must have been the only place on the planet where you stood out for NOT being draped in alien lava. I was an outsider and clearly intimidated those inside, my very glance had them clutching at their light sabres in fear .

First encounter
After browsing over a few of the stands I considered myself a fully-fledged Treky. I needed an escape- I began frantically scanning around for the bar. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that I had attracted the attention of one the less elaborately dressed conventionists, we held eye contact for a long moment and then drifted close and closer to each other in a trance like state.
The hunk himself
Live, breathe, eat: Glamour, fashion, martinis. Live, breathe, eat: Glamour, fashion, martinisHis intensity was intoxicating. His manner and movements echoed the authoritative nature of Captain Piccard, this was his most attractive quality. He was no Jonny Depp however his Edward-Scissor-Hands costume was rather endearing. As I stared into the galaxy through his eyes the Ghost Busters theme tune played blissfully in the background, not quite Barry White but nevertheless it intensified the force between us.
No time wasted!
We engaged in a little light-hearted banter before mutual glances towards the concierge’s room transformed the tone of our interaction. We were clearly from different worlds yet our encounter was peaceful so far; I was about to turn the heat up! We made our way through the aliens, robots and hobbits who had made such an effort to clone the appearance of their imaginary counterparts. He led me into the little hidden room, which to my surprise had the effect of Dr Who’s Tardice; suddenly we were in a space ship that was ready for takeoff.
Out of this world
The physical side of it wasn’t particularly note worthy, but the emotional escape will be something I remember in the future. It felt like millennia had passed, we saw the stars, moons and planets together. We shared the knowledge of Yoda, the passion of Dracula, the exhilaration of superman. We were indeed flying.
Brace for landing
Sadly all good things come to an end, I tried to grasp on to it, with the might of the bionic man, I tried. But men are stubborn creatures and he could no longer sustain control of the spaceship. We landed rather abruptly, his inherent good nature was transported away, all the qualities he had adopted from sci-fi characters was proving not to have created a perfect man but a dysfunctional Frankenstein.
Although our encounter did not leave us living happily-ever-after it did open my eyes to a world a little deeper than Glamour, fashion and martinis.

Beam me up Scottie- Erotic Tales

2005-12-01T07:10:00.000-08:00

Bean me up

I was so excited when I landed my first job as a journalist…until I found out they were sending me to a nerdy sci-fi convention!
How lame was that? I was to attende a boring sci fi convention and interview a bunch or weird trekkies. As I travelled down to the city on the train I wondered how I would keep a straight face when presented with a grown man dressed as a clingon, who was probably a civil servant in his day to day life. I chuckled to myself wondering how I could amuse myself all day with a load of dressed up bank managers boring the arse off me chatting about their favourite characters from star trek…

It was worse than I expected, I arrived at the convention hall aka ‘the mother ship’ to find a 12 foot purple space monster handing out luminous Condoms of all things. I winced and half smiled to myself as I entered the hall and wondered what the hell the Alien thought this lot would need with condoms. I glanced round and confirmed my own suspicions…none of this lot had, was or ever would get laid.

I sat down and watched the circus, grown men and women were bidding fiercely over action figures, hundreds of pounds were changing hands for ‘ genuine sci fi film scripts, everywhere I looked the place was full of aliens of all kinds, space monsters and one guy who for no apparent reason was dressed as superman-go figure.

I glanced around and tried to locate a suitable alien/starship captain to interview when a very sexy voice interrupted my train of thought by saying “No costume then?” I turned round expecting to see a dribbling goofy nerd when I was pleasantly surprised by the most gorgeous horny guy I had seen in a long while. He was close enough for me to smell him, he smelt good. Lol

He said before I had a chance to reply “ So shall I use a naff line on you like do you come here often or can I take you for coffee” He had such a cheeky grin and forthright manner I broke into a smile and we started to chat. I told him why I was at such a nerdy place and he grinned at me and told me he was there because he absolutely loved sci fi and all the trappings.

I was lost for words and embarrassed, I had just spent 10 minutes slagging of something he clearly loved. I blushed and wondered how to recover the situation. I must have looked uncomfortable because he laughed and said “ Spare you blushes my good lady, you just haven’t really learnt to appreciate sci fi, let me initiate you and show you whats so wonderful about it” He held out his hand and smiled. I winced thinking to myself ‘how could such a stud be such a nerd. I really do pick em’.

I had no choice but to put my hand in his and let him lead the way. As I touched his hand I felt a tingle of electricity shoot down my spine and elsewhere too.
He gazed in to my eyes and assured me “ Don’t worry, I promise this will be fun”
I laighed and resigned myself to spending the day with this hot trekkie as the best I could hope to get out of a bad situation.

He led me away from the crowd to a doorway just outside the hall, “ where are we going?” I asked. “ Just wait and see, what you see is for nerds, what’s back here is for the grown ups” My heart skipped a beat as I feared worse than superman or a 12 foot Alien lay in wait behind the door.
He opened the door but I couldn’t see anything at first as a black silk curtain was hung just behind it obscuring any view. He held my hand and urged me through with him. The silk curtain was soft on my check as I struggled through.

I would never have guessed in a million years what awaited us in that private room.
The first thing I saw was 70/80 people having a massive orgy in the middle of a room decked out like the helm of the enterprise! Some had obviously been dressed up as Alien/spacemen and women at some point as remnants of their clothes such as their space suits round their ankles could still be seen as they bent over giving oral, or humped away in the sprawl of bodies…I even saw a guy in a space helmet, nothing else, just a space helmet giving anal to a woman dressed as some kind of weird cat alien hybrid. I swear she was purring…It looked like the intergalactic Un had thrown an orgy. There were people painted blue, horns and tails, masks and I won’t go on. I’m not a prude but OMG….

“Shield you eyes” My cut stranger said as he sped me through the orgy of fuckers.
(I have decide that’s the collective name for them, orgy of fuckers)
It all happened so fast I didn’t have a chance to protest. He whisked me past them and took me into what looked like a space age bar. “This is a replica of the bar from the Babylon…” He looked at me and smiled stopping dead in his tracks. “I’m sorry, I keep forgetting you don’t yet care for the finer details of sci fi” He laughed.
The bar was full of some of the most scantily dressed beautiful sophisticated people I had ever seen. I had a great time meeting them as my mystery man introduced me. I was quite amazed when I slowly realised that I, little old me had stumbled across a sort of Sci Fi dogging and swinging set! To think that I thought these people were dull.lol

I decide to ask my mystery man his name. He laughed and told me just to call him Captain. I decided he was probably stinking rich and well placed and quite sensibly didn’t want his name in print connected to Sci Fi Swinging.

“Had enough here?” Captain asked me and held out his hand to lead me away again. I smiled and said “Where to now?” “I have something I really want to see”
He led me with out a word in to a sot of tunnel lined in what I think was soft velvet leading to a totally padded out and soft room not unlike a dimly lit womb. I felt a little tipsy and giggled “Another Sci Fi set?” “No” he replied “This is where I bring woman to seduce them” He slid closer towards me and shoved his hand up my skirt. I gasped in surprise as he kissed me deeply. I could feel him tugging at my clothes and I felt powerless to stop him. I wanted him just as much as he wanted me.
His hands were now all over my breast and I was aware I was practically naked. I felt his hot breathe on my nipples as he momentarily stopped to look at them between sucking and nibbling. I felt him shove three fingers up inside me and a moan escaped my lips…..well the rest is just a no brainer! I never did write that article in the end....

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Waiting-Erotic Tales

2005-11-29T05:44:00.000-08:00

Waiting

What was taking so long? I still heard voices: Jack talking to Bill
and Yvonne. I guess it did sound like they were at the front door, but
they just kept talking and talking.

And they'd eventually realize how strange it was that I wasn't seeing
them out. What would Yvonne think? What was Jack up to? It was when
I'd teased him about Yvonne: "Checking out her rear?" I'd asked him in
a low voice.

He'd looked at me sharply, then smiled that sly smile of his: "*You*
go upstairs and get undressed; *I'll* get rid of them." He'd said it
low enough that they couldn't hear him. I'd stared at him dumbly.
"Come on, get up there: lie on the bed on top of the covers, on your
stomach and wait." And he'd slipped away to talk to Bill!

I'd looked at them all: they were Jack's friends and were really
paying more attention to him than me. What was he up to? I'd looked at
Jack some more. He'd snuck me a *what's holding you?* look.

And did it. Slipped out, into the bedroom, undressed. The light:
should I turn it off? Why was I doing this? I finally got in bed with
the light off.

On my stomach. Lying there. And lying there, waiting for Bill and
Yvonne to leave. What would Clara say if she knew I was doing this?
What *was* I doing? It had just been such a wild thing for Jack to say
and somehow I just couldn't resist finding out what was on his mind.

And what *did* he have planned? Why my stomach? Was he thinking about
my rear? Doing it *that* way? No, we'd never done that, and I
certainly hadn't mentally prepared myself to tackle that tonight. But
that *had* to be it: I suddenly felt very nervous about it all. How
could I back out at this point?

And what were they talking about for so long? I heard the front door
open, but they were still yacking away. It was as if they were
torturing me on purpose. So my rear was going to get it. Probably. Why
did I just lie like this, waiting for him? Where did he get the idea
that I'd go along with all this?

I heard Yvonne's voice, louder, then a little laughter. I belatedly
realized she'd yelled *Have fun* in *my* direction! Then more talking
and laughing. And finally the door shut.

The house was quiet. Where was Jack? I thought again about what he
might be planning. And it drove me up the wall that he just left me
waiting!

And finally I heard the footsteps. And the door opened, letting light
in. I could have looked his way, but I just lay there, listening. He
didn't turn on light but left the door open.

He sat on the bed next to me and put his hand on my rear. He started
caressing it, my cheeks, softly. I liked it. I made a "mmm" sound, to
acknowledge it, but still just lay there. Could I manage to let him do
it?

His hands circled down to the backs of my thighs and back up to my
rear. Then I felt his finger at the crack of my rear, close. He did it
so slowly and softly. His hand dipped between my legs to the inside of
my thighs. I wondered if he were going to touch me *there*. He just
continued to caress, thighs, rear, my back. I lay there with my eyes
closed.

I wondered how long he was going to do this. Finally, I opened my eyes
and turned my head sufficiently to look at him. He was looking right
at my face.

I needed communication: talk. "Well?" I finally said.

Suddenly he was standing and he'd slipped his arms under my body. He
rolled me over next to him, picked me up, and carried me out of the
bedroom! "Jack?" I asked, as my eyes struggled with the light.

He didn't answer. Down the stairs he brought me, and into the dining
room. He laid me on the table, on my back.

The table was clear and I was lying right on wood, on my back. It was
definitely not comfortable. My legs hug over the side, causing my back
to arch up off the table. He pushed them up until they were above my
body, bending my knees. Then he was on *his* knees, licking me.

I came.

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Chastity and Bondage-From Erotic Tales

2005-11-28T11:10:00.000-08:00

My entry into the world of chastity and bondage

At the age of 32 I consider myself to be a good looker and at times have been
described as a stunner. I have always been a very sexy person having lost my
virginity at the age of 18 to a smooth talking uncle.

He continued to have regular sex with me up to my twenties and he always made me
feel good even though our sex sessions were limited to quickie missionaries or
bent over a table and my knickers pulled to one side. I knew there was more to
sex than that and my first real boyfriend was not until I was 23. One night
while we were having sex he made me put his penis in my mouth. It was my first
time giving head and frankly I didn't know what to do but it did feel nice
slipping in and out. My lack of experience showed when I failed to recognise his
release coming and I got a mouthful of cum which I spat out over the floor. That
one episode put me off blowing men for a very long time.

Not long after, I met and married my husband and after a year or so, our sex
life dwindled to the once every couple of weeks and again, quickies. I might as
well have let my uncle fuck me and not have all the hassle of marriage.
Divorce followed and I got a flat and an awful job to help pay for it. I was
left with little money with which to spend after my rent and bills were paid so
spent long nights in alone.

It was during this time that I learnt to masturbate and, well frankly, fell in
love with my fingers. I learnt to massage my clit, my nipples, my vagina and
even bought a couple of cheap vibrators that I managed to save for. My whole
life revolved around my awful job, scrimping and saving and getting myself off.
I became addicted to orgasms. At times I would scream the building down they
were so intense that I tried gagging myself. Fantastic, I couldn't be heard but
my orgasms got stronger! I blindfolded my self so I wouldn't be distracted and
again it became more intense. I had noticed that during climax my legs would
involuntarily close tight together making it difficult to massage my sex. In an
effort to deal with this I spread my legs wide apart and tied them to the bottom
of the bed. That first time I used a vibrator with fresh batteries, put a pair
of very tight knickers on to hold it in and with my gag and blindfold in place I
set to letting it hum away.

After a short time my first orgasm welled up and exploded all through my body,
my legs contracting hard against my bonds but to no avail. My breath was taken
from me and immediately another surge of pleasure, almost pain, racked through
my body and I must have blacked out. I came to, the vibrator still running, me
panting and sensations running all over me. I was covered in sweat. I pulled it
out and lay there, my body wrecked. I removed the gag and blindfold, the room
was in total darkness, what time was it? It was 9.00pm. I must have been out for
at least an hour during which time I had abused my body with orgasm after
orgasm. I was utterly exhausted and I fell off to sleep. I awoke some time later
and tried to get up for a pee but couldn't move, of course i was still tied with
my legs wide open, how erotic!

After that I used to fantasise about being tied completely and taken to orgasms
that I was unable to prevent. I think this was the start of my perversion with
bondage. I bought bondage mags and was astounded to see what the girls submit to
and how I wished I was one of those girls all chained and cuffed up.
My feelings got stronger and I began experimenting but I had control over myself
and it wasn't the same. I started reading the small contact ads when I saw one
that interested me. 'Wanted, submissive attractive female to live in full time
disciplined conditions with cruel couple, she bi 44yrs he straight and 43yrs."
Well, I thought, my job was crap, my flat grotty and I was in the realms of
Billy no mates! What did I have to lose? A hasty letter brought a reply and an
appointment for an interview within a week.

I went to an address in Kent which was a huge five bedroom house in its own
grounds. Obviously a well heeled couple I thought, and I met Chris and Yvonne
for the first time. He was 6ft tall and slim she was 5ft 10ins, extremely
attractive and very proportionate in her build. I had deliberately worn sexy
clothes, a short black skirt, stockings, heels and a sexy blouse with a
revealing opaque top to show off my platform bra. I was under the impression
that it would help if I gave them a little taste of what I was like underneath.
We chatted for about fifteen minutes then Chris suggested that I was a slut. I
told him I wasn't and that I simply wanted to be a submissive part of their
household. Yvonne immediately told me to strip naked in front of them! I
protested but was met with Chris saying that as they were going to invite
someone to live with them then they had a right to see the goods! I could see
his point so I stripped to my bra and thong.

'All the way Yvonne barked," and I jumped at her sudden change in attitude. I
was so taken aback that I took the offending items off! Chris then said,"See you
are a slut, you have been in our house for twenty minutes and already you are
naked in front of two complete strangers!" Yvonne then said that I must also be
a liar as well and obviously in need of training!

I was told that I would be required to attend to their every want without
question and would effectively have no right of say over my own life. They would
feed me, house me, clothe me and put £100 per week into a savings account for me
and I would be permitted to see the savings book once a month. The account was
to be opened by me with my sole access other than they would be paying my
'salary" into it. This was beyond my wildest dreams.I was asked for my view and
I said that I would like the chance to serve them. They left me in the lounge
and went out returning a few moments later. Yvonne picked up my clothes and told
me to follow her to the front door. She opened the door and threw my clothes all
over the lawn telling me to pick up my clothes and get off of her property, they
would be in touch, With that she slammed the door and I was left naked outside!
I dressed crying at the humiliation, returned home and began to wait. A couple
of weeks later I received a letter from them and it simply said, wind up my
affairs and present myself at the house with four days. Well, that was no
problem, walked out of my job, packed my clothes and personal effects into three
suitcases and after a struggle arrived at the house in Kent.

Yvonne was there, Chris being out at a meeting, and she invited me into the
large hallway...............

"These are the rules," she began,"Very simple, you do as we say without question
and at all times. You wear what we say at all times without question. You will
never address us by any other name except Mistress or Master. Any infringement
will incur punishment. Do you understand?" "Yes," I said,"Yes who?" she shouted.
"Mistress" I stammered back, already frightened and apprehensive. She then told
me to strip naked there and then in the hall way which I did without question. I
was then made to put my clothes into one of my cases and follow her with the
cases. We went out into the back garden and down to the bottom where there was a
brick shed that she unlocked using a key she had with her. I was made to put my
bags in the shed and it was locked. We then went back inside, I was naked and
all my belongings locked away, my life was no longer my own and it felt like it.
She led me up to a bathroom and told me to shower thoroughly and at the same
time shave all my pubic hair from around me. I had never done that and
afterwards when I looked in the full length mirror my mound was on view and not
unlike a child's! It was then that I noticed just how prominent my sex mound
was, bulging outwards as if asking me to satisfy it.

Almost immediately she was in the bathroom with me telling me to follow me to my
room. I went with her to one of the bedrooms that she unlocked and as she opened
the door I hesitated. It was not the luxurious room that I had expected to be in
keeping with the rest of the house. She pushed me into the room and told me this
was my room and to get some rest. She withdrew and I heard the door close and
the key turn in the lock. the light was on but there was no switch, The window
had heavily frosted glass and was locked shut. The bed was in the middle of the
room, about eight feet square. All around the room on the walls on the bed were
D-rings that I had only seen in magazines. The bed had no duvet or bed clothes
apart from one pillow and the base of the bed appeared to be of black leather
and very hard without any springing. In the corner I noticed a potty with a lid.
There was nothing else in the room.

This was beyond anything that I could have imagined and as I lay on the bed I
noticed the mirrored ceiling for the first time. I could see my naked body and
my bald pussy staring down at me in a strangely appealing way. I touched myself
and soon was masturbating furiously to an orgasm during which I cried out. I
fell asleep and was woken by my wanting to pee. I banged on the door and after a
while I heard Chris outside asking what I wanted and I explained that I needed
to pee. He told me to use the pot and to shut up! Ishouted back to him that I
couldn't use the pot I wanted a toilet. The key rattled in the door and he came
in, Yvonne was behind him. Right you he said, sit on the box (i thought it was a
bed!) I did so and I heard a key opening a lock and for the first time I could
see that the bed was also a large storage box. "Turn away," He shouted and I
felt something being placed tightly round my head and into my mouth. I felt
straps being placed around my head and done up tightly and then a strange click.
With that they said no more and left the room, locking the door behind them.
I was completely and effectively gagged, I felt around it and it wasn't coming
off. I looked up at the mirror to see that I was wearing a steel and leather
scolds bridle. The bit was forcing my tongue down and my mouth was fixed in half
open position. I gave in and squatted over the potty feeling my pee run down my
naked mound.

After what seemed like hours Mistress came for me. The door was opened and I was
taken down to the lounge where I was made to stand in front of them both. I was
asked if I had learnt not to answer back to my master or mistress. I obviously
nodded a frantic yes as the scolds bridle isn't just a gag its a very painful
punishment device and I wanted it off.

"Well, I dont think you have learned and I think you need a little taster of
what it means to misbehave!" Said Chris.

He pulled a long thin school cane from behind his char and stood bending it in
teacher fashion. I was made to spread my legs as far apart as I possibly could
then bend over and grasp my ankles. My breasts immediately swung down and Yvonne
started playing with my nipples. That felt good as I have always liked my
nipples tweaked and she knew just how much to do it. It diverted my mind from my
master and I was fully unprepared for what happened next! I heard a loud swish
in the air behind me and the most penetrating sting that I have ever felt passed
across my right thigh.I leaped upright clutching both hands to my thigh and
screaming into my bridle, tears blurring my vision.

"Dont move without permission," he shouted at me, I was made to bend into the
same position again and again the cane came down on my naked flesh. This time it
landed on my left thigh and again it made me respond in the same fashion, I was
absolutely unable to remain in position and this seemed to anger them both.
Master told mistress to make my room ready for treatment and she left the
lounge. I was made to kneel on the floor while she was gone and master went out
of the room. I didn't dare move and I remained exactly where I was. After ten
minutes or so the sting to my legs had died away and was replaced by a dull
ache. I would never answer them back again. They both returned and took me to my
room and I gasped as I saw what was in store for me. There was now a fully
equipped bondage table where the bed had been, a stand with whips and canes, a
collection of chains and belts and hoists hanging down!

They sat me on the end of the table and locked cuffs onto my wrists. Then I was
led to the chains hanging from the hoists and clipped to them with a spreader
bar holding my hands four feet apart. I was winched up until I was standing
straight upright but not stretched. I felt cuffs locked onto my ankles then a
spreader bar placed between them so wide that I thought my legs were being
pulled out of their sockets. I was winched a little higher until just my toes
supported my weight. I could feel a cool draft going up my vaginal entrance and
I realised that my sex was wide open and their was nothing I could do about it.
Yvonne started to massage my clit and it felt so good I just wanted to let go
and come. I felt it beginning inside of me and she was saying things like "we
know you like this" and "this is what you want" I was moaning softly into my
bridle that now felt so much a part of me it was as if it had always been there.
My cum was only moments away, I was completely helpless and about to have my
first bound climax, it was going to be a mind-blowing experience, her fingers
were dancing over my sex and from behind master had pushed a vibrator into my
cunt.The vibrator was removed but it was too late I started to cum and again I
was brought down to earth with a swish and crack as the cane landed on my
buttocks, all feelings of orgasm died instantly, I tried to instinctively grab
my arse but I was restrained and again another blow on my bum and another and
another, ten in all then he stopped.

I was hanging there exhausted and in such pain. "Three more and we think you
will have learned your lesson for tonight." Mistress said. She picked up a
little whip, it had about six tails with little knots at the end of the tails
they being about 18ins long. "But first we want you to see this it was taken
earlier" In the doorway was a small TV with a video player on top. Master
switched it on and when the image cleared it was me laying on the 'bed' in my
new room masturbating! How embarrassing! They ran it right to my orgasm and I
was told that I was only allowed to climax in their presence and with their
permission! The TV was taken away and she stood in front of me with the whip.
She drew back the whip right over her shoulder taking aim at my pussy, my lovely
bald pussy! No, I screamed silently into my bridle, please no!

Crack,,,it landed on my slit catching my still engorged clitty, never have I
felt pain like it, my knees tried to pull together to protect my sex. My eyes
were full of tears and closed as i felt something clipped onto my pussy lips. It
was a pair of pussy clips with thin rope. Master took the right one round my
waist to the right and the left one to the left. As they were pulled tight my
lips were spread wide open exposing the most intimate part of my body. It felt
like my sex was being torn from my body. She took aim again and with all her
force thrashed my open pussy twice in succession.

I was released from my bonds and taken down to the lounge where my bridle was
removed.I was then told that I was not to masturbate unless given permission or
to climax without permission. These treats were to be earned and that as I had
masturbated within an hour of arriving my punishment had been severe to deal
with it immediately, I was now to go and bathe then return for dinner.

In the bathroom I could see my punishment on my body as large red weals on my
arse and thighs and whip marks on my pussy. As I was laying in the bath master
entered, there were no locks on the door, and put an outfit on the stool for me
to wear for dinner. After I had dried myself I examined my clothes. It was one
item, a sheer near see through dress with a halter top and low cut exposing most
of my breasts. When I put it on it was so short that it was level with my crutch
and if I reached to my head height with my arms then my sex and arse were fully
exposed, any attempt at bending over exposed my rear. It was very thin and full
but wearing it made me feel sexy.

Dinner had already been prepared and I helped mistress serve it and we sat and
ate like any other family except that I always addressed them both as master and
mistress. Afterwards we sitting in the lounge when master said that this was an
ideal time to take my measurements. I was measured accurately around the waist,
waist to vagina, waist to clit, rear waist to anus and finally middle front to
middle rear. Afterwards master said he would fax the measurements off and get
"it" late tomorrow afternoon, whatever "it" was!

All too soon it was bedtime and mistress told me to run her a bath which I did
and to go to her room. I undressed her and bathed her rubbing soap all over her
body as I washed her privates she told me not to forget her inside and all too
soon I had my fingers inside my mistresses body. This aroused her and me and I
felt the familiar feeling stirring inside of me, suddenly she came, heaving up
out of the water and crying out. I dried her and helped her into her long
night-gown.

She told me to run another bath for master, get undressed and await him. he
entered a short while afterwards wearing a robe and he bade me to help him off
with it which I did. His semi erect penis was about five inches and inviting for
me as he got into the bath. I washed him and lingered on his penis which grew to
a firm seven incher with a large girth. I stroked his penis up and down and
master relaxed as I took him nearer to his release, he sat up pushing my hand
from him and said to dry him which I did. Still naked he took me to my room
which had regained its former appearance. He placed a belt around my waist and
locked it, put locked cuffs and collars on me and locked my wrists to each side
of the belt. He then put a spreader bar between my legs to keep me from
squeezing my thighs together. Afterwards he had me bend over the bed and I
wondered what I had done to deserve another beating. Horrors of horrors, I felt
his erect penis pushing against my exposed anus, this was a first to me and I
was terrified to say no or make any comment.

He pushed, slowly at first and then harder trying to over come the entrance.
"Its your first arse fuck isn't it?" he said.

"Yes master" I replied. He left me and returned a few moments later and I felt a
cold liquid on my rear entrance, the liquid was an oil that he worked into me.
"OK, this time I am going to enter and fuck you." With that he placed his
engorged member onto me and with a hard push he forced his way deep into me, it
felt as if he had ripped me wide open and I screamed out. Then he fucked me
furiously, forcing his penis deep inside as I felt him unload into me in a warm
gush of his cream.

After my arse fuck he simply left me where I was and walked out locking the door
to my prison, I felt raped and violated, thrashed and in pain, still restrained
and bound with semen dripping down my legs. I was sobbing my heart out but I had
found true happiness.

Next morning mistress allowed me to shower and dress. She gave me a french maids
outfit with stockings, suspenders and a skirt as short as my dinner dress from
the night before. I was given high shiny black heeled shoes to wear and a little
white hat. I looked cute! I helped her during the day cleaning the house,
preparing lunch and generally earning my money but I was allowed to go at my own
pace. The gardener thought his luck had changed when he saw me hanging out the
washing and noticing that I had no panties on! Every time I reached up my bald
pussy came into view and there was nothing I could do about it. I told mistress
and she told me to simply ignore him, he must have been about 66yrs old if he
was a day.

All day he tried to start conversations and all day I noticed he had a hard on!
I told mistress again and she called him over. This time she told him to go
behind the bushes and let me relieve him then perhaps some work could get done!
I looked questioningly at mistress and she gave me that stare that meant do it
or cane! I took him round the back of some bushes, took his penis out and gave
him a slow gentle wank. Much quicker than I would have thought and without
warning he erupted all over my skirt and top! I left him there and went to get
cleaned up. When mistress found that my outfit had been covered in semen she
made me take it off and as punishment for mucking it up I had to remain naked
all day long!

Master came home around 6.00pm that second night and after dinner he took me up
to the room and put me into the same wide apart position as the previous night.
I was blindfolded by mistress and gagged with my bridle,,, what had I done I
wondered. I felt a cold band go around my waist then something go between my
legs from the rear and pull right up into the crack of by arse. It felt cold and
hard and was pushing in between my arse cheeks. I also felt something from the
front go over my mound and join to the front of the cold belt. There was some
fiddling with my pussy lips and I felt them drawn through something, then a
click and I felt my lips being spread apart and held down. There was then a big
tug on the front and the whole contraption went tight on me.

My blindfold was taken off, my gag removed and I was released. As my legs drew
together I could feel that my arse cheeks had something hard, deep in between
them and that my pussy lips felt spread open yet curiously pinned down tight. I
looked down and saw that I was wearing a chastity belt. I tried to pull it but
it hurt my pussy lips if I did there was no way I could touch my clit or vagina
and my anus was barred. I couldn't even get a little pinkie in if I wished.
I was told that there were two keys and they had one each, I could try to remove
it if I wished but it would simply mutilate my vaginal lips if forced. At this
stage I would be allowed one climax every two months starting with one now.
I was laid on the bed and spread-eagled wide so I couldn't move. In the mirror
above I could see my helplessness and the shiny belt. I saw for the first time
two tiny screws on the front shield, one in the area of the clitoris and the
other lower down. Mistress undid the crews and attached a wire to each and stood
next to me with a control box that was plugged into the wall socket. My goodness
she is going to give me an electric shock to make me cum! "Dont worry she said,
there is a device inside linked directly to you clit and vaginal entrance, it
stimulates the nerve endings and makes you cum. Enjoy it as it will be your last
orgasm for two months, longer if you displease us!

At this stage and in my predicament with both of them standing there, the last
thing I had on my mind was cumming and I didn't think anything was going to
happen."I will set it for lowest intensity first "She pushed the button and for
a couple of seconds nothing happened then, in an instant, my clit got warm and
an orgasm built up and exploded through me but stayed there coursing through me
I was up against my bonds, nothing I could do about it, pleasure waves going
through me making me scream out then nothing, gone, no feeling just my breath
returning.

"Well," she said,"More mistress please more" She showed me that there were six
settings and that all the while the button was held down then I would get
pleasure but release the button and it would subside immediately. She clicked it
up one and the button was pushed two seconds nothing then all hell hit my senses
and I had the most intense orgasm I had ever had and she kept me there, I was
begging her to stop, then to not stop I was completely confused. It was the most
wonderful experience in my life. Master had got his penis out and placed it by
my head, he had the box in his hand, he switched it to number six and just
dabbed the button on off. In that one second my body arched up in one burst of
pleasure.

"Suck me dry and swallow down, when you have completed that task you may climax
for a last time this session!" I couldn't get him in my mouth fast enough,
sucking, sucking and then he came deep into my mouth and as he did mistress hit
the button. Again a climax of almighty proportions but this time it was on
number six! I tried to scream but nothing came out my arse must have been six
inches of the bed, my body shuddered violently, I saw flashes in my eyes,
pleasure in my womb, vagina, stomach, my thighs were like needles, then nothing,
it was over and I awoke from a deep sleep still strapped to my bed many hours
later.

The belt has been on three months now and the second session two months later
was a real treat. I have one next month and if I am a good girl mistress will
let me climax for half a minute!

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2005-11-27T05:10:00.000-08:00

Exploring My Bi Side

What you are about to read is true. This story is more about how
things started for me so may think it is boring. But I wanted to set
you up for my later adventures which get hotter. Please let me know
what you think.

My first exposure to the naked body was not looking in the mirror and
exploring my body but porn magazines. The very first time I looked at
one I was mesmerized by what I saw. I had never seen a nude woman
before and I examined every picture, not because the girls were naked
but different from me. When I found magazines with couples having sex
that captivated me even more. From an early age up to the beginning of
Junior high school I had never hear of gays or lesbians. I had seen
pictures of girl/girl sex but never men, which was fine with me
because it was the female body that interested me.

It's 1994, where my sexual revolution started. I am 25 and all I think
about is girls and sex. I am addicted to sex like it was heroin and I
try to find any kind of action to settle me until my next fix. The
computer age is upon me and the Internet fed my addiction. Porn pics
for free! Now my appetite for sex became very strong because the
Internet showed me stuff I could never imagine. Bondage, golden
showers, bestiality, transvestites and gay sex. When I started to look
at pictures of men and gay sexual activities I remembered my first
experience. The more I thought of my experience the more I wanted to
try it.

I never acted on my desire until one night, being horny; I went into
an adult video bookstore. Paying the clerk the entrance fee I went to
the back and waited for him to buzz me in. The bookstore was a regular
spot for me and I usually went very late at night and stay in my
regular booth for about 30 minutes then head home. That night my booth
was taken and the place was unusually full. I found another booth
found and girl/girl movie sat down and started watching the movie.
About 5 minutes had gone by and being aroused I pulled off my pants
and started playing with myself slowly.

I was really into the movie when out of the corner of my eye I saw
something. When I looked I was shocked to see a dick sticking out of
the wall. I did not know how long it was there and I could not believe
that it was there! Getting up to take a closer look I finally noticed
the hole in the wall. I was so nervous and I could feel my heart
pounding. I began to touch it and feel a dick in my hand was so nice.
I decided to go for it and fulfill one of my fantasy's, after all this
time wanting to try it again I could not pass up on this opportunity.

Getting on my knees I began to lick the shaft and not put the head in
my mouth yet. The dick was about 6.5" to 7" long and very hard. The
hole was big enough so his balls were through the hole. I started to
suck on his sack getting everything in my mouth. My tongue slowly
caressed his sack as I kept sucking. I could tell he was enjoying it
by the way he kept pushing closer through the hole. Finally deciding
it was time I put his dick in my mouth and tried to go as deep as
possible without gagging. I suck on him for about 3-4 minutes before
he came. When I felt he was about to cum I stopped sucking and
masturbated him. The feel of his cum all over my hand made me very
horny. When he was done I could see him pull his pants up and leave.

I got as much cum off my hand before I pulled my pants up got out of
the booth and went straight to the bathroom to wash them off. Looking
in the mirror I could not believe what just happened. I really enjoyed
what I did but what did that mean? Did it mean I was gay or was it a harmless piece of one off erotica? I went home
that night and ran the whole event through my head until I fell
asleep.

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2005-11-25T14:30:00.000-08:00

Avatar Sex

Ken was surprised, to say the least, by the sight that
confronted him. After all, it wasn't every day that a beautiful,
nude woman was found kneeling in his living room asking to be
punished. He had to admit that it held a certain attraction for
him. His cock was all for it, that was for sure. Not being
exactly sure what to say, he walked over and put his stuff on the
floor next to the couch. He noted that the coffee table had a
flogger, a cat-o-nine tails, a crop and a thin cane on it. None
of them where his. In fact, he didn't even have a cane, since
they really caused a lot of pain and most subs avoided them like
the plague.

Ken dropped into Master Mode and picked up the flogger,
giving it several swishes in the air. It had a very nice balance
to it and was much better made than the one he owned. Jane
didn't move at all, nor did she say anything.

"What order of mine did you disobey?" he asked. Ken, as
much as he loved BDSM, had never had the opportunity to live the
lifestyle. He'd had slaves, but they weren't working at the same
level that Jane was. They were bedroom slaves, the kind that
would follow orders if it got them off. They liked a light
flogging and nice tight some bondage. Well, most of them were
like that. His on-again, off-again lover/slave Jill got into
slightly more intense play and he'd played at a local club when
he could find a partner.

"Sir, you ordered me not to cum, but I did anyway," replied
the woman, who still hadn't changed her position. Ken picked up
the cat and swung that around. Cuming only with permission was
one of the things that he wanted his slaves to strive for. Of
course, depending on the situation, they couldn't stop
themselves. He was surprised that Jane had failed at this. He
remembered her iron will from when they played together in the
dream and he thought that it would take a hell of a lot of
stimulation to make her cum if she was trying not to.

"I see," he said. "Would you like to tell me what happened
before or after I punish you?"

"After Sir," she paused.

"Why?" he asked.

"Sir, I expect that after I tell you what happened, you'll
want to use your slave. I would like to make sure you get your
pleasure from me without having to worry about disciplining me
afterwards."

"Very considerate of you. Which of these lovely toys that
you brought me do you think I should use?"

"Any or all Sir. My punishment is completely at your
discretion."

Ken had no idea what her limits were. In the dream, they'd
been stratospheric, but he knew in real life that she'd like to
be able to walk tomorrow. Besides, he had no intention of
damaging this beautiful woman. That being said, there was a lot
he could do to her without causing damage. He decided to start
with the flogger.

The first stroke came down on her ass. She didn't even
wiggle and just said, "Sir, should I count?"

"Nope. I'll stop when I feel you've had enough." His cock
was a piece of iron and he longed to plunge it into her body. He
could, he knew. He could even not punish her. But that would be
breaking the agreement between them. She was a slave, and he her
Master. If she broke his rules, she was punished. If he didn't
follow though, what kind of Master would he be to her? "Do you
have a safe word you'd like to use?"

"No Sir. I'm sure you'll know when I've had enough."

The second stroke fell, then a third. The link he shared
with Lea seemed to deepen. Through it he could feel Jane's
arousal, and he knew she was right. He'd know if she needed him
to stop. Each stroke of the whip caused pain that soaked right
into her pleasure centers. Her pussy swelled and began to ooze
moisture, her nipples became thick nubs and her clit started
poking from its hood. By the tenth stroke, her ass was bright
red, and she was moaning in pain. And pleasure. He wondered what
he could do, if she got off on this treatment, to actually punish
her.

Ken switched to the cane and Jane ended up with ten welts
crossing each ass cheek. The sharp sting stoked her fires and
she was literally dripping cunt juice on the floor. He stopped
after the second stroke of the cane and put a saucer under her
cunt, then continued with another ten strokes. None of the welts
were bleeding, but she wouldn't be sitting very comfortably for a
day or so.

Finally, Ken picked up the cat. He knew that he could make
her cum with this. Their link was so tight now that he knew to
the millimeter just how far he could take her. He began on her
cunt, rotating the cat so the strands slapped against her sex.
She moaned, opened her legs wider and archer her back to give him
better access to her slick cunt. Ken stopped just before she
came. She sobbed, her hips rotating, tears dripping on the
floor. But she didn't beg to cum.

For his part, he was wildly aroused. He couldn't wait to
do this to her when he could make her cum. He had no idea why he
enjoyed making a woman cum using pain, but he did. He guessed
that, just the way her brain was hardwired to accept pain and get
pleasure from it, his was wired to give it.

Ken left her there, then went into his bedroom and grabbed
the toy bag. When he returned, he removed a large but plug - no
time like the present to start stretching her enough to take his
cock, and a pair of nipple clamps. The plug he lubed simply by
running it through her cunt lips. She gritted her teeth trying
to keep from cuming, and moaned loudly when he sunk the plug
home.

He removed his clothes, and sat on the couch saying, "You
left a mess on the plate on the floor. You should clean that
up."

Jane knew he didn't mean that she should get a paper towel
and wipe her cunt juice off the plate. She shifted back, bent
further and licked the plate clean.

"OK Jane, now you can come over here and tell me what
happened today."

Jane got to her hands and knees and crawled toward him.
Her arousal was so high he couldn't believe she wasn't cuming.
The energy she was giving off felt like a flame thrower - he
could almost see her glowing. When she got to his feet she
knelt, her heels on her ass, and winced from the pain. Then she
saw his leg.

"Master, what happened to you?" Jane appeared quite
distressed.

He looked down and saw the large bloody spot on his leg.
Jane had completely distracted him and he'd forgotten the injury.
The amount of sexual energy she was flooding him with pretty
much overrode any pain he was feeling. His thick cock was
standing high and hard.

"Nothing big. I'll tell you later. Now, I'd like you to
have a seat and tell me what happened. And if you cum while
you're telling me, I'll put you in a chastity belt for a month."

She looked a little confused, and he pointed to his cock.
He felt her heart leap as she realized what was required of her.
She was going to have to sit on his cock while she told the story
of what happened to her and still keep from cuming.

"You are a cruel Master. How am I going to keep from
cuming?"

"I have faith in you. Now sit down."

She eased herself over his rod. The thickness and length
of it, with the addition of the plug in her ass, really stretched
her wide. Considering that she was normally incredibly tight, it
was extra painful when he entered her. She groaned and panted,
rotating her hips and finally slid down to the base, then started
to rise, but Ken held her hips.

"Just stay there. You can practice squeezing me while you
tell the story."

Jane sighed in relief. Perhaps she wouldn't cum after all.
Ken reached up and twisted her long nipples, hooking his fingers
behind the nipple bars and pulling. The brown nubs were engorged
with blood and he felt her cunt twinge around his cock as he
squeezed and pulled. He let them go and began screwing on a
clamp. Because of the bars, it was very painful since her
nipples were squeezed both from the outside and the inside and he
didn't stop until each nipple was very flat. Her cunt twitched
hard while he tightened the screws and he knew that all he had to
do was give her permission and she'd have a major orgasm. She
wasn't going to get permission though and she knew it.

Ken grabbed the crop and shifted, causing his slave to
wince from the pain in her ass and the pleasure in her pussy.
"Begin," he said. "I'm sure you won't mind me using this on you
from time to time."

"No Master. I am yours," she replied in an unsteady voice.
Her eyes were glowing with lust.

"I left here," she began, "and went right to work. I
usually wear a bra, but even though the shirt was pretty thick,
it was kind of hard for me to hid the fact that I wasn't wearing
one. Unsurprisingly, I got a number of stares, but people know
I'm in a relationship, so no one came on to me." She stopped and
grinned, "Of course, none of them know what kind of relationship,
or with who. Anyway, things were fairly normal until I needed to
get some coffee. It was a little weird walking around because I
could still feel your cum in my pussy - as you intended - and it
was making me really hot. So, I go into the coffee room and
things that's when things start to get strange. Genie was in
there along with Brenda and the usual crowd."

Jane paused a minute, her eyes going a bit glassy, "It was
the weirdest thing. I could almost feel the sex in the air. Two
of the guys hadn't been laid in over a month, and they were
really hot for either of the girls. But as soon as I showed, up,
I found all four of them talking to me. It was driving me nuts!
I could feel how aroused the guys were. Even Brenda - she's on
her period which is a big turn off for her, was getting aroused.
Ron and Bill, they're dicks were hard and I knew that I could
have them in an instant. It was Genie who drew me though. She
was so aroused. She hid it well, but I could smell it - which is
odd, since I don't have a really great sense of smell. I mean, I
could feel how horny she was and it made me want to drop to my
knees and serve her."

Jane closed her eyes at this point, trying to get some
control over herself. Ken didn't help things by striking her
flanks with the crop. She shuddered, the strong muscles in her
cunt pulsing, but kept from cuming. For her, this was truly
torture. To not be able to give herself to the sweet pain
emanating from her ass and nipples, to not grind her clit on his
pubic bone and feel his cock rotate inside her, this was torture.
Ken knew that it was punishing her as the whip never could.

"Continue slave," he commanded.

Jane caught her breath, "Yes Master. Anyway, how they felt
was almost overwhelming me. Especially coming right from here
and being already all worked up. I managed to get out of there,
but each one made a visit to my cube, even Brenda, who had
started to get horny. It was as if I could almost feel their lust
sinking into me. I got rid of each one as fast as I could, but I
was getting into a state where I couldn't concentrate. I
considered calling you and begging for permission to cum, but I
didn't want to seem weak.

"Just before lunch, Genie came in again. I started to lose
it then. She was so aroused and I felt like I knew all this
stuff about her. I knew, somehow, that she'd masturbated last
night. And this morning, and again in the stall in the bathroom
after we met earlier. She was going nuts and somehow, she'd
focused on me as her object of lust. When I looked into her
eyes, I just snapped. I stood up and walked toward her. She was
frightened, but out of her mind with lust. She'd never had any
fantasies about women, always men. She always considered herself
straight - not even bi. She knew what I was going to do, though
and she wasn't going to stop me. She's as submissive, like I am,
just with very different tastes. How I knew all this, I have no
idea. But I knew I could kiss her. So I did."

Jane's body shuddered. Ken slapped the crop hard against
her breasts causing her to cry out and almost cum - but she held
on. Barely. The cruelty he was displaying was turning her on as
much as everything else. Ken knew - he was following her
emotions with ease now.

"She melted into me. She moaned, and opened her mouth and
let my tongue slide deep inside. It was kind of funny, actually.
We are both submissive, so it seemed like no one would take the
lead. But I have the advantage of experience; I know what to do
and she does not. So, I told her to follow me and we headed for
the third floor."

The third floor of their building was closed for
renovations, but the company paying for them had run out of
money. Currently, there was no work being done up there.

"We found a small office. There was no furniture, just the
rug, and I closed and locked the door. I told her to strip, and
she did. I took my clothes off as well, but left on my panties.
They were pretty messy by now, especially since I'd had them on
yesterday as well. I grabbed her head and forced it between my
legs and she moaned and started licking them. Finally, when they
were totally soaked, I pulled them off to let her get at the real
thing. She really had no idea what to do, but I gave her
instructions. I knew, somehow, that she wouldn't like it if I
humiliated her. So I was forceful, but I didn't degrade her.
She's a fast learner and I was cuming in no time. I also knew
that if I told her she was eating a man's cum out of my pussy it
would make her cum. I was right. When I told her, she came on
the spot.

"When she finished eating me, I pushed her down and sat on
her face. Then I got to work on her pussy. Genie, as it turns
out, is a very anal girl. She had her tongue as far in my
asshole as she could get it while her fingers worked my pussy. I
came again. I sucked her, somehow knowing exactly how to make
her cum. She almost passed out she came so many times -
especially after I shoved two fingers up her ass.

"When we finished, I made her lick my fingers clean, which
made the little slut cum yet again, then I got dressed, we kissed
and I left. I didn't see her the rest of the day. I was still
horny as hell, but it seemed more controllable. It felt like I
had all this sexual energy zipping around in me. I knew that
almost anyone I wanted could be mine. It's very strange for a
submissive to feel that kind of power."

Jane finished her story. She was in agony from the being
denied an orgasm. Relating what had happened also made her a bit
confused about what had been going on the entire day. Ken wasn't
confused. He knew now that she hadn't had a chance of fully
following his orders.

"Jane my lovely slave, I feel as if I punished you under
false pretenses," said Ken.

"I don't understand," she replied. "I mean, you can punish
me when ever and how ever you like, so how can it be under false
pretenses?"

"You'll have to take my word for it - for the moment at
least. But you couldn't have followed my order not to cum no
matter how hard you tried, so I will make you an offer. If you'd
like, I'll end your punishment and you can come right now. It's
up to you."

As soon as he said it, he knew she wasn't going to take him
up on his offer. Not only did she feel that she'd failed him,
but she was quite familiar with Doms who gave impossible orders
to their subs so that they had an excuse to punish them. While
she knew that she'd be unhappy if it happened all the time, she
loved it on occasion. It pushed all her submissive buttons.

"No Sir. Thank you, but I failed you and I deserve
punishment."

"As you wish. I, however, fully intend to cum in this
hot pussy of yours."

"Yes Master," Jane was shaking now, sweat beading and
running down her chest and legs.

Ken, however, didn't move. He just looked at her. She
was wild with lust and he knew that she hadn't been brought to
this point for a long time. Jane was having the time of her
life. He decided to push her further.

"Well, you didn't expect me to do the work, did you?" he
asked.

"No Sir. How can your slave serve you?"

"Well, each time I tap a breast with this crop you were
so kind to supply me with, you will rise or fall on my cock,
depending on your position. Do you understand?"

"Oh, God, you are cruel!"

"Do you understand?" he asked in a firmer tone.

Jane slid into sub space. "Yes Sir, I understand."

His taps were anything but light, or even. Her thighs
trembled with strain as he made her rise and hold it until the
crop fell on her breast again. Often, it fell on the portion of
her nipple that extended beyond the clamps he'd used. Those
hits, she was informed, didn't count.

Still, he held out for less than ten minutes before
grabbing her hips and grinding himself against her as his cock
spewed a huge load of cum into her body. She was actually
shaking with the need to cum and normally, he would let her. But
he knew that she didn't want it. She craved the suffering that
obeying his orders brought her.

He had her squat over his cock and empty his cum over it,
then lick him clean. As was becoming usual, the release of
orgasm was not quite a release. The energy that Lea needed to
live swirled in his body and he got hard as Jane licked his cock
clean.

Even so, he was exhausted and hungry. He just wanted to
relax, call out for some food, then take a shower, and collapse
in a chair. And now that he wasn't distracted, his leg hurt.
However, Jane needed to be tended to - he couldn't just leave her
in this state.. The furnace of energy that she was giving off
was slowly seeping into him, which was beginning to get a little
disorienting. Gently he removed the clamps and the plug from
her.

She ended up kneeling, looking at him with her eyes
somewhat glassy. He gingerly sat down on the floor with his back
against the couch and pulled her into his lap. He stroked her
hair and whispered to her how beautiful she was as she slowly
came back to herself. He could feel her body was still in need,
still yearning for an orgasm. But fifteen minutes later she was
back with him and he felt that she would respond rationally to
him. Well as rational as she could get considering how badly she
was in need.

"Hey lover, you back here?"

"Yes Master. I haven't felt like that in years. Thank
you. Thank you for understanding what I need."

He kissed the top of her head and said, "Well I need a
shower and some food."

"That sounds good. I know I need a shower," she replied.

They slowly got off the floor and made their way into the
bathroom. Ken was a little appalled at the marks he'd left on
her ass and breasts. She, on the other hand, was admiring them
while looking in the full length mirror behind the door.

"Mmmm, thank you Master." She saw his concerned stare
and turned toward him, "Master, really, thank you. Seeing your
marks on my body makes me feel very sexy." She shuddered, "Not
that I need any help in that direction at the moment."

"I'm not used to leaving any marks," said Ken.

"Well Sir, please get used to it. I don't bruise, but I
love how my body looks and feels after an intense session like
this. Almost all of it will be gone by morning." He still didn't
look convinced. "Sir, really, it's a huge turn on for me. I've
been whipped until I bled, and it doesn't bother me at all - not
even the blood. I really do love being treated like this and I
like how the whip makes me feel - both during and after it's
used."

Ken smiled and shook his head as he finished adjusting the
water. He really needed a shower after biking, never mind the
intense sex he'd just experienced. Jane slipped in beside him
and they washed, squirming and giggling under the water. She
stroked his semi-hard cock often and he noticed that she was
still very slippery between her legs - even though he knew there
was no soap there.

They were both ravishingly hungry when they finished cleaning
up and decided to find something quick and easy for food. Ken
knew the deli was open and presented the option to Jane, who at
this point was all for food. Now. Please. So off they went.

Of course, Mrs. Schumacher was still there - Ken wondered if
she ever left the store. They ordered sandwiches while Ken
endured comments that indicated that, as much as she appreciated
his business, he really should have taken his beautiful
girlfriend out to a nice restaurant. Mrs. Schumacher also made
it clear to Jane that Ken was usually alone and could really use
a good woman in his life. He wondered what the woman would think
if she knew what they'd just been doing.

They took the food home and ate, making small talk. Ken was
amazed how comfortable he was with Jane. She finally asked again
how he'd hurt his leg and he told her.

"I didn't know you liked mountain biking," she said. "You
never mentioned it before."

"Yeah, well I'd never been mountain biking before. While I was
at the beach, I realized that I hadn't done any road biking
since... well, in a long time, so on a lark, I went to the store
to buy one. I got convinced to buy a mountain bike instead."

"Convinced, huh? Was she cute?" asked Jane with a sly smile.

"Actually yes," he said. "And horny as hell."

Jane looked at him wide eyed. "You didn't!"

"Didn't what?" he asked. "Have sex with her?"

"Did you?"

"Nope. I wanted to, but then I thought about you coming over
tonight." He paused, "It's funny, and I know it sounds arrogant,
but I'm sure she would have come home with me. It's got
something to do with this power that Lea gave me."

Jane looked at him, "Does that mean you can have sex with any
woman you want?"

"I have no idea. But I doubt it." He looked at her, "You
don't seem upset."

"I'm not." She leaned forward and kissed his lips. "Ken, I'm
your slave. And we're connect in a different way that I'm not
sure I can define. I know that we just started this
relationship, but I'm certain that I know exactly how you feel
about me." She paused, blushing. "I hope I'm right, because I
know exactly how I feel about you."

Ken stroked her face, marveling at how beautiful she was. He
could feel her emotions, lust, desire, sexual frustration and, to
his great happiness, love.

"Well, I'd say we're on the same page," he said. It should
have felt awkward, these deep feelings they were hinting at, but
it didn't. There were some advantages to knowing how someone
felt, that was for sure.

He continued to tell Jane about the bike. She was excited and
wanted to see it, so they went out to the shed. She oo'd and
ah'd over it and began describing all the things he'd be able to
do with it, which was when he realized that she was a mountain
biker.

"Oh," she blinked surprised. "I thought you knew. I love to
ride."

"Well, Sandy's running one on Sunday. We could go, if you
wanted."

"Really?" she said.

"Of course," he replied, " as long as you don't make fun of
me."

"You could always spank me if I do."

"Oh, yeah," he replied in a dry tone of voice, "Now there's a
real punishment. Do you think you'll be able to keep you hand's
off of Sandy? She was hot to trot for a threesome."

"Would I have to?"

He paused for a second, pretending to think. "Hmmm lemee see.
Nope."

They decided to drive over to her place and get her bike, since
it wasn't very late. Still, with all the activity they'd had
during the day, it turned into an early to bed evening. She was
still horny and ended up playing with his cock after they were in
bed. One thing led to another and she ended up giving him a blow
job. He was going to actually give her an orgasm as well,
realizing that he hadn't spent nearly enough time with his lips
on her sex, but something told him not to. As he lay there
recovering, he thought of something.

"For someone who's so submissive, you came on pretty strong the
other night," he commented.

"What, when I asked you out for dinner?"

"Yeah," he replied.

"Well," she said curling into his side, "sometimes I'm
aggressively submissive. Besides, after the dream we shared, I
thought my actions were pretty mild."

"Yes, it was a very wild dream," he smiled.

"Hmmm," she said muzzy voice, "sweet dreams."

And with that, she was fast asleep.

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