New Hope Motel In The Woods

First Time

admin — Sun, 11 May 2008 21:07:09 +0000

On our first blind date we hit it off she lived in Exeter and I in Plymouth, I had driven up in Exeter in my three wheel Van (just like del boy). We went for a meal and a drink then as you sat together in the van we had our first kiss it was wonderful as my hand caressed her body she pulled closer my hand slid under her blouse and touched her breasts I slipped it under her bra and found her nipple as I tweaked it she tried to get even closer and I felt her tongue in my mouth with such a passionate kiss it was heaven.
As my hand moved down to her legs I caressed her slowly moving up her lily-white legs her hand grabbed mine and said no what had I done wrong I thought if you go further you will get a bloody hand she explained she was on! My heart sank I though this was going to be the night. Maurice told me that she had never had sex before and was waiting for the right guy and she hoped that was me! wow wow. I drove her home and we agreed to meet the next Saturday I had a 40-mile journey and didn’t get home until 2.00am but she was worth it.
The following Saturday I picked her up we went for a drive and a walk in the spring sunshine and after a meal in a small county pub we drove to a deserted car park. I held her and kissed her she responded in seconds my she was some hot girl my hands wondered all over her touching feeling I undid her bra for more freedom and took her nipple in my mouth and gently caressed her she responded with her hand feeling my hard prick in my trousers felt so good I wanted her real bad my hand slid up her skirt and touched her panties I caressed her mound she bucked against me. My finger slid under her panty and found her slit it was so wet dripping with her love juices she loved the feel of my finger sliding in and out. She said tomorrow I am moving into my flat can we wait until then I said of course as in a van it was cramped and we wanted some comfort for our first time I agreed and we then drove home and I said I would collect her the next day at around 12.
I picked Maurice up at her parents house she had a armchair she Wanted and we put this in the back of the van together with some of her things and then we drove to her place on Black Boy Road in Exeter. We unloaded the van and then she stood in front of me the sexy sexy person she was I took her in my arms and kissed her and in seconds we where undressing each other I caressed her breasts so good she moaned as I touched them I hand moved to caress her legs, I picked her up and carried her to the bed and gently laid her down I moved and kissed her breasts slowly moving down her body kissing as caressing as I went, soon I reached her honey pot the juices out of this world as I kissed and caressed my finger slowly made its way in as I finger fucked her she was moaning and bucking against me then she said please please don’t make me wait any longer.
I slowly moved up the bed taking my effect prick and pointing it at her honey pot I said Maurice are you sure this is what you want, her response was to thrust up towards me. I guided my prick slowly into her until I felt a obstruction, I kissed her deeply and said are you ready o yes she replied I moved back and rammed in hard and fast as I broke thought she screamed and tears came to her eyes I kissed her lips. She said thank you thank you. I moved in and out slowly she said o my god its wonderful I pounded in and out her breathing was getting faster as was mine I said I am going to cum, fill me she said as I felt the juices spurt out her whole body shuddered as she came hard and heavy. We stayed like that for a while holding and caressing each other. Need less to say I stayed the night for round 2 3 and more. Maurice was 22 and worked in a bookshop I wonder what she is doing now?? We saw each other for about 6 months then things sort of fizzled out.

The Good Life

admin — Sun, 11 May 2008 17:07:15 +0000

Yes, indeed, I had the good life. I was sunning myself on my private beach in Jamaica, with a cool glass of lemonade, four personal servants, and my new yacht resting in the distance. I was about to tell Jacques to fetch my dune buggy for a ride, but then there was an unfortunate mishap.
My classmate elbowed me in the ribs, and woke me up. “Psst- Kev! Wake up, man! Doc Fenster looks like he wants to call on one of us again.”
I quickly snapped out of my nap, and looked out over the lecture room. The sunny beaches of my dreams had again been replaced with 187 Physics II students, all watching the old clock on the wall taunt us with the promise of freedom. As usual, Doctor Harold Fenster slowly plodded between the two podiums on the lecture floor, explaining the three laws of thermodynamics. I sat up and moved my neck around. I hated falling asleep in class-mostly because it left me with tightly knotted neck muscles from trying to hold my head up. Without thinking, I reached up to massage the pain out of my neck, and as my hand went up, an old memory tugged at the back of my mind. I squinted as I started to rub the pain out of my neck. The memory had something to do with raising hands and answering questions in class. I was beginning to make the connection when I realized it was too late. I heard the words I dreaded most:
“Mr. Lawes, I see you’ve volunteered to answer this question. Can you give us the answer to my question on the board?”
I cleared my throat as 187 heads turned to look at me.
“Sir, I, er, don’t remember the question.”
Several chuckles and giggles echoed across the classroom walls.
The old professor tugged at his blue bow tie, and replied, “Mr. Lawes, I’d like you to explain for the rest of us the definition of inertia.”
I looked up into the ceiling, and took a deep breath. I had no idea what to say, and since the rest of the class was staring at me intently, I figured it was best to pull a laugh or two out of the situation. I took a deep breath, and frowned as though I were concentrating.
“Sir, I believe inertia is the capitol of Mongolia.”
The class laughed, and for a second, I felt a little bit better about myself. However, Doctor Fenster quickly cured that feeling.
“Mr. Lawes, I expect to see you after class.”
The class sent up a reassuring “Oooo” of mock shock, and I smiled broadly to finish the act of defiance. The old clock on the wall, sensing it had lost the attention of the class, chimed loudly to signal the end of class. As the class began its usual rustle of moving paper, conversation, and zipping bookbags, Douglas patted me on the shoulder.
“Great work, you idiot. I’ll see you after Fenster finishes giving you the third degree. I’m out.”
“Doug, I’m gonna be fine, man. You’ll see.”
“Yeah. We both know those last two test grades were nowhere near high enough for you to keep razzing the man in class.”
I lost a little of my bravado as Doug turned to leave. Of all the classes I took, Physics was the one I hated the most. I slowly moved out of my row, and down the center aisle toward the old doctor. Although nearly two hundred people were in the process of leaving class, I could feel Doctor Fenster’s eyes follow me as I moved down to the podium. When I finally got there, he studied me for a minute, and began to speak.
“Kevin Lawes. What am I going to do about you? If something doesn’t change soon, you will not pass my class. I know you’re in your early twenties. Hell, I used to be in my early twenties. But, you can’t crack jokes and sleep through the rest of your life. This isn’t the first time you’ve evaded a question with a joke. Try that on the final exam, and see what happens.”
I looked up at the man, and started thinking. Maybe this time, I ought to take him seriously. Even Doug was starting to get on my case, and if I flunked out of college, my parents wouldn’t be all that happy about the money they wasted. Maybe it really was time to start taking him seriously.
Walking over to the podium, Doctor Fenster rifled through a stack of papers until he found a small yellow slip. Returning to me, he began to explain.
“Mr. Lawes, do you want to pass?”
Having thought about the consequences, I looked up and replied, “Yes.”
“Good. I was going to give this to you sometime this week, but you’ve proved you need it now more than ever. This is the number for one of the most effective Physics tutors I use with students-like yourself-who are special cases. She’s worked with a few of my pupils before, and the results have been excellent. Please call her at your earliest convenience, and pass my exam. That’s all.” I replied, “Thank you,” and turned to go to my seat and gather my books. As I moved, I glanced down at the slip of paper. The slip read:
Ms. Judy Roland 956-0102
I grimaced as I thought of who this Judy Roland might be. I had read (and fantasized about) stories in cheap adult magazines of college boys seduced by young, nubile, sex-crazed tutors. I considered that possibility for a fraction of a second, and concluded that the likelihood of that happening to me was in the same class as that private beach in Jamaica: A dream, at most. Knowing my luck, she was probably some disgruntled old hag with blue hair and bad breath. As I hefted my books up onto my shoulder, I made a mental note to call her when I got back to my dorm room and schedule a tutorial session. The doc was trying to help me, after all. I plugged in my headset, and began to listen to a few old “Boyz II Men” tunes. I never thought my days as a baritone in the school choir would pay off, but as I hummed along with Mike (the bass singer in the group), I began to feel a little better.
When I finally got back to my dorm room, I shut the door behind me, and looked down at the number in my hand. I took a deep breath, and picked up the phone. I tapped the number, and put the receiver up to my ear. After two rings that seemed to take an eternity, a female voice broke the silence.
“Hello?”
Although soft, the voice wasn’t anything like I thought it would be. I cleared my throat, and began to speak.
“Hello, Miss Roland? I was referred to you by my Physics teacher, and-”
“Oh, you must be Kevin. How are you?”
“I’m fine. Listen, Doc Fenster told me to meet with you as soon as possible to review some Physics. When are you available?”
I listened for a response, but all I got for a few seconds was empty space. I wondered if the connection had been broken-cordless phones had a tendency to act up sometimes..
“Hello? Miss Roland?”
There was another brief pause, and I heard her voice again. “I’m still here. I just- er- faded out for a second.” I sighed. Not only did I have to have a tutor, but I got the tutor with the bad phone line. I repeated my earlier question, hoping I wouldn’t have to meet with her until much, much later on in the week. Her response stunned me. “How about now? I know you don’t know me all that well, but he’s been keeping me up to date with his lectures. I can’t think of a better way to get to know each other, and start solving the problems he says you’ve been having.” Inwardly, I groaned. My Super Nintendo would have to wait a few more hours, after all.
“That would be just fine, Miss Roland. Where would you like us to meet?”
She laughed at me, and replied, “You’re so polite. Look, just call me Judy. Let me see…”
Another brief interval of silence passed.
“Listen, I just got back from the lab, and since I’m still dressed, why don’t we meet on the 5th floor of the science building? In fact, we can meet in the faculty lounge. It’s a pretty big room, it’s got a chalkboard, and since I’m part time faculty, I have keys. Bring all your notes and questions. See you in a few minutes, okay?”
I replied as cheerfully as I could, “Yes M’am.”
There was another short interval before I heard her voice reply, “Okay, bye.” I turned the phone off, picked up my books, and frowned. This was going to be one long, boring night.
When I finally got to the fifth floor about fifteen minutes later, I walked down the corridors, and finally stopped at a door marked “Faculty Lounge: Room 5018.” I noticed a thin sliver of light peeking out from under the door, and figured that my interrogation lay just beyond the hinges. I knocked on the door, and before I could change my mind, the door opened. I looked up at her, and for the first time that night, I figured that the evening might not be so bad after all. The woman I saw was an absolute knockout. She had a deep brown complexion that reminded me of freshly roasted pecans, and the shade of red in her lipstick accentuated a stunning smile. As I looked a little more closely, I noticed that she was a little older than myself– I guessed she was in her mid to late thirties. Judy was wearing a navy blue dress suit that accentuated her curves very nicely. The plunging neckline created by her jacket lapels revealed a sheer white blouse, and as she shifted, the blouse shifted fluidly beneath the jacket lapels. She reached out a hand, and I took it quickly.
“Hi-you must be Kevin. I’m Judy, and I’ll be tutoring you this evening.”
I was already smiling, and I nodded my acceptance of her offer. As she turned to guide me into the classroom, I took another look at the woman in front of me. I could just make out the slow, wide curve of her thigh moving through the skirt to emerge at her knee, and as she walked, the gently rounded outline of her hips strained against the shifting material. The shadow of her jacket falling against the moving surface of her skirt made her sex appeal that much better. Watching her walk toward the conference table confirmed something I had suspected when I saw her at the door: she was what me and my fellas called, “a big girl.” I hadn’t had many sexual experiences before that day, but my favorite was one that didn’t even involve any lovemaking. I danced with a rather voluptuous classmate named Sheree at one of the school functions. Although I hadn’t seen her since I helped celebrate her 21st birthday, I still fantasized about the way her body felt against mine, and the way it felt to have all that softness move against me. I must have been staring, because I jumped a little when Judy said,
“Make sure you close the door behind you.”
I looked up at her, replied, “Be happy to,” closed the door, and sat down. I’m not sure whether it was wishful thinking on my part, but I thought her cheeks were a little more flushed than when we met at the door. When I sat down, Judy moved a chair beside me, and sat down next to me. The soft, “plop” she made as her body hit the seat sped my heart rate up a little. Her perfume was one of my favorites, and the scent by itself was distracting me more and more from the Physics I was supposed to study. I shook my head, and opened my bookbag. Judy noticed, and asked, “Kevin, are you okay?”
I replied, “Yeah, just a little nervous about getting started.”
Laughing, she replied, “Don’t worry. I don’t bite. Listen, I’m going to slide up next to you so we can get started.”
She scooted up next to me, and I shivered a little when the side of her thigh made contact with mine. I was indecisive. I knew I should have moved a little farther away so that our bodies weren’t touching each other, but the feeling was fantastic! Her thigh was soft to the touch, and it felt natural to have my leg against hers. It was about that time when Judy smiled and said, “Take out your textbook, and turn to Chapter 4.”
[BREAK]
For the next two hours, Judy studied Physics, and I studied Judy. Every so often, Judy shifted in her seat, changing the position of her thigh against mine, sometimes adding a little pressure, and sometimes taking off a little pressure. When I would have a question, she would reach across me to get a pencil, the pen, or a calculator, and her fingertips would brush the backs of my hands and the skin of my forearm. She kept smiling at me regardless of whether my answer was wrong or right, and there was something very, very arousing about the way she used her deep, dark eyes to explain a point. Sometimes, she would put her arm up around my chair, and lean over to answer a question. That was when the soft, warm, heavy weight of her breast would brush against me for a few seconds while she studied the problem. I would have to struggle to maintain my concentration at times, and sometimes, I asked a question just to watch her thick lips move. The two hours passed like two seconds to me, and I found myself wanting this woman more, and more, and more. Finally, Judy broke our study session.
“Kevin, how about a study break?”
Her voice was nearly in a whisper, and her breathing was almost as fast as mine.
I replied, “Sounds good to me.”
Judy reached over and pulled my mouth into a full, sensuous, wet kiss. At first, I was shocked. This kind of stuff never, ever happened to someone like me. However, as she began to probe my mouth with her tongue, I wasn’t about to complain. As we turned in our seats, our hands found each other. It was Judy who took my hands and smothered them against her chest. The material camouflaged her size well; as I eagerly massaged her breasts, I discovered that they were even larger than I thought. I massaged her body through her suit, and began to play tag with her tongue. She paused to lick both of my lips, and I began to gently suck on her bottom lip. As I focused more and more of my attention on her chest, Judy began shifting in her seat. It was then that Judy made a wonderful suggestion.
“Kevin, help me out of this jacket.”
She stood up, and turned away from me. I stood up, and saw a familiar knobbed shape straining against the denim fabric of my own jeans. I was only embarrassed for a fraction of a second when Judy spoke again.
“Can you slide this off for me? It’s starting to get a little warm in here.”
I stepped up behind her, and when I did, she arched her back, and crushed her soft, warm backside against my crotch. I felt a wave of electricity shoot down through my penis, and a hot pressure began to build up deep in my body. I fought to stay cool, and worked to slide her jacket off her body. I glanced down at her body, and noted that something was missing from her outfit. At first, I wasn’t quite certain what it was, but when I looked for the white strap that should have defined her bra, there wasn’t one. She hadn’t been wearing a bra the entire evening! As the jacket fell to the floor, I wrapped my arms around her waist. She moved them up to her breast, and as I moved my hand over the sheer fabric of her blouse, my palm brushed one of her stiff nipples.
Judy inhaled sharply, and so did I. Gently, I began to pinch and squeeze the two nipples with each of my hands, and each time I did, Judy would grind her shapely bottom against my midsection, teasing my dick with the promise of pleasure to come. At last, she asked me to lift her blouse over her head, and when I did, she turned around. The white blouse fell to the floor as I took in the view. She had two magnificent brown breasts, each framed by a rounded tummy, thick arms, and (again) that gorgeous smile. I wasn’t sure where to start first, but again, Judy took the lead. Dropping to her knees, she unzipped my jeans, and lifted my very stiff dick out into the open. She flicked her nipple again and again while she gently stroked my dick with the other hand. She then whispered, “Now, I’m going to teach you all about friction. How does that feel?”
I moaned my approval, and looked down. She was still looking up at me with that beautiful smile, and I couldn’t help moaning again. Her hands were very soft, and my body was responding as though she put me together herself. My knees were actually starting to shake.
Judy kept playing with her nipple, and said, “Now, I want you to compare my hand stroking your dick to the wetness of my mouth.”
My eyes stretched a little, and before I could protest, Judy had slipped my penis into her mouth. She sucked at me hungrily, bobbing her head back and forth over my dick, and moaning while she took as much of me as she wanted. Occasionally, she would move her mouth off my dick to kiss and lick at the head, and when she did, I saw that her saliva formed a wet, reflective coating over the entire shaft. Judy looked back up at me and said, “See how my wetness reduces the friction around your dick?” She then took my entire dick into her mouth, and slowly, slowly sucked at it while she moved her head away from my body. This time, when she finally released my dick from her hungry ministrations, there was a thin rope of fluid connecting her lower lip to the tip of my dick. Judy licked her lips, and broke my freshly donated rope of liquid. Judy smiled, and said, “Mmmm. I think it’s time to switch from Physics to a whole new subject. This time, I want to give you a lesson in human sexuality.”
Looking down at her, I smiled, and said, “You’re the boss.”
This time, she didn’t take me into her mouth, but instead licked the underside of my member, nibbling gently at random intervals along my shaft. She took time to fondle my balls, and I knew that the hot pressure building in them would have to be released soon. For the next five minutes, Judy did everything to me but what I needed most: take my dick into her mouth. She flicked her tongue over the head, ran her tongue up and down my shaft, and even moaned while she continued to play with her breasts. I was getting closer and closer to orgasm, and I had never been built up like that before. Her arms and chest occasionally brushed my upper thighs, and I was moaning, begging her to take me into her mouth for release.
Finally, Judy looked up at me and asked, “Kevin, may I taste your come?” With that, she took my dick into her mouth, and I could stand it no longer.
I came.
I grabbed her by her hair, arched my back, and thrust frantically. She put her hands on my hips, pushing me deeper and deeper into the warm fire of her welcoming mouth. I felt myself spasm again and again and again, coating her tongue and throat with long, white streams of hot liquid. She suckled noisily, and swallowed my offering eagerly. She ran her tongue along the underside of my dick while I gave her all the come I had to give. When those few seconds of eternity between her lips was over, I looked down to see her licking the last few drops from the engorged head of my dick.
I looked again, and saw that a thin stream of white liquid was dribbling out of the corner of her mouth, and falling down onto her breast. She had taken all of me, and it was all I could do to fall to my knees, whispering her name again and again. Judy stroked my head, letting me lay curled against her body. I fell asleep in that position, whispering her name, wondering what I had done to deserve this special treatment.
An hour later, I woke up to someone kissing me on my lips, and as I opened my eyes, I recognized Judy staring back at me. I sat up, bewildered, and faced this wonderful woman. I began to ask her, “Judy, why,” but she smiled, kissed me gently, and began to explain.
“I was divorced two years ago, and it broke my heart. I haven’t been with anyone since then, and I never really thought I would be until you called me, asking for help. I love courteous men, and men with deep voices get me.. well, let’s just say your conversation on the phone left me needing a dry pair of panties.” I blushed, in spite of myself. I didn’t have the heart to say that I mistook that for a bad phone connection.
“When I saw you at the door, I noticed you checking me out. It’s okay-I was checking you out, too. You made me feel sexy, and being next to you-even studying Physics-made me feel very comfortable. I knew I was going to have you before we even sat down to start studying.”
My mouth fell open. I started to say, “So all those “accidental” times you brushed me and touched me were-”

A First For Miya

admin — Sun, 11 May 2008 13:07:31 +0000

1
It’s not as if I was happy to have spent thousands of dollars on film school only to end up as the assistant of the director of porn movies, but the job market being what it was, I was happy just to have a job. Still, Michael Spunk had proven to be a likeable boss, and, a year out of college, I was in no hurry to go looking for another job.
Part of my fascination with this job is getting to watch people have sex. Growing up in a conservative Japanese family, I was pretty sheltered, and even after I moved to the United States for college, I kept pretty much to myself. That is to say, I’m still a virgin.
It isn’t that I don’t want to have sex or that I’m afraid of it; really, I’ve become somewhat obsessed with it since I started working with Michael. But I’m still very shy, and I don’t know how to get sex, I suppose you could say.
I have become friends recently with one of Michael’s favorite actresses, Sadira Odell (known on-screen as Tiffany Velvet), and it was during pre-production of their latest joint venture (an interesting take on Forster’s “A Room With a View”) that I confessed my innocence to her.
Somewhat shocked, Sadira immediately took it upon herself to help me find a man with whom I could “explore my sexuality,” as she put it. After listing several of her friends and colleagues, she got that inspired gleam about her that seems to accompany all of her brilliant ideas.
“Just leave it to me,” she grinned.
2
Sadira’s costar in her current production was Reed Black (whose real name was Aubrey Covington, but whom everyone called Brey), an excessively attractive Englishman I had developed a crush on as soon as I saw him. He only stood about 5′9″, and was slim, fair, and freckled. He wasn’t overly well endowed, and yet had somehow found a good deal of success in his chosen field (it must have been the accent).
He had also found success among his coworkers, and his comparatively good manners led the actresses to recommend him to casting directors. He would even take the time to ask how I was, and hardly anyone even notices me. This would be their first time working together, and I knew that Sadira was as excited about working with him as I was.
So when Sadira invited me over to help out with a private rehearsal in her apartment, I was a little nervous. It would just be the three of us, and something told me this was part of her plan to get me laid.
I didn’t bother worrying about what to wear, as I knew that she would insist on a wardrobe change as soon as I got there anyway, so I ran out the door in jeans and a tee shirt and, fifteen minutes later, knocked on Sadira’s door.
She opened the door in a black lace bustier, a matching thong, black thigh-highs, and 5″ black heels.
“Hey, Sadie,” I murmured, waiting for her to let me in.
“That’s what you’re wearing?” she said, rolling her eyes. “Let me get this straight. I set this thing up so that you can get laid, and this is what you wear? No wonder you’re a virgin.”
“Can I come in?” She stood aside, shutting the door behind me. “I knew you’d make me change, so I didn’t worry about it,” I told her.
“Well, let’s see what I have,” she said. “On the other hand, this might be a good thing. You can put your clothes on over what I give you, and he won’t know what’s going on…” I could see her mind ticking as she pulled open the closet in the guest bedroom. “This is my lingerie closet,” she told me, and sure enough, the enormous closet was jammed full of lingerie.
“Wow,” I said, gaping.
“Let’s see, I’m doing black, so we’ll have to pick another color for you.” she began sorting through a rack of corsets, pulling out a burgundy, a light pink, a lavender, and a bright red one. “Try these on,” she said. “Any will be fine, but I think the red would look best against your skin.”
I pulled my shirt off self consciously, knowing she was scrutinizing my body. Following her advice, I pulled the red satin corset on, fastening it as quickly as I could.
“You’re hot, Miya, you know that?” Sadira said. “Yes, the red will do. Now for accessories…” She pulled out matching crotchless panties, black thigh highs, tall, black leather boots, and a black leather miniskirt.
“He’s going to know something’s up when he sees me in this,” I warned.
“Never mind that,” she grinned. “I can’t let that body go to waste. Besides, when he sees you in that, he won’t be able to think well enough to ask why the change!”
3
Brey arrived half an hour later, which gave Sadira enough time to do my makeup and hair.
I stood looking at her cd collection while she answered the door. “Go on into the back room while I get us something to drink,” I heard her tell him, and then listened to his approaching footsteps.
“Oh, hello,” he said as he entered the room. I turned nervously. He wore khaki pants, a white shirt, and a brown suede jacket.
“Hello, Brey,” I smiled shyly.
“Miya?” his eyes moved from my face down over the corset, down the skirt, to the boots and back up.
“How are you?” my smile grew a little more confident as I could see that he liked what he saw.
“I’m…wow. I’m stunned. You look…amazing,” he grinned back charmingly. “A bit confused, though. Are you going to be in this picture?”
“Something like that,” Sadira answered, coming into the room with three bottles of beer. “Here you go,” she said, handing one to each of us. “Did you bring your script,” she asked Brey, who held up the rolled-up copy he held in his hand. “Good,” she said, sitting on the chair. “Let’s get started then,” she said, gesturing toward the sofa. Brey tossed his jacket over the arm and lounged across the sofa while I dimmed the lights a bit.
They ran through some lines for a while, and I listened patiently. Finally, Sadira suggested that they move on to the first love scene.
“Do we really need to practice that?” Brey asked jokingly.
“Just to get the chemistry right,” she responded. “I do this with all of my coworkers.”
“How reassuring,” he laughed.
“Miya, would you go set the bed up for me?” she asked. I nodded, and went to remove the comforter from her bed. They followed a moment later.
“Take your shirt off and lie down,” she told Brey, who obliged quite willingly. My eyes followed his hands as they moved from button to button, revealing a freckled chest covered with just enough hair to emphasize his masculinity. The hair came together in a line from his belly button down to his pants. As he pulled the shirt off, he glanced up to notice that I was watching, and smiled, tossing the shirt onto a chair and sitting on the edge on the bed.
“Now, I suppose that Lucy,” which was the name of her character, “Will be wearing a skirt, so let me get one out.” She dug through the closet, pulling out a long skirt, which she quickly put on. “The question is, does she take it off or does he?” She moved to stand in front of him, running her hands through his hair as he gazed up at her. His hands moved to her waist, and she leaned down to kiss him. She stood, turned around, and bent forward as she pushed the skirt down to reveal her finely shaped ass. He promptly ran his hands over it, then pulled her back so that she was sitting in his lap.
I watched him slide his hands over her breasts as she turned her face to kiss him, rotating her hips gently to encourage his growing cock. He was breathing heavily as she broke away.
“Ok, so that’s one version,” she said, standing. “Let’s see it the other way. But,” she added, “I really need to visualize this, so Miya, you be me.” I rose from my seat and walked shyly toward him.
Brey gave me a friendly smile as I approached. “It’s all right,” he encouraged me, sliding his hands over my hips and resting at my waist.
“You should start out with a kiss,” Sadira recommended, and I bent down to press my lips to his.
His hands moved up to hold my face to his as he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into my mouth. I moaned gently, running my hands over his chest, and he lay back, pulling me on top of him. My legs fell to either side of him, and I straddled him, feeling his cock pressing against my pussy as we kissed.
He moved his hands down my body to my ass, holding me firmly as he pushed his hips up against me, then began searching for the skirt’s zipper. Finding it, he pulled it down and began tugging at the skirt. “Stand up,” he whispered, and I began to climb out of bed, but he grabbed my hand. “No, here,” he said, sitting up and gesturing for me to stand above his lap.
My eyes drifted shut as I stood over him, and his hands slowly peeled the skirt off of me. His hands drifted over every curve and valley from my waist to my ankles, and as I stepped out of the skirt, he leaned forward to kiss my crotch.
“Yes, that’s much hotter,” Sadira said, breaking me out of my reverie. “Thank you Miya,” she said. I nodded, and returned to my seat reluctantly. I could sense Brey’s disappointment, too, as he watched me walk back across the room. Sadira took my place on the bed, encouraging him to pick up where he had left off, and he hesitated, looking at me. I smiled and nodded, and he slid his hands up to her ass. He tugged down her thong, sliding his tongue between her pussylips to massage her clit for a moment before pulling away.
“Are you sure this is necessary?” he asked.
“Do you want to be comfortable when we start shooting or not?” Sadira asked, frustrated that her pleasure had been cut short.
“Of course, but…”
“But?”
“I’m not comfortable just now.” Brey slid his body back a little bit.
“What do you mean?” Sadira sat facing him on the bed.
“It’s just that you get me worked up, then stop. Then she gets me really worked up, then stops. Is this how it’s going to go all night?” he asked.
“I guess you’re right,” she said, standing up. “Let’s try something different.” She walked over to the nightstand and pulled out a sleeping eye mask. “Take your pants off,” she told him, and he obeyed. She handed him the mask. “Lie down and put this on,” she told him.
When he had, she straddled his chest and leaned over to free his cock from his boxers. I watched as she pumped it in her fist, then slid it into her mouth and began sucking and licking up and down his shaft. He was running his hands up and down her stockinged legs as she performed her ministrations, and I watched his legs tighten up as he struggled to maintain control of himself. When he had reached full staff, she rose, telling him, “Now we’ll fuck.” Silently, she gestured to me to climb atop him.
My pussy was soaked from watching Sadira suck Brey’s cock. I straddled him, holding his cock in one hand as I slid down onto the head. He moaned quietly, putting his hands on my hips. He pushed up gently, and when he hit the resistance, stopped.
“What…” he said, pulling the eye mask up. “Oh, shit,” he said when he realized it was me. “You’re a virgin?” I nodded in shame. “Well, let’s do this right, then,” he said, lifting me off of his cock and laying me on the bed next to him.
He leaned over to kiss me, running his hands up my legs and sliding two fingers through the hole in my panties. He rubbed them in my wetness, then slid them inside of me, rubbing my clit with his thumb as his fingers fucked me. I moaned into his mouth, moving my hips to match the rhythm of his fingers.
I was surprised to notice my pussy clutching at his fingers as they slid out of me, as if it was trying to pull them back in. I guess that was normal, since Brey seemed to be enjoying it. I tried to pull away when the pleasure became too intense, but he kept going until I thought I vouldn’t take it any more.
He stopped abruptly, pulling away and I cried out, wanting more. He repositioned himself between my legs, sliding the head of his cock in as far as he’d been before. He whispered, “This will hurt for a minute, but it’ll get better after that. Are you ready?” I nodded, biting my lip. “Okay.”
He pulled back, then pushed roughly all the way in. Everything went white for a minute, and I felt like I’d been ripped open. He paused, kissing my face and neck gently as my pussy adjusted to this intrusion.
After a few moments, I was ready to start up again, and I began moving my hips against him, encouraging him to do the same. He kissed my mouth, murmuring, “This is where it gets good,” before beginning to move against me again.
He began a slow rhythm, gently rocking in and out of me until I was writhing under him. I felt the pressure building again, but this time he let me go over. I guess Sadira was feeling left out, because, when she heard me coming, she came over and undid my corset, then bent over to suck on one nipple while caressing my other breast.
Brey began moving faster between my legs as he watched her sucking on my tits, and my moans grew louder as she slid her arm between us to rub my clit furiously. They made me come again, and Brey had still not come yet.
Sadira lay on her back next to me, said something to Brey, who pulled out. I moaned in protest, but felt him lifting me. He turned me over so that I was straddling Sadira’s face, and her pussy was presented to mine. Brey climbed back onto me, leaning onto my back and whispering, “Eat her pussy,” as I felt her tongue exploring me. I bent to suck gently on her clit, and Brey slid back into me.
His pace was more intense now, and he reached around to grip my tits as he humped me. Sadira was slurping loudly as she licked and sucked my cunt, and I ate her out as best as I could with the two of them devoting so much energy to me.
Brey was lifting me into the air with every thrust, and as my arms grew tired, I just lay forward and buried my face in Sadira’s cunt. She moaned, grinding her clit against my chin, and I gripped the backs of her thighs for support. Brey held my hips in place and began thrusting rapidly into me, and I could here the SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! as his hips slammed against me.
I closed my eyes and let the feelings overcome me again, and as my cunt contracted spasmodically around his cock, I felt his muscles tense up, and with a few more firm thrusts, I could feel him spurting into me.
As he disengaged himself, Brey pulled me off of Sadira. We lay together for a moment, then she moved up to kiss me. “Not bad for your first time, huh?” she laughed quietly, lying back on the bed.
“I think I could get used to it,” I said with a grin. I wiggled my ass against Brey and felt his cock already starting to grow hard again. “How about you?” I asked.
“Any time you want” he said.
Sadira laughed. “It’s gonna be a long night…”

Bad Girls Go Everywhere Ch. 02

admin — Sun, 11 May 2008 09:07:02 +0000

It had been weeks since Bobby and I had met at the hotel. Christmas and New Years had passed and family had left and still I hadn’t heard from her. She had my phone number, my cell number, my address, my god-damned email and still nothing! I felt like such an idiot! She had done things to me I would never have allowed another woman to do. I was a self-proclaimed heterosexual and in one evening she had changed me forever. I no longer just looked at men as sex objects, but now I wanted women too!
One evening I was just finishing up paying some bills online when my phone rang. It was mother again, asking me to run some errands for her. She needed a few things at the store and didn’t want to risk the roads with her bad eyesight. Quickly dressing, I drove to the all night Quickway and once inside set about picking up the few things on my mother’s list. Walking down the dairy aisle, I was startled to hear a voice I recognized. Looking up I noticed two women chatting and shopping. One of the women was Bobby.
I must have made a noise, some small exclamation or something because both women looked up from their musings to see me gapping at them like an idiot. “Rena, how great to see you!” Bobby exclaimed walking over and giving me a brief, friendly hug. “Honey, this is Rena, I think I might have mentioned her before. She’s a former co-worker of mine,” Bobby explained, willing Rena to go along with her little white lie.
“Oh yes, of course,” Bobby’s wife, Lynn answered pleasantly. She was shorter than Bobby and more plump with small breasts and a fleshy ass. Bobby probably liked spanking that ass, I thought to myself. Lynn had short black hair and big brown eyes that seemed intelligent and kind. She seemed so nice as we all chatted for a few minutes, not at all the cold-hearted bitch Bobby had accused her of being. Flipping through my file-cabinet-like brain, I mentioned two co-workers of Bobby’s that she had mentioned during our chats, hoping I sounded convincing. Having a history of getting involved with married boyfriends had paid off. I could retain the most useless of information.
“Well, I guess I should pay for this stuff and drop it off at my mom’s,” I finally said, eyeing Bobby with regret, wishing I could ask her to call me. I missed her so much.
“Are you doing anything special tonight? Going out with the boyfriend?” Bobby asked walking to the counter with her items.
“Umm, no, no, he’s ah… He’s away for the weekend,” I answered wondering why she would make up a fictitious boyfriend. I figured we had fooled Lynn pretty well with our story and Lynn seemed like a nice lady who would never think a bad thought if it smacked her in the face.
“Yeah I know that feeling, I’m driving Lynn to her mom’s after I leave here, right honey?” she said, looking at Lynn as she handed the cashier the correct change.
“Yes, my mom’s got that bad stomach flu and isn’t able to care for my dad, he’s got Alzheimer’s,” Lynn explained, grabbing taking the plastic bag from Bobby. “So it looks like our weekend is screwed,” she smiled walking towards the door, waiting for Bobby to finish our conversation like a good little wife.
“Yeah, so maybe we should catch a movie or something tomorrow,” Bobby suggested, eyeing my tits beneath the tight black sweater I was wearing. Feeling my insides clench, I told her I’d like that and to give me a call.
Walking out with them to the parking lot I noticed how pretty Bobby looked with her light blond hair, she looked a little like an elf, a pretty, naughty elf. Her skin is so smooth and perfect, not a blemish and her lips red and full, like a blond, smaller version of Angelina Jolie. I couldn’t wait for her to call me. I couldn’t wait for tomorrow. Thankfully I didn’t have to wait until tomorrow.
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Four hours later, I was in the tub and up to my chin in bubbles. My night had been shot after seeing Bobby. All I could think about was her and so instead of finishing paying those bills I had fantasized about the things we would do and ended up masturbating three times. I was drifting into another sexy fantasy when my telephone rang. “Hello?” I asked wondering who would be calling me at 10pm at night. The caller i.d. showed a private number.
“Hi Baby, it’s me,” Bobby answered smoothly. “Are you alone?”
“Yes,” I breathed deeply into the phone, not expecting her voice. “Where are you?” I enquired hoping she wasn’t far.
“I’m in my car, about 4 miles from your apartment. I could be there in 15 minutes Baby. Are you game?” Bobby’s voice was like a feather to my insides.
“Yes, yes please, I’m game,” I agreed, almost breathless at the thought of her coming to my apartment, of her playing with me again.
“I want you to unlock the apartment door right now Baby. Then go into the bedroom and wait for me. I want you naked. Do you understand Rena?” she ordered sternly.
“Yes, I understand,” I answered quickly.
“Yes, what?” she enquired softly.
“Yes Mistress Bobby,” I answered meekly and heard the click of the line being terminated. She wanted a game of submission, she would get it. I would do anything to keep her happy.
Rising from the bathtub, I grabbed my towel and hurried to the door, unlocking it. I quickly dried my wet, excited body and tried to calm my nervousness. Walking to the bedroom, I threw back the covers to the bed and then second-guessed myself and made the bed again. She hadn’t mentioned the bed. Should I be sitting on it? Should I be laying down on it? After debating with myself for 5 minutes, I decided to lay down on my side and calm my nerves with some breathing exercises I had learned once.
I had almost succeeded when I heard the click of an opened door and footsteps. The echo of her light walk sent waves of desire rushing to my centre. Rolling onto my back, I spread my legs and waited for her commands. I wondered if she would want my knees bent, opened and exposed to her strict instructions.
Finally, she appeared in the doorway, fully clothed in her jeans and leather jacket. She had something in her hand, but I couldn’t see. We looked into each other’s eyes as she walked slowly to the bed. “It’s cold out there tonight Baby,” she stated, sitting on the bed carefully, her eyes drifting down my body to my opened cunt. “Bend your knees Baby. I have a surprise for your hot cunt,” she told me, as one hand drifted up my thigh. Her other hand quickly found my centre and I felt the cold, bitter snow she had hidden in her hand enter my cunt.
“Fuccck!!!” I screamed as the icy, hard snow melted into my hot pussy, soaking her hand and my cunt. The constant activity my pussy and clit had gotten that night, making it more sensitive to the bitter, frozen treat.
“Oh yesss, I knew you’d like that,” she whispered leaning over and kissing my hungry lips. Our tongues wrestling and battling against each other. I was torn with resentment that she could do this to me and that she just might leave me again.
Her thumb rubbed against my clit, making me squirm and buck. Two fingers entered my body and plunged inside to the warmth that lay there, wetting her hand, feeling my liquid heat. She moaned against my lips and I grabbed hold of her head forcing more of her tongue into me, tasting her, wanting her sweetness to envelope me completely. My body needed her in ways I couldn’t explain.
Pulling back from me, she got up from the bed and began to pull off her clothes. Pulling off her jacket, her sweater and pants and shoes, she stood before me in just her black thong panties. Turning her back on me, she bent completely over, her ass before me, my gaze running over her pretty, white body. The bedside light casting soft shadows on her perfect skin.
“I want you to get on the floor Slave. Get on the floor and take my panties off with just your mouth. Do you understand, Slave?” she demanded, her hands touching the floor, perfectly posed like a statue.
Quickly getting to the floor, the liquid between my legs leaking on to my thighs, I fell against her ass. Rubbing my face against the cheeks of her ass began to nibble and lick at the band of the thong. I could hear her breathing increase as my tongue and teeth grabbed the band and gently pulled it down, when it was halfway down her ass I licked the line between her cheeks, tickling the vulnerable skin there, digging my tongue in to taste her. She moaned and pushed back at my face, signalling she wanted more. I continued sucking an licking for a few seconds more before pulling the panties down her ass to her feet.
Stepping out of the panties she raised herself up and spread her legs. “Now lick me Slave, lick me until I tell you to stop,” Bobby ordered.
“Yes Mistress,” I replied, obeying her command. On my knees still, I arched my back getting between her legs and licked and sucked at her pussy, moaning my enjoyment.
“Yes Pet, that’s right, mommy likes it when you do that. Lick me there, yes Slave. Such a good girl,” she praised my tongue and hands. I reached back and ran my hands up her ass, fingering her opening, loving the heat that emanated there. “Mommy likes it when you touch her there Pet,” she purred, spreading her legs wider.
My tongue, flicked her clit, eating her with my greedy mouth, while my hands rubbed her ass and played with the little bud that hid inside her lovely ass cheeks. I eased my index finger into her ass and fucked her with it. She hunched her cunt into my mouth, holding my head firmly in her hands. If she had a cock, I probably would have gagged on it at this point. She was so controlling, I felt like an inexperienced child next to her.
I continued fucking my finger in and out of her ass, my face pressed to her wet, dripping cunt, her smooth, bald pussy sliding against my nose and mouth. Her scent was in my nose now. She was ready to cum, I could tell. I latched onto her clit and sucked it hard. “Oh Goddd!” Bobby yelled ramming her body against me. Plunging three fingers into her cunt, I shoved them high up into her body, her cunt flooding my wrist and hand. “Yes! I’m cumming! Fuck me!” she screamed grabbing my hand and slamming it hard against her slot.
I continued humping her ass with my index finger and licked and sucked her as she calmed, digging her hands into my long brown hair, caressing and patting me like a good little dog. “Good girl, so good. I really needed that Slave,” she explained, holding me to her tightly. “Get up and lie on the bed now my little Slut,” she ordered softly, gently shoving me away.
Dragging my weak body to the bed, I laid down on my back, “No! Lie on your stomach!” Mistress Bobby yelled. I quickly rolled over, my hair half caught under me and as I tried to pull it Bobby grabbed my hair and pulled hard. “Ouch!” I screamed as she twined the hair around her hand dragging my head back sharply.
“Is the safe word “ouch” Slave?” Mistress Bobby mocked.
“No Mistress,” I answered, closing my eyes to beat back the pain.
“What is it Rena?” she asked coldly, pulling harder on my hair.
“It… It’s vanilla ice-cream, Mistress Bobby,” I responded quickly.
“So do you mean “ouch” or “vanilla ice-cream” Slave?” she asked sweetly, her eyes angry and stern.
“I mean “ouch” Mistress,” I clarified, praying I hadn’t disappointed her.
“Fine,” she twisted my hair firmly again, eliciting an exclamation from me. “Don’t ever say “ouch” again, say “vanilla ice-cream” because I will ignore every scream, whimper, sob, shriek, complaint, but if you say “vanilla ice-cream” we can all get along just fine, right Slut? Hmm?” she asked rubbing her face into my hair.
“Yes, yes,” I agreed licking my lips and pushing my head back at her hand, wanting her to do anything she wanted to me.
“Ok my Pet,” she smiled, releasing my hair and climbing onto my body, her front draped over the back of my body. “I think you need a long, slow fuck right now though, don’t you Pet?” she asked. I could feel her small breast digging into my back and she slipped one of her legs between mine, opening my body. Her knee slid up, pushing into my cunt, rubbing against my wet heat.
“Yes, it’s been so long Mistress,” I groaned pushing back at her knee, spreading my legs more.
“Have you been with any men Slut? Don’t lie to me Rena, I’ll know!” she demanded.
“No,” I gasped, humping her knee. “No one .. Ah .. Uh … No one since you Mistress!” I confessed. Tears coming to my eyes as I realized I didn’t want any other man, I wanted Bobby.
“No one’s touched you Slave? No one’s sucked on your perfect breasts? Hmmm? Tell me Rena? I need to know the truth,” Bobby once again demanded, wanting complete loyalty from me.
“No one, I promise, on my mother’s life. There’s been no one Bobby. I didn’t want anyone else,” I explained, my tears wetting the pillow.
“I believe you,” she whispered against my cheek, kissing me softly, licking my tears away. “I’m sorry, I had to know Rena. It’s been hell for me too”
When my tears had stopped, she once again began moving her knee, her hands running down my sides. “I love the feel of your skin Slave. You’re so soft,” she smiled, moving my hair off my neck and kissing me there, slowly, sweetly running her tongue up my neck to the edge of my ear. She took the edge of my ear into her mouth and sucked and then ran her hands down my side and dipped them under me searching for my soft inner flesh there. When she found my clit, she opened me, digging her knee in more securely, feeling me tremble and buck.
Bobby could be so sweet, so kind and gentle with me when I needed it. I hadn’t realized how loving she could be, not just sexy and exciting but loving to me. I needed her body though more than anything else right now and she knew that. She knew it had been too long for me. I wasn’t use to denying myself and I had been without a man in my life for over a month.
“Please Mistress, I need you! I need to cum,” I pleaded, sobbing into the pillow.
She played with me, bucked her hips against my ass, rubbing herself, bringing the pleasure back into her own body. I could feel her wetness leaving a trail on my skin.
I pushed and shoved and rode her knee, my hands holding on to the bed post for leverage. My long hair falling free over both of us, tangling under her body, getting wet from her juices, from my fuck juices.
“What a juicy little thing you are Rena? Do you get this hot with a cock inside? Hmm? Do you want me to get a cock? I could ride you Baby!” she grunted fucking her knee into me, her hands exploring and bringing me unbelievable pleasure.
“I just want you Bobby. FUCK ME!” I whimpered, feeling the trigger being pulled that said I could cum any minute. I ground my pussy harder onto her bony, beautiful knee, feeling like a puppy humping its owner. My moans turning to gibberish and my panting to high pitched squeals and wheezing.
“I’MM … cuMMinggg!” I screamed, both of us bucking against each other, her fingers rolling and rubbing my pussy and clit.
“FUCK ME,” I whimpered and pleaded. My body tossing so violently that she almost slid off me.
“OH GODDDDD!” I yelled and came against her pistoning knee.
She gently soothed my tender flesh, rolling me over onto my back, she laid between my thighs licking the liquid that pooled there. I could do little more than sigh in approval, loving the feel of her tongue on my sensitive cunt. I pushed my hands into her short blond hair, pulling her up to my waiting lips.
She opened her hot mouth, taking my tongue inside, rubbing her’s against mine. I wanted to keep her forever. She was so much fun. “Mmm .. Did you like how Mommy made you cum? Hmm?” she grinned into my eyes.
“Yes, definitely,” I smiled back. I think I’m in love.

Teacher’s Favorite Pet

admin — Sun, 11 May 2008 05:07:34 +0000

She was 18 years old but with the way she was built looked to be 25. She was naive and innocent to the world still. She was a tease, always wearing tight fitting jeans to show off her round firm ass, always wearing tight fitting or low cut shirts to show off her large firm breast. She had never been with a man. She would let the boys in school pet and kiss her but never would she allow them to fuck her. She was saving herself for one man, her second period biology teacher and she knew soon enough that she would get him.
He was not that much older than she was. He was 23 and fresh out of college. He had thick black hair and beautiful blue eyes that would stare at her in wanting. You could see his well-muscled body through his tight white work shirts but she was more interested in what was under is pants. She knew he was big from studying his organ every chance she got. He would grow hard when he got close to her or just talked to her and she loved the fact that she could do this to him. She would go home after school and masturbate to the thought of his big cock in her tight wet pussy.
One day after class he told her to wait, he wanted to speak with her. After everyone had left the room he told her he wanted her to come to his house after school to help him with a project he was working on. She smiled coyly and asked, “is there anything else you want me to work on besides the project.”
He grew red in the face from embarrassment but she could see that his dick had grown hard with the thought. She longed to touch his big cock and stroke it until he came all over her but she just giggled and said, “I will be there.” She could hardly get through the rest of the day. His proposal had made her so horny that at lunch she had to go to the girl’s room and get off. She was still very horny at the end of the school day and couldn’t wait to get to his house. He lived about 20 miles from the school and all the way there thoughts of him wouldn’t escape her head.
She arrived at his house and he greeted her in only a t shirt and gym shorts. This turned her on more to be able to see almost his whole body and not have to imagine it anymore. He led her to the couch and went to get her a Coke out of the fridge. He came back and pulled out a big sheet of construction paper with some plans on it for the biology project he wanted to do for class the next day. She bent over it and began to read. Her big tits almost falling out of the skimpy shirt she was wearing. After a few minutes of studying the rough draft he had made he started to gently touch her lower back where her shirt and pants did not touch. She moaned and came up from the paper.
He looked deeply in her eyes and said, ” I have had sexual feeling for you from the time I laid eyes on your beautiful body.” In reply she told him that she had also had these feelings for him and wanted him ever since the first day of school. He brought his lips to hers and kissed her hard and firm. Her head was starting to spin from the feelings she had and she thought she would pass out. He started to kiss her neck and moved up to her ear where he licked and nibbled on it softly. Her breathing was now heavy and she had to control herself from not ravaging him. He slowly made his way down her neck and with experienced hands undid her shirt and bra with one fluid motion. He then began to caress her tits softly wantingly, he brought his mouth to them and kissed them moving side to side to give each one equal attention. He licked and suckled her nipples with care and firmness. Her pussy was wetter than it had ever been and her juices started to drip down her inner thighs.
She let out a breathy moan and told him how good he was at it. He smiled and moved down to her tight tummy and kissed it everywhere. She wanted so bad to just reach down and push his head straight into her pussy but she waited patiently for him to explore her. He moved down to her thighs and licked them gently coming so very close to her hot pussy but not touching it yet. Finally what seemed a lifetime to her he put his lips on her hard red clit. She almost came instantly but got control of herself and enjoyed what he was doing to her. With his tongue he licked and caressed her clit and with his finger he started fucking her. He was pleased to know that she was still a virgin and this made him very horny.
He was gentle with her not wanting to hurt her in any way. He moved his finger out of her pussy and brought it down to her ass. He was surprised to find that her asshole excepted his finger easily and he finger fucked her ass harder than he had her pussy. She was in ecstasy, she had never felt anything like this before and she loved for his finger to be in her ass. She longed for his dick to be there instead of his finger but waited for him to stop eating her out. She couldn’t control herself anymore and started to cum. Her pussy shot its hot juices into his mouth and her body started to shake violently. She screamed out in pleasure and pushed his head away from her.
He came back up and started to kiss her again and she loved to taste herself on his lips and wanted his throbbing cock in her dripping pussy. He rolled off of her and told her it was time to return the favor. She willingly went down and put his hard dick in her mouth. She loved to feel him fucking her throat and she thought she would cum again just feeling his cock in her mouth. He moaned and said, “Are you sure you’ve never done this before because baby you give one hell of a blow job.” She looked at him and said “I have practiced on my dildos just for this moment.”
This gave him great pleasure to know that she used sex toys and that she thought of him when she fucked herself. She decided to return all of the favors he had shown her and stuck one long slender finger in his asshole. He jumped at first but after only a few seconds started to enjoy what she was doing. This was the first time anyone had ever done this and he couldn’t believe how good it felt. He was going to cum now if she didn’t stop. So, he pulled her away and brought her up to him. He looked at her and said, “thank you for that it was great.” She smiled at him and he turned her over on her back and slowly inserted his dick into her hot pussy. She gasped at both the pleasure and pain she felt and soon was going to cum again. She held on to him tightly wrapping her legs around his body. She moaned and told him “you’re going to make me cum!”
“Good” he said, “I want you to cum all over my dick,” and with that she came more violently than she had before. He told her what a good girl she was for cumming all over him and told her to turn around and get on her hands and knees so he could fuck her up the ass. She willingly turned over and gave her ass to him. It was nothing like what she had felt before. His big hard cock thrusting hard into her asshole sent chills of passion all through her body. She was about to cum again and did so screaming all the time to fuck her harder. He felt the hot fluids from her ass pour out onto his dick and he knew he would cum soon.
He pulled out of her and laid on his back, motioning her to come and fuck him. She mounted him and before she put his dick in her willing pussy she reached down and started to rub her clit with his cock. He started moaning and telling her how good her clit felt on his dick and he wanted her to cum all over it. She rubbed it hard and fast on her and in mere minutes stated to cum. She put his dick in her wet pussy and began to ride him slowly making sure he felt all of her deep hot pussy. She sat up and began fucking him so deep she felt it in her tummy. He brought his hands to her tits and feverishly kneaded them pinching hard on her nipples.
She was in pure ecstasy. She came again and all her hot juices poured down his dick and on to his legs. She came back down and started kissing him passionately. Fucking him fast and deep. He let out a moan and told her he was going to cum. She told him to cum in her pussy. She wanted to feel him fill her up with cum. He grabbed her thighs and pushed down hard on her so that she could feel his dick shoot out his cum. He shot loads of cum in her and she went limp with passion. She reluctantly got off and laid beside him. He came to her and kissed her gently on the lips. She still wanted him inside her, still wanted to fuck him but she could see he was spent. She quietly thanked him for all the things he had shown her. He told her that she was welcome but he still had more he would like to do to her.
She got up from the couch and got dressed. She said she was sorry but she had to go home. She had homework to do and her parents would be getting home soon. He said it was all right and he’d see her tomorrow in class. He walked her to the door, kissed her again and told her that her assignment for tomorrow was to be at his house promptly after school and be ready to be fuck better than she was today. She smiled and said she would be here willingly and ready for everything he had in store for her.

Tomeric: The Kiss

admin — Sun, 11 May 2008 01:06:49 +0000

Tom knew at that moment that his life had changed forever. It was a kiss, a simple playful kiss- meant in jest but filled with promise and hope and despair all at once. The promise and hope was that what stirred in young Tom’s heart and belly with the excitement of the kiss and a feeling he never thought he would have, the despair was that he knew Eric was only playing and that it had been an accident.
It happened at a wedding. after the bride, Elizabeth and the groom, Tom’s friend, Eric had been married- came the dancing and the games. One of which was that men and women circled Eric and he was blindfolded then he, after a few drinks and being spun around had to tune in on his new bride’s voice and kiss her.
Tom was not surprised that Eric was coming towards him. He was always being told that his voice sounded like a girls. ON the phone people always referred to him as ma’am or miss and even in person at times he was assumed to be a woman. he had very feminine features, but he was surprised when Eric took hold of his shoulders and planted a big wet kiss on him. As was everyone else in the room. Much laughter ensued and someone removed Eric’s blindfold. To Tom’s slight embarrassment, he had closed his own eyes, and though he did not look at Eric’s face he could imagine his own friend’s shock- after all they used to gay bash all the time.
The rest of the reception Eric kept staring at Tom and Tom, assuming it was anger left abruptly claiming that he had been called in to work.
Just out of high school he took up a room with Cloe, a girl who was attending night school while working at the Burrito Barn, in Cocoa beach. It was a drive from where they lived but the rent was cheep and the fringe benefits of having a roomy paid off- in the beginning. But Cloe had begun to stay out and party, she stopped helping with the rent and the phone bill hadn’t been paid- such was the state of affairs when Tom came home that mid afternoon. There was no sign of Cloe and the bills had all been thrown in the trash. Something by the coffee pot captured Tom’s attention and his heart began to sink. “YOU HAVE 3 DAYS TO PAY YOUR RENT OR MOVE OUT” was written in large red letters. The paper had been crumpled up and part of it was missing.
“What else can happen today!” he fretted as he jerked the coffee filter out of the pot and sent it and the grounds dancing about the floor. “Thanks!” he said scooping up the mess he had made with his hands and placing the grounds and make shift filter into the garbage can, “There you are.” Tom took the piece of paper that had been used as a filter and stuck it back with the notice from their landlord, it completed the sentence, “This is you final notice!”
Tom finished cleaning up the kitchen the dishes, the living room. He was shocked to find two condoms on the sofa, having never expected Cloe to use safe sex… nothing about that girl was safe… “You must have come from one ugly son-of-a-bitch.” Tom said to the condom as he tossed it into the garbage. He then showered and tried not to think about what had happened, it didn’t work. He dried off and came out of the bathroom to find his bedroom door opened and Cloe rummaging through his drawers, “Can I help you?”
“Yeah I need money… lots of it!” she said as she tossed the place, without pause.
“What a coincidence! So do I!” Tom exclaimed.
She turned and took hold of his shoulders, Tom used to look forward to those intimacies but there was nothing there now, only reflections of how it had felt when Eric grabbed him. “You don’t understand Tom- these fuckers will take it out of my ass if I don’t get them the money.”
“What money, from where?”
Cloe gave Tom a side glance, “You know it really brings me down to have to go through this all the time with you- do you have a secret stash or not?”
“NO I have nothing Cloe- and rent is due!” he added to her back as she spun around and went out the door.
“Don’t think she’ll be back any time soon.” he said to himself as he locked the door behind her. Her MO was to disappear during hard times and then return when things were good, primarily to ruin them again- or so he had noticed. As usual he put the small apartment back into order but he lingered for a while in her room, there- though he had no reason why, he gathered up her blue silk panties, leg stockings, matching braw and a silk night gown, blue with Japanese letters on the back. he went in to his room and tried them on. The stockings were a little baggy and so were the panties, the braw just hung there and the image made him depressed. a second trip into her room brought out some smaller underwear, white lace and a white braw, the braw was still big but the panties fit nice and snug, also the white stockings fit well too, “These must be more recent.” he thought as he tried his reflection in the mirror. Cloe had started out a little chubby but her lifestyle was making her a skeleton, everyone saw it but her. Tom decided to shave his legs to help with the look before he realized he was supposed to work that night. He searched for his cell phone and found that it had a message on it, it was his boss telling him not to come in as the hours had been cut for the month. “How the hell am I going to pay the rent?” he protested, tossing his phone to the side, but then was also relieved that he would have at least one evening of fun before he was homeless. He shaved his legs completely and trimmed around the front too where some hairs were beginning to grow. There were only a few hairs on his backside but he got rid of them too then took another shower and tried out her clothes again.
He added perfume to his neck, belly and thighs then went into his room and slithered into bed. He ran his hands over his body pulling on himself and pushing the panties around his smooth skin. “Ohoo” he cooed. “This must be how it feels!” he sucked on one of his fingers, then annother. Before long he had climaxed inside the panties.
He fell to sleep.
There was a knock on the door, and he jumped with a start. Half dazed he reached for the light but could not find the switch. He stumbled into the hallway and the knocking persisted- it was urgent and loud and he opened the door, before realizing what he had been wearing still.
3 faces stared at him in shock. They had looked angry, but they were shocked more than angry now.
“Damn!” one of the blacks exclaimed, “I be sorry ma’am wez’ lookin’ fo Cloe.”
“Do you know her miss?” another of the black men asked, the white man who was with them said nothing and only stared.
“You have the right address.” Tom said… “BUt she’s gone.”
“Do ya mind we c’m in?” the largest of them asked.
Tom shook his head and stepped back, pulling the Japanese nighty around himself as he did so. “Sorry for my appearance…” he said, “I don’t think she’ll be back.” he added.
The white man sat on the couch and stared at Tom while the other black man went to the fridge, “Do you have some beer?”
“Maybe.” Tom gestured with his hands, “I really don’t know.” Now a bit more alert, and very woken up, he tried to manage the situation he had suddenly found himself in. “If you were hoping to catch her tonight you might find her at the boardwalk.”
“We came from dat place, it be dead.” the largest black man, who took a seat in the recliner said, he too was staring at Tom, “You a pretty girl- ya know dat?”
“Me. No.” Tom blushed and took a seat next to the window on one of the bar stools.
“Yes you is.” the white man finally spoke up, but still his eyes were fixed on Tom.
“These aren’t real.” Tom said for some reason, and gestured to his chest, “I have really small ones.” he didn’t know why or what he was saying, then added, “I meant the boardwalk in Daytona.”
The man from the fridge returned with 2 beers, “Looks like we haf ta share.”
“Don’t mind if I dose.” the white man said, his eyes not leaving Tom as he took a beer. He popped it took a gulp then got up and offered it to Tom, “What’s your name girl?”
“Tom.” he said dully.
“Tom?”
“Tomeric.” he gulped, adding with a shrug, “My parents were weird.”
“They must have been Asian or something girl, you is so hot.”
“Philippine, my father was, my mother was from Brazil.”
“Enough of da bulshit, listen,” The largest of the three said as he took a gulp from a beer and handed it to the other black fellow, “Your friend Cloe ows us a lot of mutha fuckin money normally we fuck people up fo dat shit but seeing as you are all nice an shit we can let you co for a small price.”
The white guy smiled, “Not too small.”
The one who had came in with the beer stepped behind Tom and pulled his hair back with one hand while he planted his mouth on his face. His large lips caged Tom’s mouth and their tongues darted into each other’s, exploring, licking, caressing. His other hand dug into Tom’s panties but luckily for him he pulled it back right away, “Shit’s all ready wet with cum man!”
“Damn if we aint late to da show!” the large man stood up, “Well we aint funna tap no other man’s juice…” he unbuttoned his fly, “You just gonna have to suck us off one at a motherfuckin’ time!”
The three men cheered and took their seats. “Well?”
Tom stood up and tried to remember what it was he had seen girls do in the movies. “First thing first.” he said, “No coming in my mouth.”
“Yeah, cross my heart.” the large man said and he pointed to his crotch, “C’mon girl we gotta get dis done so we can go to Daytona.”
Tom got down on his knees before the man and with one hand fished out the large penis. with the other hand he messaged the man’s thigh and he put himself to work. The sooner he finished them, the sooner they would leave. He wrapped his hand almost around the fatty dick and crammed as much of it as he could into his mouth. with one hand he massaged the balls and jacked the fellow off and with the other he continued to rub the man’s leg and belly.
“Oh dats it you ho, suck it.” he gasped.
Tom didn’t reply, just took the piece of meat as far as it would go into his throat and jacked off what ever else didn’t fit. He took turns bobbing his head up and down and then licking and nibbling the sides of the more than 11 inch dick. He took the balls in his mouth, making the man scoot from the couch and the other two men laughed. “Oh youz a good ho!” he groaned, “Dat’s it suck deez nuts!”
Tom complied with whatever the man suggested, and worked himself into a frenzy of excitement while doing so. Finally and quite suddenly the man began to cum. Tom did not know that it was going to happen and was shocked how much the large dick throbbed in his throat. HE had tried to pull off the dick but the man’s hands kept him in place until he was finished coming, “Now swallow bitch!”
Not wasting any time the white man pulled Tom over to him, “Get on this little miss Tomerica!” he said.
Tom complied, though the man’s dick was easier to get in his mouth than the other guy’s it was by no means small, however he made short work of it and the man whooped and hollered as he pushed Tom’s face all the way to the base of his dick as he blew his load into his throat. Tom swallowed it all and then crawled over to the last man.
“Here’s de deal.” the man said, “I am gonna fuck your ass an cum in your face.”
“I thought you didn’t want sloppy seconds…” Tom’s heart began to race. If they found out that he was a guy what would they do to him?
The man shook his head, “I never said such a thing- I want your ass.” he undid his pants and stood up.
Near panic, Tom complied with a nod and then gently sat him back down and took his dick in his mouth to get him hard. It was not as long as the first dick but almost as thick. Tom struggled from the beginning to get him hard enough, then wet enough. During the time it took for him to suck the man nice and hard, the other two had stepped outside. Tom used excess saliva from the blowjob to lubricate his ass and when the man said for him to turn around he did. HE slid the back of the panties to one side and fed the dick into himself, or tried to. The man finally took control and pushed Tom down onto the floor then hauled him back up to his knees and back on himself then he pushed his dick into the tight hole.
Tom gasped, moaned and cried out in a shockingly high pitch which was mistaking for a squeal of excitement by the two outside, as the man began to pound himself into Tom’s anus. “Oh yeah bitch yeah!” he said as he gripped Tom’s shoulder and hair and pulled him back towards himself as he humped forward off the couch, “Oh yeah bitch yeah!”
Tom cooed responsively, wanting this all to end, only because of the fear of being found out. “Oh yes, yes, yes!”
“UGH!” the man made 3 short grunts than pushed Tom off of his dick and shouted, “Turn around bitch, let me hit ya, uhg!” stream after stream of hot juice sprayed across Tom’s face, into his noes, his eyes, his mouth. on his neck into his hair… “Ugh, Oh… oooh haaa.” The man groaned, “Bitch!” then he grabbed Tom by the head, “Clean me off ho, can’t go in a car all dirty and shit.”
Tom complied, tasting his own ass as he cleaned the man’s pole. He sucked on the nuts, the stem and the head, then took the whole shaft into his mouth again and again down the entire length until the ass taste was gone and only saliva remained.
The door opened, “C’mon man we gotta go!” the other’s called for their friend.
Tom, dizzy got to his feet and locked the door behind them. He staggered down the hall and collapsed into his bed, eager for the moment alone and filled with a strange new sensation, not only was it the sex, the debauchery, but he had gotten away with it. They thought they had humiliated a woman, but in fact they had been shamed… he had showed them.
It wasn’t long before he came again, and again, and decidingly slept in his new clothes.

All In My Head

admin — Sat, 10 May 2008 21:07:47 +0000

Hands roaming over her breasts again, they were strong, but so cold.
Caressing the soft body below in ways not known before, teasing relentlessly as they slid down the generous curve of a hip.
The breath in her ear was always hot and filled with an unnamable lust, that primal growl that came from this delightful intruder’s throat each time he paid her a visit.
But why was it always at night?
She didn’t have the time or mind to care as the hand found her warm treasure.
Using one finger to gently stroke up and down the bare lips of her pussy, gliding almost painfully before running the slender digit inside her warmth, feeling the slick heat of her arousal as it escalated.
Her hips came up to meet the soft strokes of her unknown lover, sweat pouring down her breasts in little streams as the moans came freely.
Taking his finger out of her pussy and bringing it to his mouth, he licked the juices from it slowly, savoring the taste of the young woman who was at his mercy.
She whimpered at the loss of contact, but was reassured as his husky voice met her ear.
“Soon little one, you will know what true pleasure is.”
With those words she awoke from her feverish sleep, sweaty and wet with anticipation, but always feeling as though it were all just a dream.
For months now, this same man always came to her in her sleep, quietly taking her body and stripping it naked, not once had she complained.
Her dreams soon became more detailed,all his touches more intimate, his words more cryptic.
It made her blood simmer.
But she did not know how to make her dreams progress or cease.
Her daytime life had taken a nose dive.
At work she could do nothing but think of the moment when her eyes would close and she would hear and feel him again.
On the other hand she desperately wished to excell in her work, make something of her life.
Coming from a small hillbilly town where all the girls her age were already married for the second time and had five kids was what spurred her on to do greater things than just be another baby machine for a drunken idiot who would never appreciate her.
All of her friends had married straight out of school or had been knocked up after one date.
“Poor dopes…” she thought absently as she filed away another large stack of paper work.
Hours later, she peered up at the wall clock to find that she had worked late for once.
“Well I hope my lover isn’t too angry with me for being late.” she mused as she gathered her things and went to the elevator.
A short ride and a ding signaling that the elevator had hit the parking garage and she was walking to her car parked at the far end of the deck.
She walked briskly, the night air chilling her through her silk blouse, making her nipples stand out through the lace of her bra.
A shuffling noise behind her stopped her in her tracks.
She turned to see who or what was on the deck with her, but could find nothing.
Shrugging and blaming her over active imagination, she continued on her way.
Then the more distinct sound of footfalls at an almost hurried pace.
She whirled around in time to be snatched around the waist roughly and thrown to the concrete floor.
This time, a set of gloved hands reached down and ripped her blouse away, buttons scattering in all directions.
“Hold still bitch and I won’t kill you!” A hoarse voice commanded.
She held still for a moment before trying to knee the thug in the balls.
It half worked as he tightened up and shifted to the side.
She kicked at him again and dug the hell of her pump into his calf.
She jumped up and ran quickly to her car, fumbling with the keys for only a moment before getting in and locking the doors.
The man was pissed and came at her, pounding against the door, screaming obscenities at her.
he stopped for a second and when she looked to see him, his gloved fist smashed something heavy through her window.
She recoiled as shards of glass sprayed all around her.
She heard the man growling, mumbling, then …gurgling?
She did not get the chance to see what had stopped her attacker as everything went black.
~~
She awoke in a hospital bed, her boss sitting next to her in a chair, wringing his hands.
He was a wealthy, but kind man in his seventies.
He strived to have the best life had to offer and expected nothing but hard work and integrity from all his employees.
Now he sat with the look only a grieving father would over their own child.
“Sir?” she spoke softly.
He looked up in relief and happiness, clasping his hand over hers.
It was explained to her that her attacker was found dead, lying right next to her car with his throat brutally slashed open and that she was passed out in the car.
Police were investigating as to who caused the attacker’s death.
Not long after she was released, the police came and questioned her.
She gave them all the information she remembered, but still felt slightly useless.
A female officer reassured her that everything would be alright and that she was doing a great job.
She smiled weakly and asked to be exscused as she was feeling tired.
The officer’s left her alone and she went to her bedroom.
The one place she felt safe now, in this room, on this bed.
She knew that once her eyes closed, he would be there and at this moment, she needed him.
Heavy eyelids closed as if on cue and she drifted away into a dark state.
Soon enough his breath was on her ear again, arms encircling her waist.
“You are tired, you need to rejuvenate.” He whispered.
“Yes…” she weakly replied.
His hand came up to run in her hair, straightening the tangled strands, running his finger tips down to the base of her neck.
She moaned lightly and let her head fall back against a hard shoulder.
His hand continued its righteous path down to her left breast where two fingers gently pinched and tugged on the pink nipple.
Her body went hot and pliant and his hand’s ministrations continued over to the right nipple, enclosing the entire globe to knead the soft flesh.
“I can help you little one…” he purred.
She moaned.
“All you have to do is say yes.” he continued.
Both of his hands came to rest on her hips as he pulled her into him, pressing their lower halves together.
She felt his erection through his clothes and it incited her to grind her hips against him in need.
He chuckled a little and brought a hand around to smack her in her voluptuous ass.
A small squeal slipped out of her mouth as she brought her arms up above her head.
His hands once again found their way to her inviting pussy.
He stroked the outer lips as before, but his time pressed two fingers into her core, feeling her wetness and desiring to pleasure her until she screamed, then he would have his moment.
He pressed his fingers in slowly creating a delicious friction inside her body.
She threw her head back and moaned aloud, her body temperature rising with each thrust his fingers made.
She heard his growling, it made her shudder, remembering the man who had tried to rape her.
The growling became a soft kind of purring as her dream lover turned her to face him, encircling her for a moment in his arms.
“I am sorry that rogue tried to harm you, but I took care of him for you, he won’t ever touch another woman again.” he said lowly.
She snapped to attention.
How had he known about the attacker if he was in her dreams?
Suddenly she no longer felt safe with this person, this man in her head.
She pushed away from him and backed away, her eyes glistening with unread fear and unrealized passion.
He stood resolutely still, like a stone in a cemetary and merely held his arms open for her to return.
When she did not return, he gestured by taking a step towards her.
She backed away again and turned to run in any direction she could just so she woke up.

In Your Dreams

admin — Sat, 10 May 2008 17:07:38 +0000

I had an interesting dream last night.
I dreamt we went to a bar and you wanted me to find a sancho. We were there and you went across the bar from me so I was alone. I was sitting there and this guy started talking to me. He asked if he could sit by me. I looked over at you, seeing you nod yes, so I told him sure. He sat down on a barstool, kinda behind me so he could have me between his legs. He was talking to me and putting his arms around me. I kept watching you, having drinks across from me talking casually to people.
You would occasionally smile at me and nod in approval. After a while, I see you motion for me to invite him to our house for a drink. So I explained to him I was looking for a sancho and I pointed you out and said you were my husband. You held up your drink. So then he was telling me how cool it was that I wanted a sancho and you were ok with it. He said he would be my sancho whenever I wanted him. So I asked him if he would like to go back to our place to get to know us. So we stood up and I hadn’t realized how tall he was. He was pretty tall, about 6′4″ black and nicely dressed, I was surprised he would want to be with me. He kept hugging me from behind and kissing my head lol. When we got up to leave, you came over and introduced yourself.
As we were at home having drinks, talking and laughing, I started telling my new sancho that we wanted to find someone who would go out with us or just me to swing clubs so I could have some extra attention, he would say sure he would love to as long as he only had to be with me. Soooooooo, then we told him we would like him to come over sometimes to our house when the kids were gone. He would said that he’s available any time except while working, I think he was a paralegal or a lawyer cause I remember talking to him about some legal stuff we saw on the television.
So after he agrees to everything we want. It starts to get hot, VERYY HOT. You tell him that I like to be kissed on the back of my neck, so he tries to kiss me there, but my collar is in the way. While he’s standing behind me, he unbuttons my shirt while you are watching, I’m not wearing a bra and I’m already turned on having him do that and you watching. So he moves my hair and kisses the back of my neck. I can’t decide if I want you participating or just watching, cause both scenarios are exciting, which do you prefer? Mmmmmmm, he’s kissing the back of my neck and you come in front of me biting my nipple. You want to show him what drives me crazy. I love getting kissed from both sides. Sometimes I manage to turn and kiss him. You’re still paying attention to my nipples and I am getting incredibly wet. You take down my skirt for me and I undo his pants while he undoes his shirt.
We go and he sits on the edge of the couch and I sit on his hard cock but facing you. He continues kissing my back and neck while I ride his hard cock. I kiss you passionately while his hard cock is in my pussy. I am completely turned on from that I turn and face him while I ride him on the couch. He takes over my nipples sucking, biting them. You take down your pants and come up behind me and you take my ass from behind while I’m riding his cock. At this point I am so excited I start yelling out “oh my god yes, fuck me hard, both of you, fuck me” Well, you seem to really like it, cause that’s when you start pulling my hair and telling me to take your hard cock. You tell me to ride that big hard black cock in my pussy. My new sancho starts telling me to ride his cock harder. You tell him to talk nasty to your bitch. He tells me that he wants to fuck my asshole. But I’m really enjoying having a cock in my ass and my pussy, with both of you kissing me and you nibbling on my back. I want you to pull my shoulders down as you push your cock harder into me driving him deeper, mmmm yes fill both my holes. I’m your sluttttt wife. He tells me to ride his cock harder. I’m his slut too. You run your fingernails down my back and I arch because it feels so good. When I arch back he grabs my nipple in his mouth and bites it hard. Mmmmmm I get so close to coming, but you pull away. You want to watch him fuck my ass doggy style from behind. Mmmm, my favorite when getting strange cock. I climb off the hard cock and get on all fours.
You sit a few feet away grabbing the camera. He gets on his knees in front of me. I see his unattended cock and I grab it and pull him to my face. I start sucking his black cock and taking it all into my mouth. You start taking pictures of me his big cock in my mouth. I love cock in my mouth. He pulls out and strokes his cock a couple times. He goes behind me and rubs his cock all over my ass leaving drips streaking all over my bare ass. Mmmm yes I love when going bareback. You take pictures of him rubbing his dripping cock on me. I’m so turned on honey. I tell you as you take pictures and stroke your cock. You love me like this honey. He guides his cock up and down my crack. He finds my asshole and slides his dripping cock in. You get a picture of my face just as he gets his cock in. You tell me that’s your favorite look on me. It feels soooooo good when he fucks my ass. You come over and play with my nipples. I start to shake with pleasure. I want more cock. I want your cock in my pussy. I want to be filled with cock again.
We move back over to the couch and I ride your cock and my black rancho takes the camera and takes pictures of us fucking. After a few shots, he comes behind me and gives me his hard cock. You ask me, “Do you like his cock in your ass?” and I scream, Yes!!!!!! I like his cock everywhere. Mmmmmmm you guys are fucking me so good. You’re playing with my nipples while he’s kissing my neck. It doesn’t take long before I start to quiver violently all over.
You tell sancho that I’m going to come soon. When you tell him that, he pulls my hair and shoves his cock hard into my ass, pushing you deep into my pussy. OMG!!!!!!! YESSSS FUCK YESSSSS. God your cocks feel so good. FUCK ME HARDER BOTH OF YOU!!!!!!!!!! YESSSSS FUCK ME HARDDDDD. My voice gets higher and higher the closer I get to climax. Oh yes, fuck me I’m your dirty slut Fuck me hard honey. Make that cock go deep in my ass. I have a big black cock in my ass and I love it OMG!!!!!! YESSSSSSS, Give me more cock. I ride you both so hard. He’s got his hard cock in my ass, and it feels incredible. I start to come on his big black cock in my ass and your thick cock in my pussy. Just as I come, he starts to come and fills my ass with his load. You can feel me pulsating and him coming in me. You can’t wait either, as you cum deep inside me. I love it bareback.
Tell me you love your slutwife and you give me your load. You scream out loud “I love my slutwife!!!!” He loves his new slut too. We are all coming and touching and hot, and sweaty. Give your slutwife your load. Mmmmm Show her it turns you on to see her with her new black sancho.
WOW I can have some good dreams huh honey lol You like me slutty. Maybe we’ll have to go out tomorrow so I can be slutty. I love cock. You know I do. I couldn’t get enough that night at that parking structure, I was soooo turned on, you want me finding my own cock. I wanted more guys to come by when I was being taken up there.
But I also fantasize about you bringing cock home to me. Mmmm, just every time you’re out without me I always wonder if you will be bringing me home a surprise.
All true, hope you like our first story posting. Weekends coming up, maybe she will get to that surprise soon Keep ya posted.

Shannon Elizabeth

admin — Sat, 10 May 2008 13:07:18 +0000

Shannon pulled the curtain closed behind her as she entered the small changing room. She had agreed to model swimsuits for her friend’s store. She arrived about fifteen minutes after the store closed and the photographer wanted to get to work immediately. Shannon pulled her clothes off and reached into the duffle bag and pulled out the first suit. It was a black, strapless one-piece. Once she got it on she found it was very tight and clung to the contours of her body. The cool air made her nipples grow hard and they stood out against the black material. She came out of the changing room into the deserted bookstore. The only people in the store were Shannon, the photographer, and his assistant. The photographer hurried onto the small beach set that had been hurriedly constructed. He seemed rather agitated at having to do the shoot so late.
Shannon thought he was an odd little man and just did whatever he told her do to get this over with as soon as possible. She didn’t have any complaints about his assistant though. He was a tall, black man in his mid-twenties with an athletic build. He kept taking long glances at Shannon’s body wrapped in the tight black fabric. The photographer quickly took all the photos he needed of her in the first suit and Shannon went back to change. She noticed that the assistant’s eyes followed her all the way back to the changing room. As she peeled the tight suit from her body she started fantasizing about the assistant and wondered if the rumor about the size of black cocks was true. Bringing herself back to reality, Shannon pulled the next suit out of the duffle bag. It was a blue bikini and she pulled it on and glanced in the mirror. The suit showed her body off nicely but wasn’t too revealing. She turned and left the changing room to find the assistant’s eyes on her immediately.
When they finished with the blue bikini, Shannon returned to the changing room and again the black guy’s eyes followed her all the way. Feeling extremely horny now, Shannon decided to see what she could get. Closing the curtain only half way, she turned back on to the door and hoped that he would watch her change. As she undid the clasp of the bikini top she watched in the mirror as his head poked out past the edge of the curtain. She pulled the top away from her firm, round tits and squeezed them together as she glanced quickly at his face in the mirror. The bottom of the bikini was next to go as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband and slid it down her slender legs. She then turned around in a circle deliberately letting him take in her naked body. She rummaged around in the duffle bag and pulled out a white tankini and matching string bikini bottoms. She put the tight suit on and came out of the changing room and noticed a sizable bulge in the front of the assistant’s pants. He stared at the outline of her dark pink nipples that showed through the tight, white tankini.
There were about half a dozen more suits after the white tankini and they got through them in about forty-five minutes. The photographer left and Shannon went back to the changing room to put her regular clothes back on. When she came out the assistant was gone and she felt herself sink a little thinking that he wouldn’t be satisfying her tonight. As she left the building she saw him standing next to her car. He approached her as she started walking away. “Hey you’re Shannon Elizabeth, aren’t you?” he called out.
“Yeah,” she said she turned to face him sticking her chest out ever so slightly.
“Well, Shannon, were you just teasin’ in there or can I get some action here. Ya know black guys have bigger cocks than white boys. You ever take a black monster inside you?” he asked as he moved a little closer and put his hand on her hip.
“You’ll have to tell me your name before we do anything,” Shannon said. He said his name was Jabar and Shannon continued. “Hop in. My place isn’t that far away,” she said. When they reached her house and made it up to her bedroom Jabar didn’t waste anytime. He undid his pants and dropped them allowing his nine and a half inch cock to spring out. The dark brown fore skin was pulled back exposing the engorged purple head which was far too inviting for Shannon to pass up. She dropped to her knees and immediately took the thick shaft in her hand and started stroking it while she sucked on the head. Jabar pushed more of his cock into her mouth and she began bobbing up and down on the long shaft. As she went down on him, Shannon undid her pants and slid a hand inside her panties and quickly found her moist slit. Her hard clit was poking out and her fingers rolled over it sending an electric shock shooting through her body.
Seeing Shannon’s hand inside her panties made Jabar hungry for some fresh, white pussy. He pulled his shirt off and stepped out of his pants before pulling Shannon to her feet and taking her to the bed. He threw her down on her back and pulled off her blue jeans and red, lace panties. Kneeling between her legs, he inhaled her musky scent before plunging his tongue into her snatch. Shannon’s hips bucked as she ripped off her sweater and quickly released her gorgeous tits from her bra and began mauling them and working over her erect nipples. Jabar’s tongue probed deeper and deeper into her pussy working her into an orgasmic frenzy. She came with a gush of her oily juices which Jabar greedily lapped up.
“I love the taste of white pussy,” Jabar said as he rolled Shannon’s naked body over, “Almost as much as I love fuckin’ white pussy.” With that he pressed his thick, hard cock into her wet pussy. She quickly found out that the rumors about black cocks were true as she felt the walls of her cunt stretch and give way to the dark, meaty shaft ploughing into her steamy snatch. He began pumping his manhood in and out of her pussy at a hectic pace wanting to fill her with his hot cream. Shannon was moaning loudly as she had yet to come down from her first orgasm and Jabar’s cock was quickly driving towards another.
“Oh God, fuck me harder!” she yelled at him as he pounded deeper and deeper into her. “I wanna feel your cum inside me,” she panted as she felt the muscles between her legs begin to spasm for the second time. Jabar could feel his cum bubbling up within his balls and come shooting through his cock. With a great roar he sank his cock as deep as he could into her trembling sex and let loose a massive barrage of thick cum. Feeling his cream splatter over her insides, Shannon could hold back no longer and her orgasm exploded over her body. Her hands clenched into fists as Jabar began sliding his cock in and out of her again. Her naked flesh became a mass of goose bumps as her climax continued and she thrust her hips back to meet his cock.
Once he was finished unloading, Jabar slid his cock out while Shannon continued trembling. His cock was still stiff and he noticed her ass hole was slightly spread so he rubbed her sopped pussy to get some of her juices on his hand and smeared it over her raspberry. He grabbed her cheeks and spread them apart as he moved his prick towards her anus. He easily popped his mushroom inside and then began sinking his shaft into her tight ass. Shannon screamed as she felt her anus spread to take his monster. It hurt at first but the pain subsided and she began enjoying it as he fucked her with the first few inches of his cock. After she stretched a bit more Jabar sank a few inches into her and soon most of his nine and a half inches were crammed inside Shannon Elizabeth’s anus. He grabbed her hips and began pumping.
“Fuck, white ass is even better than white pussy,” he sneered as he slammed into her ass hole again and again. Shannon was in a state of quiet bliss and she felt her entire body relax despite the thick cock invading her back door. She raised herself up on her arms and Jabar’s hands quickly left her hips and found her luscious tits. He kneaded her mounds and pinched her nipples as his cock continued assaulting her ass until another load of cum was ready. He slid all the way in emptied his load. Shannon purred when she felt the warm cream coat her anus and one of her hands fell between her thighs and began rubbing her swollen pussy mound.
Jabar pulled his cock out of her cleaned himself off. Shannon was exhausted now and she rolled onto the floor with her hand still between her legs. Feeling triumphant at his conquest, Jabar looked down at Shannon’s sweaty naked body for a few moments before getting dressed and leaving her on the floor filled with his cum.