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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Cuckold training my husband

Cuckold training my husband
By: Cassandra

Please note this is a story about extreme cuckolding! If you do not like those kind of stories please do not read this one. If you are the kind of guy that reads the whole story then gives it a very low mark because you do not like the genre (or more likely secretly do and that scares you) then please do everyone a favour and go jerk off somewhere else. For those of you who are brave enough to read and enjoy this story then kisses to you and if you liked it please remember to vote.

When my husband first admitted to me that he wanted to watch me have sex with other guys he had no idea of the Pandora's box, or should I say Cassandra's box he was opening!

Over the last 5 years I have transformed my husband from a dominant and jealous man into a totally submissive cuckold. He used to get angry whenever another man so much as looked at me and now he is completely trained and willingly submits to watching me getting fucked by other men. This is because he knows it is only when my pussy is full of of another man's cum that he has any chance of receiving any sexual release from me.

In training my husband I had a great deal of help from a good friend of mine Catherine who is a semi-professional dominatrix. Cathy is the one who set out some simple if harsh methods of training my husband and they worked like a charm!

The first month whenever my husband got amourous I referred to him as my little cuck. I also explained that as a little-dicked wimp with only 5 inches he was no longer allowed to have regular sex with me but was only allowed to eat my pussy.

While he ate my pussy I explained in detail how much I was looking forward to fucking all the guys that had been hitting on me. I then allowed him to jerk off but only after he had made me cum with his mouth still on my pussy. I also made him buy me a large black dildo to fuck myself with when I was sexually frustrated. In truth I did miss my husband's cock but I couldn't let him know that!

We also started watching porn, something I had rarely done before and it was always of tiny women like me (I am 5'1" and asian) being fucked by well endowed white or black guys. (My husband is white).

During this early time I let him cum on my stomach or tits but only if he promised to lick it off of me and swallow it all. Also while he was jerking himself off I always referred to him as a wimp and cucky while he would call me Mistress or Goddess, which I really enjoy!

During the next month I made him wait on me like a servant giving me back rubs and foot massages, and listening in while I started making phone calls to various guys that I was flirting with over the internet. Many of these guys wanted phone sex so I would tell them in detail how much I was looking forward to fucking them while explaining to them that my husband's cock was worthless, couldn't satisy me and would likely never enter my sacred pussy again.

The third month was when I took things to the next level. At this point my poor husband was so sexually frustrated that he was almost constantly masturbating. I found this both irritating and distracting so I purchased a locking chastity device for his penis and made a point of keeping him locked up in it for days at a time. I also wore the key to it on a chain around my neck.

I could not believe how desperate for release this made my husband. He orally serviced me for hours while begging for release from his cock cage. I must admit the power very much turned me on and I came hard on his face and then smiled as he licked up every last drop of my pussy nectar.

Only then did I release him and gave him a foot job which took all of half a dozen rubs with my feet before he spurted his worthless load all over my toes and feet which I then made him clean up with his tongue.

That night after he had showered I locked him up again and this time told him I would not be releasing him until he had found me a well hung lover.

In the following week my husband outdid himself. He found a well endowed 9 inch black guy named Roy that he had met while playing squash with a few months earlier. He knew Roy was well hung from peeking in at him in the shower at the gym. When my husband told me that part I laughed and told him I always knew he was queer. You should have seen how crestfallen he looked when I called him that.

But a few days later my husband was eagerly watching Roy pounding his thick black cock into my tight little pussy while I moaned and told Roy (truthfully) that he was the best lover I had ever had.

My husband knew that I was not on the pill and so was especially traumatised when I urged Roy to cum in my fertile pussy. (I had not told my husband or Roy that I was wearing a diaphram). Soon Roy was erupting inside me and I had one of the most intense orgasms of my life.

Then while Roy was still there I had my husband lay on the bed. I then squatted on my cucky's face as I leaned forward and unlocked his cock cage. I heard my hubby's muffled voice say "thank you Mistress" and with that I sat up so that a maximum amount of Roy's potent cum could run into my cucky's mouth and face.

Once I was confident my cucky was dutifully swallowing everything that was flowing out of my little pussy did I actually lean forward and start sucking his poor little cock back to life. My hubby moaned with relief right away but his now shriveled cock had been trapped for so long that it had trouble growing back to its full size.

Then I noticed that Roy was hard again, and with my husband finally fully erect and on the brink of cumming in my mouth I stopped and told him to leave our bedroom so that Roy and I could have some privacy while a real man fucked me.

I could then tell my husband was kneeling outside our bedroom door and masturbating as he listened to Roy and I fucking all night. At one point I yelled at my cuck husband that he'd better clean up any mess he made on our nice hard wood floors before he went to sleep!

The next morning I had my cuck hubby make Roy and I breakfast while I told Roy and my hubby what an incredible lover Roy was an how he had touched me in places my pathetic husband never could.

After that first incredible night Roy introduced me to a couple of his other well hung friends. Soon I had hubby trained to phone these studs and beg them to come over and fuck me. This was because the only time I ever released him from his cock cage and allowed him to masturbate was when he was slurping some guys cum out of my well fucked pussy.

During this first year of extreme cuckolding, apart from his birthday and Christmas I never let my husband fuck me. On our next wedding anniversary I arranged for two of my studs to fuck me in a row and cum in me. I then had my lovers watch as I served my husband his anniversary cream pie fresh from my pussy. Finally as a special treat I actually gave my husband a blow job until he came in my mouth. My hubby foolishly watched to see if I would swallow his yucky sperm so instead I french kissed him and made him swallow his own spunk.

After being thoroughly cuckolded, my husband is no longer jealous when other men look at me. Instead he asks me if I like the look of him and if I say yes he then quickly arranges to get their phone numbers for me.

Since some of you asked (when I posted this story previously) yes I am a sadistic bitch. But if my husband, who I dearly love, actually wanted me to end his cuckolding I would. I have (on doctor's orders) lightened up on the cock caging as it was affecting my husband's ability to get and maintain an erection. After this I also decided that I missed being intimate with him and so last year for our wedding anniversary after serving him his cream pie (this time from three lovers) I actually let him fuck me. My husband wept with joy and gratitude as he came inside me. It was shortly after this that I became pregnant.

My loving husband insisted I keep the baby even though there was only a slight chance the baby was his. I kept him in the dark as to whether we were having a boy or a girl, and I of course had no idea who the father was, it could have been one of half a dozen men including my husband. I was thinking I could end up having a well hung Tiger Woods if the daddy was black. Instead I gave birth to a very healthy baby boy whose biological daddy was obviously white and, judging from the surprised look on the nurses' faces when my boy was delivered, extremely well hung.

I was so happy with how things turned out and how loving and supportive my hubby has been as a cuckolded father, that I have promised my husband the next time I get pregnant I will make sure it is his . I am hoping it will be a girl.

Rocking On Tour -Ch#2

Rocking On Tour -Ch#2 [part 2 of 4]
By: Sweet_Whispers (justmystories@yahoo.com)

Rocking In Madras?Ch#2

-1- I had left Mumbai and Bhumi with a heavy heart. We had had great fulfilling sex almost daily for the next three days after that tempestuous first time you read in the first chapter. I have even promised her sponsorship to UK so she can come settle there. Basically the idea was that we can be near each other. After a draining farewell fuck that started on the bed (missionary) and moved onto the table near the TV (doggy style) and ended up in the bathtub (standing positions) on the last day, she had bid me tearful farewell.

I was now on my way to the southern city of Madras, now renamed as Chennai by locals.

If anything, the memories of wild sex had emboldened me to savour more variety that India had to offer.

The Plane was only half full and there were two pretty airhostesses, one wearing a western style Skirt that hugged ivory skin well and set off her ass and thighs well. The other was dark and sultry and wore her sari well below her deep set navel. Her tits almost burst out of her sleeveless blouse and I could see her cleavage clearly below her sari veil. The silk sari made her rotund ass globes sway seductively as she served us refreshments. All this did not do any good to my eager beaver downstairs any good.

I purposely brushed my right arm against the first one's silky smooth thighs when she came near me ands stood in the aisle pretending it was an accident but she was smarter than me and only smiled back coquettishly but avoided me the rest of the journey.

Just as I was cursing my luck, as if on cue the darker one came near me for refilling my drink and asked me if I needed anything else. A name badge worn over her blouse that held her rounded breasts tightly said ?Pugal'.

There was a twinkle in the eyes that I did not miss. "Oh, Yeah, and where might you be staying in Madras and how long?"

"Sir, I am flying back to Delhi tomorrow first thing but I will be back after three days on leave and staying back for a couple of days here" "Are you a local gal, Miss Pugal?"

She straightened and her top of exposed globes flattened out wide in their chemise. I gulped and my prick lurched painfully in my trousers. "Oh yes, sir. Why?" "I shrugged "Well, I am on tour here and having a local person to show around the place.. Mmmm...There's nothing like it, you know" I tried to make it as casual as possible leaving the offer open.

She had sat down opposite my seat across the aisle and had crossed her long legs below her sari.

The hemline lifted just that much to show her dark and dainty feet clad in sandals with slender painted toes showing she had a silver anklet chain adorning both her feet and that sat quite prettily. She wore big diamond studs on her ears that twinkled at me when she spoke. She would be in her twenties and was a well formed tall and dark Indian woman.

She threw her plaited dark oily hair back with a neat flick and said, "Oh well ... I will think about it, Mr.. Hard... I can show you around, I guess"

"OK, Pugal...Here's the deal. I stay at Chola Sheraton Hotel for a week from today. May be longer, if things are interesting around here"

"Oh Sure... My place is just a few minutes from the Chola. Here is my number" she had written out her cell phone my number on apiece of paper and handed it to me.

I preserved it in my purse as it was some precious gift. Who knows only time will tell.

We made small talk and many a time during this time I was privy to the sight of her beautiful brown Tropical tits through her blouse. She smiled and waved and promised to meet me before I left her City.

-2- My cock was still in a half erect stage that I arrived in a Non- air-conditioned taxi to the Hotel with her memory fresh in the mind. It was hot as hell and I was sweating profusely. The roads were bare without much traffic in the afternoon.

The cool AC ambience was a big relief as I stepped into the Lobby. There were only men behind the counters here, unlike in Mumbai, dark South Indians some almost as dark as me.

I was ushered in to 4th Floor AC suite. The Hotel looked swell and very luxurious even for the price I was paying.

Nothing sensational happened there till after I had bathed, rested and turned on the TV at about 5 PM.

It was on all the news channels when I switched on. There had been a Terrorist attack a couple of hours ago on the Central Railway station and on the Srilankan embassy. It was something to do with Tamil Terrorists fighting for independent Srilanka.

The foreigners were being warned not to venture into the City till Police came to grips with the situation and Police protection was being provided to Hotels like mine where Tourists from abroad normally stayed. Hell, I cursed my luck and in a fuming mood went out of the room towards the Bar.

She was standing ear the Elevator lobby checking whoever came her way. It was straight long walk to her and I took my time studying her. She was a lady cop and she was big and swarthy.

She had bulging biceps and thighs like trunks of an elephant calf. It was only when she turned toward me that I saw that she had aquiline nose and dark smoldering eyes that captivated me.

She wore Khaki Police uniform of the State and she was bulky around the waist too. In all, she was a typical middle-class, middle aged Policewoman of South Indian Tamil variety.

I would not have paid her second glance but for her glance from those smoldering eyes when I neared her. So, I thought, the security was already in place

"Security, sir. Please identify yourself" She gestured to me with a dark ruler as se spoke. Although the accent was there, she sounded more educated than I would have given her credit for.

"Rock Hard from England. You want my passport or something?"

I went over to her. She stood to my nose and smelt faintly of an herbal perfume. She was certainly in her late thirties or early forties. She was dark big woman, but not really a pretty face but somehow sensuous.

Her breasts were wide and BIG and were corseted tightly in mega sized bra beneath her uniform. I enjoyed the sight hoping I was not looking lecherous. You can't take chances with a cop and that too, a lady cop.

"No sir, Just Room Number please" I confirmed it and then she waved me on.

That should have been the end of the whole thing, but things work mysteriously and to their own script in God's world.

There was an explosion somewhere in the belly of the Hotel below and all the Lights went out even as the Building shuddered under the impact. I was just passing the Police woman when this happened and startled as I was I gasped and grabbed her impulsively.

"Crouch down", she shouted in my ears loud enough to be heard over the din. There were some screams being heard from the corners of the dark Hotel.

We actually fell to the floor holding each other, my big arms over her wide and soft back side and we thudded to the floor ostensibly to escape any falling missiles or debris.

We rolled over each other twice on the cold marble floor and I had shocking, brief and pleasant sensations of two pliant tits mashed under my weight and my legs entwining with her soft and big thighs. My face was buried in the crook of the neck smelling her jasmine scented oily hair. It was moment held still in time and we felt were together somehow forever floating in a dark world.

The noise soon died down and I tried to get up my legs were weak and trembling and so I flopped back into the big and soft body of my mature lady cop below.

"Ouch... Haaa" She groaned under my weight even as my hardening prick probed her none too gently in the underbelly... "Switch on the emergency Lights to your right on the wall", she hissed in my ears even as her big arms went about balancing me.

I got up now and crawled over to the near wall and scrambled for any protuberance that resembled a light switch. I found it and turned it on and soon the passage became dimly lit by the wall hung emergency Tube lights.

"Let's get to the basement and see what happened", I said hurriedly looking over at her in the dim light.

"Not you sir", she shook her head, dusting herself and rearranging her shirt over her burgeoning tits. "You are civilian, it could be Bomb, you know and besides I have a man there"

I went over to her and looked around generally coming to grips with the situation in the Hotel after what could be another terror attack. The blue badge on her Khaki shirt called simply her ?Selvi, Police Inspector'

She muttered to me switching off her Wireless set that ?her man below' was not answering at all. I was a man for various occasions and was itching for action, whatever type now and I was damned if I was going to let this slip. ?Some action is better than no action', I thought, especially in the company of a big lady cop like her.

"Miss Selvi, I am a trained Ballistics expert in my country and work for UK Govt and I don't Mind offering my services to you now. I realize that terrorism is a global menace and all of us have to chip in our bit". I made it like a political speech and she fell for it. She nodded her head enthusiastically, but muttered

"But we have protocol sir; we don't know what happened ... I am not able to raise my Base station"

?I can raise ?my Base station' anytime, I leered to myself thinking of my 8-incher and looking at her hefty muscular frame hungrily but said,

"I am here and so better than your man below who isn't answering!!"

"Yes...That's OK, I guess, ha?" She turned and bent forward to fix her shoe laces and her bursting buttock globes stretching wide and far out of the Khaki confinement beckoned me invitingly. My man below was answering me alright!

We ran down the staircases as the elevator was out of order and we found the so called basement a mess of wires and smoke.

Some Hotel workers were reluctantly entering the area now gingerly with emergency lamps in their hands.

We almost stumbled over the dead cop's legs. The poor sod had had no chance. His face was blasted out of his neck. It was a gory sight, alright. I was used to blast scenes and did well not to choke or get sick.

Inspector Selvi turned to me and asked me "Sir, please find a land phone in this Hotel and call 100 and report to The Police HQ while I control the staff. We were the first two to be deployed in this Hotel. The main contingent should have been on the way by now. We were close to here and so were called in quickly. So now, with him like this..."

I knew what she meant. At that very moment she had no help. Her Wireless set was out of order too. May be because of the fall we had had in the passage. I looked around; the hotel staff was totally unprepared for this and stood shell shocked. It seems the Manager had actually fainted, we learnt later.

Selvi had her hands full. There was no help from any quarter right then, so I plunged on. It took an hour of hard work for Selvi and I before a semblance of order was restored.

It was actually much later when I was at the Lounge talking over Phone to my embassy informing them of my safety that I felt a tap on my shoulders,the Lights were on in The Chola and the chandeliers were sparkling brightly. ]

Selvi's eyes lit up too as she clasped me by hand and shook it saying, "Thank you very much sir, the City Police...in fact India is indebted to you for your timely help"

Sometimes, educated Indians speak more formally than us English, I thought and said,

"That's quite alright, Selvi...Can I call you so?"

"Of Course Sir, Mr..... ah" she let it hang

"Hard, Rock Hard, but just Rock for you" I whispered stooping over close to her face and looked her in the eye.

She smiled back but I saw her dark face go red too in appreciation and embarrassment. We walked over to the lounge and I somehow enjoyed the close proximity of this big woman in cop's attire.

She explained that the City was sewn up tight after the serial blasts that day. There were a couple of other Hotels which had been attacked too.

"You mustn't simply stir out, Mr. Hard," she said vehemently and I imagined a bit affectionately too. Capitalizing on it, I said conspiratorially,

"That's quite hard, you know...coming over to Chennai I wanted to see the beaches and all"

She again did the simple feminine trick of flicking her hair back with a jerk of the head and her swollen tits did a jiggle with it, inside their tight bra which my lecherous eyes did not miss. I pressed on,

"May be I won't feel that insecure with a big cop like you around me to safe guard...so, why don't you stick around with me?"

Her eyes widened in amusement and her solid ?cop thighs' crossed over one another and she suddenly laughed merrily.

The peels of her laughter lit the fire of lust in me. I felt mad hunger for the bounty of this big juicy muscular woman and I mentally stripped her, cloth by cloth.

All it did, you will realize, was only to aggravate the condition of my vigilant member and I had to squirm in my seat to control the surge of excitement.

"Who will look after the Hotel and the City? I am on duty here, Rock" she said a trifle apologetically and turned toward some junior officer and said something harsh in Tamil.

"None of them know the basic safety rules in bombing incidents. They should come prepared" She told me seriously. I patted her dark hand softly, "Cool off, Woman, you are a walking Bomb yourself".

She laughed merrily again and again the jiggle of her well-fed breasts was a real sight. Food for thought, they say...

She promised to meet me in the Hotel before her shift ended that day. She rushed off to the basement saying, "Today's shift might not end at all, you know..." We never knew until later how prophetic her words would be.

-3-

I was watching the TV later and sipping a Tropicana Orange when the doorbell buzzed. I wondered who it would be as I had ordered no food till then. It was still 7 in the evening.

I was wearing a sweat shirt and Bahamas as I opened the door. I was pleasantly surprised to see Inspector Selvi Looking exhausted at the door.

She smiled tiredly and asked, "May I come in?... I want to use the Rest room if you permit.. All other rooms are somehow locked on this floor" I ushered her in, thinking if she would really want to go to those ?all other' rooms then. I grinned inwardly and my cock did a lurch in my shorts as I watched her swaying ass globes in front of me as we went in. She spread her voluptuous body on my couch casually near the TV and I sat on the bed facing her after she had been to the bathroom and back.

I offered her an Orange drink too and we sipped and she talked. Selvi had led a rough life. Hailing from a poor farmer's family, her education was discouraged by parents, but persistence paid off and she went ahead and finished her Police service exams in Chennai City.

But marriage was performed with a Bus conductor Perumal seen by her parents as is customary in India. Selvi was shocked to know shortly after that the man was an alcoholic and a violent husband to boot.

The pair had pulled on somehow with a daughter in tow for nearly ten painful years before Perumal succumbed to Liver Cirrhosis. She had then toiled in the men's word of Police deflecting all kinds of discrimination on the way, to rise to the present post of Police Inspector.

She was nearly to tears by now and I was next to her on the couch. I was patting her strong arms and hands softly, My Fingers had entwined themselves in her dark hair running through them all in a gesture of comforting, you understand. Her head was on leaning on my shoulders and one of my arms went around her big back and was smoothening the uniform creases around the heaving humungous chest area.

All this affected me in two ways, one in sympathy and empathy to her plight, the other doing things to my raging libido in her physical proximity.

I said many things to comfort her including a little praise which was not out of place generally applauding her perseverance, courage and how she needed more love and support. I almost said I was there to provide the last one. I didn't but it had the same result after all in her getting cozier to me and looking like a hurt puppy with those mascara-running black eyes. My hands brushed her tears away and kissed her cheek and whispered in her ears,

"Hey super cop, you are one hell of a desirable woman, you know"

She shook her head and the sides of mammary globes nestled closer to my chest then making me squirm in unbridled temptation. "Nah, I am a dark, no good fat old woman" , she convinced herself saying this but I managed to look shocked and hugged her big body closer. I was moving in for the kill if you can guess what I mean. I said, "How can I convince you otherwise, baby? Haa... Look, a man's tongue can utter lies but his cock never does!"

Thus saying I took her softy pudgy hand and moved it over my crotch right where my full length of cock was waiting under the corduroy of the shorts.

"Uhhh!" she gasped with a shock and jerked up but I was prepared for this, so I hugged her closer preventing her getting up and turned her face toward me and planted soft ?PLOP' of a kiss right on her dark juicy lips.

Her hands involuntarily tightened in clasp over the middle of my raging cock and my waiting tongue forced her mouth cavity open and snuck inside and mated with her slithering tongue. Both of us got inflamed with passion in a matter of seconds and held on to each other, as if for life. My hands got busy right then and popped open the top two buttons of her Cop shirt and explored the soft goodies inside.

Her tits captive in a tight bra, felt soft, super cool, rounded and pliant in my hands and I slowly heaved them and rotated them in my palms like you do while buying fruits in a shop. I kissed her deeply and soundly and her eyes rolled in uncorked lust finding release God knows how many years of forced celibacy

We broke for breath and looked at each other in marvel. She reluctantly let go of my cock and I withdrew my hand from with in her shirt. My cock lurched once in protest at the injustice of it all. I managed to look sufficiently innocent as if all this had been equally surprising and unplanned for me too.

"Rock, I really should not and I don't know if..." She sounded flustered and I knew she was mine to be had, but I didn't want to rape her.

I could seduce her in a matter of couple of hours till she begged me herself to screw her mighty starving body. I decided to do it over a leisurely dinner.

I was patting her muscular arms now and made a sweep of the body with both palms and rested them on her mid thighs that looked like wrestlers'. It appeared trying to rip out of her tight trouser fabric and I gave those solid pillars of thighs a small squeeze and asked,

"Look, Selvi, I have no one to eat dinner with. I just adore Indian veggie food and so could you please give me company and we can talk too" I tried to make it reasonable and she readily agreed. Yes, she needed to be taken slowly.

With my pre-semen wetting the inside of my Corduroy shorts as my cock wilted temporarily I walked with her to the restaurant as she rubbed down her dress and combed back the disheveled hair en route.

She told me she had been told by the Superintendent of the Police to be on duty all night till things settled down. Hotel would even foot her food bills for the duration.

?Bless him', I thought and said, "I am sure things will certainly settle down by the morning" and nudged her making her laugh with a mischievous glint in her eye.

I put an arm about her big rounded waist and felt the gun holster and the leather belt for the first time. "Shhh! Rock, not here", she whispered surreptitiously and knocked my arm away. I grinned. "OK, you are ?on duty' here right? Once we are in the restaurant eating, I will be ?on duty' there" I whispered back sounding mysterious.

"Ha, as if I am like that all the time, eh?" she said recalling the passionate bout we had had in the room just a few minutes earlier.

"I am a very conservative person with a lot of self control, otherwise all these years with out dating anyone, I single handedly brought up ..."She would have rambled on but I gave a solid swat on her soft rolling bum with one palm and the sound ricocheted off the walls of empty carpeted corridor of the Hotel.

It was just to change the topic over to matters at hand, you will realize.

She looked up sharply, "What was that for? Ha?" she hissed, her dark hand rubbing her affected region slowly.

"I was just checking if to see if those hips were real or stuffed", I said leeringly and she smirked in disbelief. "We are not like western women to have artificial breasts and all..."she was saying but we had reached the glazed entrance door of the Restaurant by then.

-4-

I deliberately selected a corner table away from the motley crowd, and explained it off to her saying she can keep an eye on the entrance and the ?goings on' in that position; saying of nothing of the ?goings on' my sly hand had planned under cover.

As we sat down with her in the dark secluded corner I snuggled close to her and sat rubbing shoulders and asked pleasantly, "Anything veggie would do me fine" I said gregariously and put my big right arm over her strong shoulders. "MMMMM" she growled in protest but did not push my hand away this time.

We ordered complete ?Madras Meal' for each that promised 2 Indian Bread ?Chapattis' , three types of side dishes of Potato, spinach and corns baked in sweet and sour gravy topping off with rice, soups, yoghurt and Fruit salad.

She made small talk and my hand established its right over her soft thighs next to me and rubbed her thigh in a rotary manner going over from her strong cups of kneecaps to the upper reaches of her thighs all the way to the big swollen crotch, making her sigh in anticipation. If she lost control over what she was talking or become distracted occasionally when my fingers pressed against her soft and warm pubic mound over her uniform fly, then I would only withdraw the hand momentarily, engage her in explaining some facets of her past life and her struggle. As she would become engrossed in narration soon my hands would start their sensuous teasing journey all over again.

I circled her waist, cupping her big pumpkin like hips and the deep crack betwixt them. I even took her tucked shirt out of her trousers and sneaked my hands in to savour the touch of her naked black Indian skin. The tropical maiden was talking and sighing repeatedly. The waiters in the five-star hotel took their own time in bringing our order. And I wasn't grumbling. The only one who could complain about this was my erect cock held back in the confines of my shorts.

As my hands explored her soft swelling tiers of her big black tummy I would dip my head occasionally below, lift the shirt and see the places myself. This unabashed activity of mine drove her nuts and she gritted her teeth and she had to draw all the vestiges of her Police self control and training to control her own rising tides of passion and not lose her composure there.

Her hands did not remain idle either. She grew bolder too as I shamelessly teased her thus in a public place. Her soft black hands found my flagstaff soon enough and caressed the stem from the balls to the wet tip over the fabric sometime; and then I made it easier for her by allowing it to snake out from the end of the shorts, right into the open. It stood majestically erect sniffing the Conditioned cool air, surveying the dimly lit interiors of the restaurant and finding no peril to its presence in the immediate vicinity, surged with more blood, grew longer and harder in my lovely cop's mature hands.

"Are you arresting me now?" I kidded her as she gripped the blood engorged 9 -inch stem firmly up. It stood proudly up...Upto just below the table top. Selvi's hand that covered the bulbous pink head was in level with the Table cloth.

"Ahhhhhh... I should, you know, for possessing a sinister looking weapon and pointing it to an ?Officer on duty' like this" She said jovially and wetted her lips lustily with a sneaking tongue. I was now unbuckling the Police leather belt and loosening her trouser top, single handedly to provide me more access to her secret bounty.

My other hand, now traced lazy circles on her face from the sides of her head to the soft chin and plump lips. We looked innocent enough like a decent couple to anyone that might be looking at us, at least over the top of the table.

Continued*****

More action promised as they return to room...In the bed and outside in the terror-struck city..Keep reading!

Monday, September 13, 2010

Lilly's Full Tits part 1

Lilly's Full Tits part 1
By: Georgepat (pixfixer@yahoo.com)

It was a rather warm day in Virginia again, which by itself, isn't unusual. What made this day different was that it allowed me to meet a most charming, younger woman named Lilly.

I'm an older man, in my late fifties and most women don't look at me twice. It's not that I'm unattractive; I have been told that I am easy on the eyes and that I don't look my age. I'm a big guy, six foot three and two hundred thirty five pounds. I have long hair and a beard that I keep neatly trimmed.

I was in a grocery store on this particular day, looking at the fresh fruit and vegetables, trying to decide which kind of melon I wanted to buy. I happen to look up and standing next to me was a good-looking woman dressed in a pair of shorts that showed off her ass to its best advantage. She was short, maybe five foot four or so and had ash blond hair that fell over her shoulders. I couldn't help myself as I noticed her breasts were round and full, maybe a forty or so with a C cup. I have never been good at guessing a woman's breast size but I could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra and it appeared that she didn't need one either. What really caught my eye though, were the two small wet spots on her blouse that were in front of her obliviously large nipples.

I have this thing, this fetish I guess you could say, about a woman that's nursing. I have dreamt about being able to suck on a lactating woman's tits as we made love. Maybe it goes back to my childhood and the fact that I didn't nurse as a baby; I don't know.

I nodded my head in greeting and she smiled at me and went back to checking out the produce. I had to try and get to know her; I just had too. I watched her as she bent over to pick up an orange and as she did, I was rewarded with a look down her blouse. Oh my God, her tits looked great. I could see all the way to her nipple and just as I had suspected, it was large and damp looking.

She held the orange up and looked at her chest and back at the orange. She shook her head and laughed lightly.

"Could I bother you for your opinion about something?" She asked out of the blue.

"Sure, how can I help you?" I replied.

"My husband said that my boobs weren't as big as an orange and I decided that I was going to see for myself."

"Well, it looks like your breast is bigger but it's hard to tell with that blouse on."

I put my hand on top of the orange she was holding and gently squeezed it.

"This is the only sure way for me to tell which is larger." I said looking right into her beautiful green eyes. She looked at me for a minute or two and then smiled and looked around her to see if anyone was nearby. Seeing no one, she undid the top two buttons of her blouse and pulled it aside, exposing one of her breasts to my gaze.

"I have no idea why I'm doing this; I mean I don't even know you or anything." She said, as she looked around again.

"Allow me to introduce myself then, I'm Mike."

Well, Mike, it's good to meet you as well. My names, Lilly."

It felt kind of strange shaking her hand while her tit was out, but that's the way it was and we were both struck by the absurdity of it all and laughed.

"Well, are you going to touch my boob and check or what?" She asked as her smile widened.

I slowly reached towards her chest and placed my large hand around her breast and squeezed lightly and by doing so a drop of milk slid out and dripped off the end of her nipple and into the palm of my hand.

"Oh God, it's wonderful." I whispered to myself but she must have heard me.

"You mean you like it? You like my full of milk tit?"

"God yes, I love it." I replied to her, as I caught myself licking my lips.

"Is it bigger than an orange, Mike?"

"Much bigger, Lilly, and it feels so very full and heavy." I said, as I wiped my brow.

"Mike, may I ask you something?"

"Yes, anything, Lilly."

"I'm going to be honest with you, Mike. I'm not attracted to you, I mean your nice looking and all but, I have this recurring fantasy of having an affair with an older man; especially one that seems to like a woman that's got tits full of milk. I'm not asking you to have sex with me but I find it very stimulating to have my tits sucked. You see it's been a while and they're full and starting to hurt me from the pressure. I could use your help in relieving some of that pressure, if you're interested that is. Are you?"

I stood there in front of her with my mouth open in surprise. She closed her blouse and looked at me, her eyebrows arched as she waited for my response.

"Yes, very interested, Lilly. I just live around the corner from here and we could go over to my house if you want."

She thought for a moment and looked down at her left hand and the wedding ring on her finger. I saw her slip it off and put it into her purse.

"Ok, for the next hour or so, I'm not married and you're just going to do me a favor, right?"

"Yes, that's right" I said in my most friendly manner.

"Lead on then, Mr. Mike."

We left the store without making any purchases and started to my truck. Some clouds had covered the sun and it was actually pleasant outside. We decided to walk the short distance to my house. We passed the short time with idle chitchat, never bringing up why we were going to my house and what we were going to do once we arrived.

I couldn't believe my luck. After all these years I was going to actually get to live my fantasy and with a young good-looking woman like Lilly to boot. My thought's whirled around in my brain as we walked and I looked over towards Lilly and saw her breast's bouncing with every step. I felt my cock start to stiffen and tried to will it back into submission, but unfortunately, without much success I'm afraid.

Arriving at my house I unlocked the front door and let Lilly enter before me. She walked in and looked around, noticing all the framed photographs of women adorning the walls and the lack of clutter in my living room. I led her to my couch and she sat down, leaned back and crossed her legs.

"So Mr. Mike, tell me how you want to do this? Do you want me to just unbutton my blouse or should I take it off for you?"

"Oh God, Lilly, please, take it off."

She uncrossed her legs and sat straight on the couch. Her fingers went to her buttons but her eyes never left my face, watching my reactions, as I waited for her to remover her blouse. She teased me by pulling one side of her blouse away from her breast and then covering that one and uncovering the other. She finally bared both of her beautiful breasts at the same time and then removed her blouse completely.

I just stared at her chest; her milk-swollen tits were right in front of me and watched as she cupped them in her hand and offered them to me. I sat down on the coffee table in front of the couch and put my knees between her legs.

"Suck my titty, Mike. Suck my milky titty." I leaned forward and slowly took her breast in my hand, my tongue flicking across her nipple and then sliding around her areole until I finally allowed my mouth to cover her nipple and began to suck.

I was in heaven and I think that she was enjoying my suckling too. She put her hand on the back of my head and drew me to her; a soft sigh escaping her mouth as I lightly bit and teased her nipple. I felt her milk begin to run out of her tit and into my waiting mouth. I sucked and touched and played with her tit to my hearts content. Like I said, I was in heaven.

When I had sucked all her milk from the one breast, she switched me to the other. I happen to glance down and noticed a wet spot on the crotch of her shorts and figured that this was a turn on for her as well. I kept sucking and she held my head tighter to her breast and her wet spot was growing on her shorts.

I had no intention of doing anything other that what she had asked me to do, but seeing her wet crotch; I couldn't resist and put my hand against it. I heard a sharp intake of breath, surprise perhaps, and then she pushed her hips against my hand and moaned into my ear.

I could feel her heat through her shorts as my fingers rubbed along the outside of her pussy. Her moans increased and she pushed herself harder against my hand. I tried to slip a finger inside one of the legs of her shorts, but the material was too tight against her skin. She didn't say a word but stood up and undid her shorts and pushed them down around her ankles and sat back down. She opened her legs again and took my hand and pressed it against her very wet and warm pussy.

** ** ** ** **

As my hand made contact with her pussy, I heard her take a breath and she sighed deeply.

"Oh, Mike, that feels so good. You've made me so hot sucking my tits, now put your fingers inside my pussy and make me cum."

I slid two of my fingers up and down her wet slit, stopping to rub her enlarged clit. Her breath was coming in small gasps and her eyes were closed as I played with her wet pussy. I pressed my hand against her mound and her pussy lips parted, allowing her juices to seep onto my hand. I asked her to open her eyes and she watched me as I brought my juice-covered fingers to my mouth and sucked her essence from them. She moaned deep in her throat and opened her legs as wide as she could with her shorts and panties still around her ankles. Not satisfied, she finally kicked them off her feet and brought her ass closer to the edge of the couch.

My cock was as hard as I could remember and it was uncomfortable in my pants but I didn't want to stop what I was doing to her just yet. I slipped two fingers into her hot hole and began to finger fuck her. She moaned again and her hips pushed hard against my fingers trying to drive them further inside her. I added another finger and soon was fingering her cunt with three of my large fingers deep inside her pussy.

She took one of her tits and forced its nipple into my mouth and told me to suck it hard while I fingered her. I could taste her milk as it ran freely into my mouth and I swallowed all she had to offer.

My fingers were moving in and out of her pussy, my thumb was flicking her clit with every insertion and she was almost climbing the walls with ecstasy. Her legs slammed shut and she shuddered, throwing herself back against the rear of the couch.

"Oh God, I'm going to cum," she said, "I'm cumming with your fingers in my cunt, Mike."

Her juices ran out of her wet pussy and coated my fingers and hand to the wrist. My cock was so restricted in my pants that I couldn't stand it another second. I stood quickly and unbuckled my belt and dropped my jeans and underwear to my feet, my rigid cock standing at attention in front of her surprised face.

She placed her hand slowly around my shaft and started jacking me off. Her head suddenly dipped forward and the tip of my cock disappeared inside her mouth. I placed my hands on my hips and thrust my cock forward, urging her to take all she could, deep into her mouth. She had her other hand kneading and tugging at her stiff nipple on one of her milk-swollen tits and small streams of milk were trickling out and dropping onto her legs.

I couldn't hold back any longer and told her I was going to cum at any second. She pulled her mouth away and kept jacking me in a steady fast rhythm, my cock pointed right at her swollen titties.

"Cum on my titties, Mike." She cried, "Shoot you're hot cum right on my milk-filled tits and cover them with your sperm."

My balls contracted and I felt a spasm from my twitching cock as the first white blobs of cum flew across space and splattered against her milk-swollen tits. She used her other hand to rub the cum all around her tits and as each new spurt landed on her, she quickly rubbed it in as well.

My knees felt weak and I placed my hands on top of her head to keep from falling over; it felt so good to have shot my load like that, all over her tits.

I got on my knees in front of her and using my hand, gently pushed her back against the couch. Her legs were still wide open and as I lowered my head towards her lap, I saw her eyes close in anticipation of what I was going to do to her next.

There's really nothing quite like the first time you put your face up to a woman's pussy and inhale her wonderful scent; the musky and earthy scent that can drive a man wild with lust and Lilly's pussy was no exception.

Unlike most women, her pussy was a wonderful shade of brown and with her desire-swollen lips parted; I could see that her pussy juice was slowly leaking from her hole.

"Oh yes, yes, Mike, fuck me with your tongue." She moaned. "Eat my pussy till I cum on your face."

With my fingers, I pulled her love lips apart then gently placed the whole of my mouth over her pussy and licked at her wet slit. Lilly moaned in delight as my tongue forced its way inside her gaping lips to the soft wetness within. She raised her knees higher as I lapped at her slit; tasting her juices which were pouring out from her. Lilly tasted completely different from other women, she was much sweeter and she seemed to produce much more fluid as I licked at her. I sucked on her long pussy lips and nibbled on her clit. As I did so, I looked up and saw that Lilly was playing with her own tits and was pinching her stiff nipples, rolling them between her thumb and forefinger with her milk dripping from the tips.

I concentrated on sucking and licking Lilly's clit and as she massaged her breasts, it did not take long before her whole body shuddered, her hips lifted and she let out a long, low moan as she came. Her cum coated my mouth and chin with her wet sticky love juices and I wiped it off with my hand and sucked more of her essence from my fingers.

My cock had become hard again and I took it in my hand a started to slowly stroke it in front of Lilly.

"Do you want to fuck me, Mike?" She asked. "Do you want to stick that cock of yours deep in my cunt and fuck me hard?"

"Oh God, yes!" I exclaimed.

"Bring it on then, Mr. Mike." She said as she patted her pussy with her hand and smiled at me.

I placed the head of my cock against her wet slit and rubbed it up and down several times, coating it with her juice. I found the entrance to her core and slowly slid my hard cock inside her. She scooted further down on the couch allowing my cock to go deeper in her pussy.

"Does that feel good?"

"Oh, yes, it sure does, Mike, your filling my small pussy with your big cock."

"God, you have a tight pussy." I said, as I picked up my pace and started to stuff my cock deep in her cunt.

"Mmmmm, it feels so good when you push deep in me. Do it harder now, Mike."

I could feel my balls slapping against the cheeks of her ass as my cock repeatedly went in and out of her cunt. I leaned forward and took a nipple in my mouth, sucking hard on it. Milk streamed from her nipple, filling my mouth with her warm, sweet tit milk.

"Fuck me harder, Mike, fuck me," she urged, "I'm close Baby, I'm so close."

My cock felt ready to explode, her tight cunt was making it feel extremely good and I knew it wouldn't be much longer before I came.

"Oh, oh, ohhhh, Give it to me, Mike, cum for me, baby, shoot your cum in my pussy when your ready."

I let go of her nipple and drove my cock as far inside her pussy as I could push it. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me closer still. I knew it was starting when my balls tingled and contracted, my cum was on its way.

"Now, Lilly, I'm cumming now." I said, as thick streams of cum shot out of my cock and coated the insides of her hungry pussy.

"Oh God, it feels so fucking good." I said. "I don't ever want to stop."

"I'm cumming too, Baby, ohhhh, God!" Lilly shouted, as her hips bucked back and forth.

I felt, rather than saw, her juices flow out of her pussy and drip down onto my balls, covering them with her creamy cum.

"That was so hot." I told her, as I withdrew my cock and rubbed it over her clit; the last traces of my spunk dripping off the tip. "I haven't cum like that in years."

"I haven't had a fuck that good in a long time either Mike and to tell you the truth, I want you to fuck me again just as soon as you can."

I looked at her and smiled and then drew her to me and kissed her for the first time, my tongue searching for hers. She responded to my kiss and then placed her hand on my cock and started to stroke me slowly, each stroke bringing new life flowing into it.

She got off the couch and then getting on her hands and knees in front of me, reached between her legs and guided my cock into her pussy.

"Fuck me like this, Mike." She said smiling back at me lasciviously as she slammed her ass back against me, impaling herself on my cock.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Mr Fantasy fills a Need.

Mr Fantasy fills a Need.
By: Roses-r-Pink

This is my first story for the site. I'd appreciate feedback.

It was almost dark outside. The time I liked best. I normally got naked around this time and turned off all my lights. I enjoyed the view of the city from my apartment. I enjoyed my body, free of the constraints of clothing as I strolled around or stood at the window, behind the sheer drapes. My usual glass of Chardonnay was cradled in my right hand and as I raised it to my lips, my left hand slid to my silky strip of pubic hair and began to gently fondle.

I thought about the man I had met today, a speaker at a Seminar I attended. A casual meeting, thanking him and indicating how much I enjoyed his particular segment. He was gorgeous! About 40, tall with broad shoulders, a stunning smile and what appeared to be a very fit body. His hair was fashionably short and he was tanned. His voice was deep and rich and as he spoke I imagined he was addressing me only. When he did look my way, was there a flicker of a smile for me? Of course I imagined there was. Later on, as the delegates and speakers mingled, we met. We shook hands and I tingled. Oh God, sexual tension, I felt an immediate want. He was pleasant we chatted and exchanged business cards then went our separate ways.

Now here I was, thinking of him again. Much more personally, wishing he was right here. I closed my eyes and the fantasy began.

He had already undressed me, slowly, admiring my body as he did so. He said little. When I was naked he said "Now you undress me". He had kicked off his shoes already. I began with his jacket, charcoal grey suit jacket. Then I loosened his tie, and pulled the end through and let it fall to the floor. He didn't touch me. I was quivering with anticipation. Gently I undid the top button of his crisp white cotton shirt, then the next one, and so on and so on. I pulled it from his waistband, undid his cuffs, then went round behind him to pull the garment off. As it hit the floor, my arms went around his waist. I pushed myself against him and began to work on the clasp of his pants. There was no belt. I undid the button and then gently began unzipping him. I felt the bulge at his groin as I did so and my heart began racing. My nipples were now fully erect and rubbing against his deliciously broad back.

I had his zipper all the way down and knelt to lower his pants. He stepped out of them and then he turned around. I was on my knees as he did so and he presented with a very good sized tenting of his shorts. I stood and began to rub with my palms against the cotton. He was large and hard. I stood closer and moved my hands to his waist and begand pulling down his shorts. I eased the waistband out and away from his cock and gasped as I saw it. As perfect a one as I've seen. Throbbing veins and tightly stretched skin along the shaft and a huge knoblike head from which his excitement was oozing. Neither of us spoke. He took my hands in his and pulled me to my feet. Then in a swift movement he picked me up by cradling my ass cheeks. He carried me a few feet and backed me up against a woolen wall hanging.

Oh God, so wet so wet!

He lifted me, my legs went around his waist, then he dropped me down, perfectly aligned with the head of his cock. He maleness entered me, spread me and touched me deep inside. I flung my arms around his neck and drew myself close and began kissing him. His mouth opened and our tongues explored. We sucked on each other. All the while his cock was nestled within me. Then he began a rhythmic motion whereby his cock was gradually removed, inch by inch until he was almost out. I started to shout helplessly "No!" I cried. He smiled then slammed back into me. Then began the hardest fuck I've had so far. He was relentless in his attack. He was magnificent, I wanted this, the hard assault of my womanhood. To be taken by a man I wanted. Ravished you might say, yes, ravished by mutual consent. His hands dug into my ass cheeks, I felt his balls as he banged into me. I clung on and bounced in rhythm with him, my tits jiggling when they weren't crushed against his chest. The only sound was the slurping of our juices as he fucked me. I suppose I mewled a little, but he was silent.

Until.

He came. A roar from deep within him. A faster pace and then a gigantic spasm and release of his hot cum. I felt it inside me. He pumped and pumped and then was done.

His cock wilted and slipped out as he put me down. I felt the semen running down my thighs. I looked at him, smiled and he understood. He went to his knees in front of me as I spread my legs. He massaged his cum into my skin. Then he leaned forward and began licking my tingling pussy. I spread it for him and he lapped up more of me and him. Then he exposed my clit and tongued it too. I was red from his pummelling of me and my clit was enlarged beyond belief. I felt him suck on it, then nibble then bite, he sucked it into his mouth as my legs began to tremble. Then the world changed. Despite my apartment lights being out there were flashes all around as he brought me to orgasm. I quivered and gushed as he sucked and nibbled on me. There was more. He kept going. I loved it. Loved it until I collapsed on the floor with him.

It was dark. My fantasy has ended, I am satisfied again.

I wonder how long he's going to be in town?

Making up can be hot

Making up can be hot
By: hubbyshottie

This story is written for my incredibly hot and sexy wife just to let her know how I hope she feels about me and our sex life. Most of the story is true and is about an encounter this week with just enough embellishment to make for good reading. After 26 years of marriage I still can't get enough of her and she is still the center of my every fantasy.

Just for a little background bio, we're 50ish. Kathy is 5'6" with green eyes, light, soft brown hair and an ass I still drool over. At 145 lbs she's a little heavier than she'd like but the added weight only adds to the flare of her hips and to the size and fullness of her 38C breasts. She has dark areolas that are easily bigger than a silver dollar and average sized nipples that I so love to tease and tongue until they are hard and sensitive. And after 3 kids, she's still has the sweetest, tightest pussy with the most sensually erotic, puffy labia and slightly hooded clit I've ever seen or had the chance to enjoy. I'm (Rick) 6'1", 205 lbs with blonde hair and blue eyes. At just under a full 6 inches my cock is certainly a little smaller than I wish it was but, as cock's go, it's perfectly shaped with large veins with a nicely flared crown that's super sensitive and easy for Kathy to please. Luckily for me, not all women can accept a really huge cock comfortably. While I'm sure she'd like for it to be a little larger at times, mine seems to fill tight pussy nicely.

We were in one of our dry spells and it had been well over two months since we'd had sex. Thankfully, Rick really loves me so even though his frustration was through the roof, he was not and has never been rude to me over a lack of sex. Still, he was definitely frustrated and I sensed with some dread that a "Talk" was in the making.

Last Tuesday after dinner he called me downstairs to the bar. When I rounded the corner he was just pouring up my drink and said, "Let's go to the deck".

"OH FUCK!", I thought. "Here it goes and I really don't want to discuss it again".

It's not that I don't love him. And, since he would gladly spend all day kissing and licking and rubbing and stroking and sucking every inch of my body and considering he seldom fails to bring me to two if not three intense orgasms when we have sex, it's certainly not that he isn't a good and considerate lover. But, for some reason I go for extended periods of time avoiding all sexual contact and our married sex life has never been what it should be because of it.

Much of our conversation was typical of our conversations about our sex life over the years. He asked me what and why and I had no answers for him. As I said, I do love him but sex has never been the issue for me it is for him. Still, he reminded me again of our sex life before marriage and asked me if I was willing to work on it with him. Of course I said yes but then he said something he's never said before. His voice was tender and he wasn't making any threats or demands. But, he told me that if I didn't actively work to help him rejuvenate the passion and desire between us this time that he would most likely pull away from me and never try again. It hit me like the preverbal bomb shell. I didn't think he was talking about divorce but I honestly didn't know. I did know that it was time to get engaged and to try to become the exciting, sexual woman he'd married before it was too late.

I've never understood why conflict in a relationship seems to intensify a couple's sexual aggression. I did know that I was suddenly very wet and needed him to make love to me. So, after a little more conversation I persuaded him to "Let's go get a bath and go to bed".

He was still understandably feeling a little dejected but agreed. He rushed in and got his shower and then filled the tub with hot water and poured in my favorite Calgon. I eased into the warm water and relaxed as visions of our bodies intertwined floated in my mind.

When I finally joined him in bed and snuggled close to his naked flesh I was ready to surrender to whatever he wanted and was determined to be the hottest, sexiest, most insatiable old woman he could ever dream of. Thoughts of what I could do to increase my lust and desire were quickly pushed away when he pulled me into his arms and pressed his soft but firm lips to mine. We kissed softly, tenderly at first. But, after a couple of minutes, our passion was quickly building and the intensity of our frantic, tongue probing kisses was quickly building as well.

He cupped and rubbed the cheeks of my ass through my panties with one hand while gently massaging my breast with the other as we made out like teenagers. After he'd managed to pull my night shirt above my tits I quickly pulled it over my head, slipped out of my panties, and threw then into the floor. I love to feel him on top of me and, as we started kissing again, rolled from my side onto my back pulling his with me. Somehow he laid on me too heavily. When I winced in pain and pushed him away from me just a little he said, "Roll over".

I rolled up a little past being on my side but short of lying on my stomach. As he leaned down to me and gently kissed the back of my neck he nudged me on over until I was lying on my stomach with my arms stretched above my head. Like I said earlier, he loves to touch and kiss and nibble at my naked flesh and would be happy, if I'd allow him, do it for hours.

He kneeled between my spread thighs so that when he bent over me to kiss and nibble at my neck and shoulders, his hard, throbbing cock settled against my upturned ass. God! How awesome it felt to lie there being loved on and feeling his pulsing manhood pressed tightly into the crack of my butt. He took his time kissing and stroking my back and ass and thighs as he alternated the position of his body so as to use his entire torso to give me a sensual massage.

My body was on fire when he kissed his way down to my butt and, taking a full, round cheek in each hand, started massaging and kissing and licking up and down the slit between my cheeks. When his hot, wet tongue touched my tight little rosebud I squirmed beneath him. I heard him softly chuckle and knew he was enjoying every minute of the sweet torture he was putting my body through. He kissed and licked over one round globe and then the other before dropping his head down so he could lick and tongue the inner part of my thighs. Somehow he managed to bring his tongue to the very edge of my dripping pussy without allowing it to really touch me. I ground my ass against his face trying to force his hot tongue into my slit but each time he managed to avoid contact with my flowing cunt.

After kissing and tonguing my tight hole and licking up and down the length and depth of the valley between my round globes, he slowly kissed and nibbled his way back up until his face was nuzzled against the back of my neck. I felt him rise up off of me and spread my ass cheeks with his hands. For a brief second I panicked thinking he was about to try to press his cock into my anus. Instead, he laid his throbbing member in the valley and, lying back down enough to put just light pressure on my body with his, started fucking himself up and down the length of my ass crack using the wetness of his tonguing for lubrication. As I relaxed I was amazed at just how hot and sensual it was to feel him using my body for his pleasure.

When he lifted his weight off of me and kneeled beside of me I wondered what he had in mind. I felt him reach across my body as he reached for the lubricant on the headboard. Then he did something he's never done before. With his entire hand slick with Astroglide, he spread my thighs and pressed his thumb as deep into my flowing gash as he could. At the same time, he pushed his slick hand downwards until he was cupping my mons in his fingers. Slowly he started fucking my wonton pussy with his thumb as he massaged my clit with his fingers. The position allowed him to arch his thumb downwards, massaging my G-Spot with each short thrust. As my lust and passion grew I started rocking my ass in an effort to get him to fuck me harder and faster. Sensing the urgency in my thrusts, he started fucking me hard and fast as he rocked his fingers back and forth putting maximum pressure against my rigid clit. Within seconds my body shook violently and went rigid. I pressed my thighs together as tightly as I could, trapping his fingers in just the right place as I gripped his thumb tightly with my inner muscles. I jerked with each new wave of pleasure that flooded my spasming body until the passion slowly subsided.

When he turned me back over he swung his leg over my chest and lightly sat on top of me. While he massaged my breasts in his hands he nudged his ass forward pressing the tip of his cock against my lips. I instinctively opened my lips and ran my tongue over its smooth, round head. As usual, he was gushing pre-cum and I savored the slightly salty clear liquid as I pleasured him. Allowing me only enough time to lick his slick fluid from the flared head of his cock he pressed forward until about half of his hard cock was deep in my mouth. I was pinned down and couldn't move my head so he gently rocked his ass back and forth as he slowly fucked my mouth. God, how I love to feel his cock slid in and out of my wet lips. Knowing how much pleasure it gives him and the feeling of total power and control I have over him while sucking his cock always makes me hot and nearly orgasmic.

Being careful not to get to carried away and end our pleasure too soon, he pulled his glistening rod from my hungry mouth. He sat back just far enough for his dick to drop between my tits. Grabbing one in each of his strong hands he pressed the soft flesh tightly around his cock and titty fucked me for a minute or so. It was so totally fucking hot to watch the flared head of his dick appear and disappear between my heaving mounds. Again he was careful not to linger so long at anything as to get carried away with his pleasure he swung his body off of mine and was suddenly kneeling beside of my head. Pulling my face towards him he pressed his slick cock back between my hot, wet lips. This time I was able to move my head back and forth and sucked him slowly while alternating between jacking it at the base and fondling his hanging balls. Suddenly his need for more stimulation moved him to push my hand away. Holding my face with one hand as he steadied himself against the bed with the other, he started face fucking me faster and with more force. Sadly he pressed too far and my gag reflex caused me to turn my head away.

Realizing what he'd done he apologized and kissed me deeply. He shared the remnants of his salty pre-cum with me as our tongues danced together. Rick broke our kiss and looked deeply into my eyes. His look was a mixture of pure love and total lust. He just smiled at me as he lowered his hot mouth down and sucked one of my hard, tingling nipples between his lips. The sensation was so intense that I tried to twist way from him but he held my breast firmly and moved his head to maintain control over the little nub as he flicked his tongue against it.

Finally he ended my sweet torture and kissed his way down over my stomach until he was gently kissing and licking at my inner thighs. He alternated between one thigh and then the other. Each series of gentle kisses and licks brought his tongue teasingly close to the wetness of my outer lips but, each time he pulled away just before allowing contact. I undulated my ass against the mattress trying to force his face into my flowing gash but he expertly continued teasing me without allowing me the direct contact I so desperately wanted and needed.

Finally he spread the lips of my pussy with his fingers and lovingly licked up and down each side of my tingling cunt. After teasing me with several licks and kisses he finally pressed his tongue flat against my spread lips and licked from bottom to top. When he finally brushed his hot, wet tongue against my clit my body shuddered again. I grabbed a handful of his hair in each hand and pushed his face as tightly into my gushing cunt as I could as several more intense orgasms racked my body with sweet, almost painful pleasure.

When my passion finally subsided I firmly pulled his head up towards mine until he was forced to kneel between my spread thighs as we kissed passionately. I often don't like the taste of my own sex on his lips but that night, I was lost in total sexual abandon. Sucking my sweet girl cum from his lips and tongue only seemed to heighten my senses more. Suddenly I felt empty and void and needed to feel his hard, throbbing cock filling me, fucking me, pumping his hot cum deep inside of me. Holding his head firmly by the back of his neck with one hand I took his cock in the other and guided it between my swollen labia. With one forceful thrust he slammed it into me until I felt his hanging balls slap against my ass. He tried to take it slow but his own passion and need for release overtook him. He fucked me hard and fast for only a few second before he slammed his cock into me as deeply as it would go. He moaned into my mouth just as I felt the first blast of his hot, thick cum flood my inner being. With each subsequent eruption of his white cream he ground his ass into me causing his pubs to stimulate my clit. My nearly spent body exploded yet again as I furiously ground my pelvis against his as we shook and trembled though our orgasm together.

Once the tension drained from us we just lay there, our bodies pressed together. I could feel his cock starting to wilt a little and felt sad that it would too soon shrink and fall from my stretched cunt. Just as I felt the tip of his limp dick slip between my lips and fall out against my butt, I felt the first of his hot cream drain from my freshly fucked and totally filled pussy. A stream of his warm cum flowed from my spread slit and down the cheeks of my ass and onto the sheets. We just laid there together savoring the afterglow of the first sex we'd shared in months. He finally rolled off of me and pulled my limp body close to his. I felt content; fulfilled; loved. And, as I drifted off to sleep wondered how I could have neglected such a warm, loving man for so long. I have long believed a person can do whatever they set their minds to. Through the fog of my sleepy mind I promised myself that I would find a way to rekindle my passion and desire, that I would once again show him just how excited I am to have him as my husband and just as importantly, as my lover.

The next day was filled with the long absent playful banter of young lovers. We teased and smooched and shared loving kisses throughout the day. Early in the day he pulled me to him and whispered in my ear, "Tonight I'm going to trim your unruly bush and shave your sweet pussy silky smooth. As the day wore on I found myself constantly wet from daydreaming about how wonderfully erotic it would be to see him between my splayed legs and to feel him working at cleaning away my soft pubic curls.

Early in the evening he pulled me into our room and kissed me lovingly and passionately as he slowly stripped away my clothes while we stood there making out. Once I was totally naked he laid me back on the bed and, with a devilish grin on his face said, "I'll be right back".

He was only gone for a minute but in the short time my mind wondered forward to what was in store and by the time he returned my pussy was soaked. "Umm", he teased. "It looks like someone is excited".

With that he pulled a pair of trimmers from the nightstand. Holding it up so I could see exactly what he was doing he clipped a depth guard over them and turned them on. When he pressed the buzzing tool against my already sensitive flesh I almost came. Once he'd trimmed my bush down to about ½ inch he changed attachments and timed most of my pubic area down almost bare, leaving a strip of fur about 2 inches wide just above the opening of my slit. When he pressed my legs apart, settled in between them, and started working on my pussy proper, I could hardly stand the intense vibrations of the trimmer against the sensitive outer lips. And, when he brought them up to the top of my slit and lingered for a few seconds I sucked in my breath as a gentle yet satisfying orgasm flowed through me.

When I looked down he was looking into my eyes with a very mischievous grin. He knew he had me right where he wanted me. And, I also knew that he was getting almost as much satisfaction out of pleasuring me as I was experiencing myself. With all my hair except for the small strip trimmed almost all the way to the skin he shut the trimmers off and left the room once more. When he returned he had a large bowl of warm water, shaving gel and a fresh razor. He squeezed the water from a small towel and laid it against my already soaked pussy. The warmth against my gushing cunt felt great and he left it there for a couple of minutes while he teased my rigid nipples by rolling them between his fingers.

Once he was satisfied that the warm water had softened the hair, he removed the towel and squirted some of the green shaving gel onto his fingers. I expected it to be cold after soaking in the warmth of the towel but was pleasantly surprised to find he'd warmed the can of gel as well. God, it felt awesome as he rubbed the warm cream onto my skin and into the crease between my legs. Once satisfied I was properly lathered up, he began carefully shaving away the last of the stubble left by the trimmer. I just laid back and closed my eyes and enjoyed the gentle pampering I was getting as he shaved me clean.

I must have drifted off because the next thing I was aware of was him toweling off the last of the gel from my silky smooth pussy. With it clean and silky smooth he dropped his face to my groin and, without every breaking eye contact with me, lovingly licked up and down the sides of my puffy and totally exposed labia. Rick really has a very magic tongue that never fails to bring me to gut wrenching climax. But, feeling it against my sensitive flesh without the hair between his hot, wet oral toy and my bare skin was truly wonderful. He licked and sucked my flowing slit and engorged clit until I once again squirmed beneath his relentless attention.

Once calmed I pushed his head away. Now it was my turn to return the pleasure he'd given me for the past 45 minutes. I pulled him up beside of me and kissed him deeply as I tugged at his swaying cock. As we kissed I rolled him onto his back and sat across his chest so that he was staring directly into my bare pussy. "Like what you see?", I teased.

"NO!", he said flatly. Then he grinned and said, "You know I don't like it, I love it! Always have. Always will.".

While he was trimming me up I'd been thinking of how I could surprise him with something new. Sitting atop him looking down into his lust filled eyes I had a thought. Lifting myself up off of him and onto my knees I walked my way down his body until I could see my exposed, engorged and protruding lips poised directly above his hard, twitching cock. He tried to grab it to point it into my waiting gash but I pushed his hand away.

"My turn", I cooed at him.

With that I lowered my body down until my puffy labia pressed against his hard shaft. Steadying myself with one hand on his chest I used the other to spread my lips wide and settled down until they were stretched across it's girth, his cock pressing against my flowing center. Then I slowly started fucking myself up and down the length of him. What an incredible feeling it was to be totally in control and to masturbate myself against his turgid shaft. I suddenly wondered why I'd never tried this before. True, it was tough on my knees but man, how good it did feel against my tingling clit and silky smooth pussy.

When I leaned forward and placed both hands on his chest for support my hanging tits were only inches from his face. As I slowly fucked the length of his cock with my pussy I strained to keep myself from cumming. Suddenly I knew what it must be like for men who strain to keep control; in an effort to please their woman before they erupt within them. As I fucked myself on him he lifted his head and hungrily licked and sucked at my swaying tits and hard, rigid nipples.

Soon he started raising his hips and grinding himself into my pussy harder and faster. When I knew he couldn't hold out any longer I raised up and pressed the flared tip of his dick into my flowing cunt and sat down on it, filling myself with him. He took my hips in his hands and pressed down hard as his spasming cock flooded my pussy with his hot cum once more. His body jerked and shook as each new wave of intense pleasure rocked him until he finally went limp.

Now it was me grinning down at him. "What?", he questioned.

"Oh nothing", I replied coyly. "It was just nice to be in control for a change".

"Baby, you can be in control any time you want", he replied with an air or cocky confidence.

His cockiness pissed me off if only just a little. "So, he wants me to be in control", I mused to myself. "Let's just see how much he likes it."

We were slid down about half way in our king sized bed giving me plenty of room to take his hands in mine and stretch his arms up over his head.

"So, you want me to be in control?", I teased him.

"Anything you want baby", he cooed back in a low voice.

I felt a surge of mischievousness course through my body. I had forced myself to focus so much on the pleasure I'd been giving him that I failed to let go and enjoy his orgasm with him. I figured, "Hey, it's my turn". He'd alluded to it in the past and I was going to find out just how sincere he was about "anything" for a change.

Pressing my fingers against the lips of my pussy as I pulled away from his rapidly wilting cock, I prevented any of his slick cum from flowing from my stretched cunt. As I crawled up his body some of it managed to slip between my fingers and dribbled onto his stomach and chest. When I managed to lock my knees on either side of his head I pinned his arms beneath me making it impossible for him to move.

Looking down into his eyes I demanded, "Now I'm in total control and you're going to drink every drop your hot, nasty cream from my dripping pussy until you make me cum".

I don't know exactly what came over me. He'd tried for years to get me to talk dirty to him during sex but I'd always been too reserved; too afraid that I'd sound stupid, not sexy. But right at that moment, I felt it. I was in control and I felt hot and wet and nasty and wanted to use him for my own selfish pleasure. My traditional reservations were gone and I felt like a hot, nasty slut whose only goal was to smother him with my cum drenched cunt until he made me scream with orgasmic bliss.

Still looking down into his eyes I used my fingers to spread my cum covered lips and watched as the first stream of his white cream flowed from my well fucked pussy and down onto his lips. As the slick goo touched his lips he opened his mouth and stretched his tongue up until it touched my splayed gash. As his hot cream drained from me and into his waiting mouth I settled down and pressed my cum soaked pussy onto his upturned face.

"Oh my Gaawwwdddd!", I cried out. "Oh fuck that fells so damn good. Suck it baby! Suck you nasty cream out of me and make me cum", I continued.

By then I'd abandoned all sense of restraint and started rocking my hips, fucking his face with my stretched pussy. Rising up just a little, I flexed my ass forwards and ground it in a small circle as I smeared our combined fluids all over his face before settling back down on his talented tongue and lips. I could feel his tongue hungrily lapping at the inner walls of my pussy as he tried his best to oblige my fervent demands. As the rising passion in me grew I started humping his face, grinding my clit against his nose.

"Ohhhh fu fu fuuuuccckkkkk", I cried out again. ":Eat me! Suck my pussy", I ranted on.

"Ohhh gaaaawwwddd! Oh shit! Oh fuck, I'm cumming" I exclaimed so loudly that it shocked me.

Just then one of the most intense orgasms I could remember racked my body. Rick told me once after a long session of his oral pleasure that I'd squirted a little when I came but I'd been too engrossed to notice. But suddenly, I felt hot liquid spraying from my body. I held to the headboard to keep from falling off him and felt as if I'd pass out as more and more intense waves of ecstasy racked my body with convulsive tremors. Again I felt the spray of my girl cum as it erupted from my spasming body and into Rick's hungry mouth and over his face. Over and over the sweet waves of passion coursed through me until I suddenly went limp and rolled off onto my side. Just opening my eyes felt as if it would drain the last of my strength from me. But, what I saw both shocked me and, at the same time, filled me with a sense of even more total satisfaction. Rick's face and hair and the sheets under his head were soaked. His face glistened from the huge amounts of our mingled fluids covering him. A small glob of his white cum trickled down his cheek as we shared a long, contented and loving stare.

He was first to move and turned his body until he was staring directly into my eyes. Though I tried to turn away he pressed his cum soaked face to mine and kissed me deeply. Without thinking I kissed him eagerly and passionately. Gone was my sense of dread at tasting our mingled, salty-sweet cum. In its place was a newfound hunger to smell it, to taste it, to share the essence of our sex with this wonderful lover. As we kissed away the fluids from each others mouths I'd kiss and lick at his cheeks, coating my lips and tongue once more before kissing him deeply again.

I don't know when I drifted off to sleep but when I awoke we were still lying on our sides facing each other. I just lay there looking into his sleeping face. Before drifting back to sleep I gently kissed his lips once more. As I did, I took a deep breath and realized that we smelled and tasted like sex. I smiled softly to myself, content that I had indeed found the passion for him that had been missing for so long. I pushed him over onto his back and laid my head on his chest. As I drifted back to sleep I silently hoped that my newfound passion and sexual openness would not pass with the dawn light.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Accidental Voyeur

Accidental Voyeur
By: xpurrteez (xpurrteez@yahoo.com)

Accidental Voyeur

The new occupant of an apartment accidentally discovers a peephole into the bedroom of the beautiful young woman next door. He becomes addicted to watching her and when he eventually meets her and his observations become very useful.

As he hung his clothing into the inbuilt wardrobe he noticed a piece of adhesive tape stuck against the pristine newly painted interior walls. He peeled it back and examined the object that lay beneath. It was a magnifying lens, a spy hole. He peered though it and beyond he saw a perfect view of a woman's bedroom. He could see a sweet little pink bra hanging from a bed post, a dress hung over the bed and the door to what must be an ensuite just visible. He refixed the tape and thought nothing about it save that the previous resident must have been a ?weird dude'.

Over the next few weeks, he settled into his new apartment and couple of time met the pretty-young occupant of the bedroom he had spied on the first evening. He guessed Verity was in her late teens or early twenties, petite, honey blonde and with an enchanting ?little girl-like' innocence that was very appealing. He introduced himself on the stairs one morning on the way to work. She was dressed in tight hipster mini skirt that showed off her long shapely legs, though she herself was barely 5''4" he estimated. A diamond stud sat in her navel accentuating her deliciously flat tummy and slender waist. Her pink midriff top stretched tightly around her small round breasts, just a hint of cleavage showing in the v-neck top.

She was a postgraduate student and shared the apartment with her older sister. He wondered how much the family resemblance extended to her, two gorgeous babes living next door made the extortionate rent almost worthwhile. Verity, though, was sweet and open and with a razor sharp intellect and wit. He was looking forward to sharing a coffee with the girls next-door as Verity had suggested.

As it happened it did! Verity knocked on his door on a Saturday and invited him in. Big sister Felicity had baked some scones and they decided to share them with him. Felicity too was a stunning looking young woman, not much older than Verity with similar hair and facial features but somewhat taller and bigger in the bust area. The two were friendly and very chatty and thankful that he was next door. The previous resident had been a bit weird and obsessive about the girls Felicity confided. ?He use to drool over both of us and wait at the bottom of the stairs to look up or skirts' Verity chimed in.

He thought about telling him about what he had discovered but refrained. Over the weeks to come, they became firm friends, sharing meals and chats. Verity more so as Felicity travelled a lot for her work as a public relations manager for a women's clothing manufacturer. He gathered that was why both of them were always so immaculately dressed until Felicity confided she specialised in underwear/lingerie promotion then showed him some stunning photos of her in some sexy lingerie. He was surprised at their openness and frank discussions about their lives. His pretty neighbours entranced Frank. He was a recent divorcee and valued their charming company. He fantasised about them a little but generally saw them as friends until one night when he heard what sounded like Verity through the thin walls between the apartments. Her cries were disturbing and at times sounded like pain but other times sounded like she was orgasming, he opened the inbuilt robe and peeled off the tape that hid the peephole. Pushed the clothing aside and peered through it. There in full view was the most exquisite young body he had ever seen, naked and bent over the bed. He drank in the deliciously sweet rounded ass, small firm mango shaped breasts, slender waist and the shapely legs he had admired many times. He felt a stirring in his loins as his cock firmed. Her honey blonde hair was dishevelled and matted, tears streaked her usually immaculately made up face and a trace of blood could be seen trickling near her thighs.

A man came up behind her, his huge cock hard and engorged. He pushed it roughly into her ass and she screamed ? ?Noooooo I don't like it No' He fucked her ass hard and deep ignoring her pleas until he satisfied himself cumming and spraying his jism across her ass cheeks. She stopped sobbing. From the cupboard, Frank felt rage and wanted to kill the man who could be so hurtful to such a sweet creature but he remained transfixed. Verity lay on the bed and the man began kissing her nipples until she began to moan, then kissed his way to her pussy. His tongue bringing her to a series of orgasms, ?It's a fine line between pleasure and pain' he thought. The sex continued for several hours he pleasured himself brutally with her and then made up for it by bringing her to orgasm until he finished and dressed to leave. There was no passion or love in him only brutal selfishness sex.

Frank wondered how such an intelligent, strong willed and beautiful woman could allow this abuse to continue Over the next few days, he thought about talking to Verity. He also found himself drawn to the peephole every chance he could. He watched her slide on her delightful array of panties over her heavenly ass each morning, he watched her undress, never failing to be excited as she unsnapped her bra releasing her perfect tits. He watched her masturbate. Each time she wore the same powder blue baby-doll nightie with matching high cut panties, she began as always, caressing her breasts through the soft silk until the nipple hardened then slid the halter aside and pinched them quite hard. She rolled her nipples between her thumb and forefinger and pulled at it. Then wetted her fingers and repeated this procedure no doubt imaging a lover's mouth. She traced her damp finger down her sweet flat tummy lingering a moment at her diamond studded belly button then began to touch her pussy though the panties, pressing hard and circling her fingers until she broke into shivers and moans orgasming repeatedly. She then rolled over onto her tummy and raised her sweet ass, slid the panties aside and trust three fingers into herself squealing ? Fuck me, I love it when you do that'.

Frank found himself falling in love with her by day and infatuated with her by night and early morning from his cupboard. He watched the male visitor repeat his earlier performances and felt enraged. She was beautiful and he couldn't help wanting her the very thought of her made him warm and horny he wanted to protect her but most of all he wanted to make love to her and show her how love making could be. He managed to discuss her boyfriend with her on a few occasions and she passed over it quickly. He tried to allude to the idea that bad relationships need to stop and moved on and he spoke frankly about his own divorce. A few days after he heard her crying through the wall, he peered through the peephole, she was alone; her dress ripped and torn. She looked very upset. He left his apartment and knocked on her door. ?Verity open up, It's Frank here' She came to the door, her eyes streaked with eyeliner lipstick smeared. ?Verity are you ok?' She sobbed and broke into tears, he took her into his arms, and they sat down on the living room sofa.

?He is such a bastard, I tried to break it off with him and he tore my clothes and tried to rape me. It was awful! I kicked him hard in the cods and then ran for my life.'

She sobbed out the story and held onto Frank for comfort, He patted her as she cried into his shoulder, her dress hanging off her revealing her sweet floral bra and panties her slender legs clenched tightly together.

?Do you want me to phone the cops? Frank said.

? No I just want him to stay away from me.'

?I'll give him more than a kick in the cods if he comes here again' Frank comforted. Come on, have shower, put on your PJ's and I'll stand guard here while you try to get some rest.'

?Would you cuddle me? I cant sleep alone tonight I'm so frightened.' She took his hand, led him to the bedroom and began taking off her torn clothes he turned to leave the room.

?Please stay I don't want to be alone.' He watched as she slip off what was left of the dress revealing her blue and red floral bra and panties. He had seen her dress in this before she left. The bra cupped her sweet round tits beautifully and when she unsnapped the bra, he could not help but gasp at the delicious baubles bouncing in front of her. She smiled sweetly then peeled off the tight matching V string panties. Her gorgeous ass showing bruises. She looked at him

?Can you come in the bathroom it's ok I don't mind you seeing me.' He was stifling the biggest hard on he had had in months as he stood to watch her seductive curves grow wet under the transparent shower curtain as she soaped her breasts and pubic regions his heart skipped a beat. The nipples were erect and she spent time touching her pussy that went beyond cleanliness. When the shower was turned off, he handed a clean towel to cover her wet body. ?Could you get me a nightie? She said ? It's in the top drawer just choose anyone you like'

He returned to the bedroom, he knew exactly what his favourite nightie was. She wore it often it was a pale blue halter neck satin baby doll with a high cut lace trimmed string bikini.

?How did you know that was my favourite?' She smiled and laughed for the first time. She finished drying herself and slid the nightie on. He shook with a lust tempered by constraint of his compassion for her situation. It was an unbearable tease.

?Will you lie with me tonight, I need to cuddle, and Felicity is away for the next few days' ?What man could turn down that offer' He replied. They lay on the bed, he held her in his arms her head on his shoulder she snuggled like a child against him. He tried hard not to reveal the huge hard on that ached in his pants.

She lay against him with her eyes open as he stroked her arms and head.

?I've been a bit of a tease haven't I' she said when she caught sight of the permanent lump in his pants.

?I was hoping you wouldn't notice, but it's a natural response to a pretty young woman stripping and dressing in front of me.

' She smiled and looked up at him then kissed him. ?Thank you' she whispered and kissed him again. He couldn't believe how sweet her lips were and the effect a simple kiss would have on him. Somewhere in the kiss, he felt her hand on his cock gently stroking it the waves of passion passed over him like a fire and he kissed her more urgently. She unzipped his pants and fondled his cock like a child with a new toy. He did not dare touch her he thought and then she grasped his hand and guided it to her breasts. He began to touch them as he remembered he had seen her touch herself cupping them firmly in his hand then pinching the nipples and pulling them between his thumb and forefinger until she began to pant ?Mmmmmmmmm yes I like that' she cooed. He moved his mouth to them and slid aside the halter to reveal the delightfully full petite mounds with the dark areola like 20-cent pieces. He flickered his tongue around the erect nipples and then rolled them between his lips, as he had with his fingers until she began top moan sweetly and was encouraged to grasp his cock even more firmly.

He slid his other hand to her panties and began to massage her pussy through her panties as he had seen her do on countless nights from his hiding place. She came quickly and loudly and thanked him with a torrent of kisses. He kissed his way down her smooth belly darted his tongue around the diamond stud in her navel still emulating what he had seen her do with her fingers on those nights when she pleasured herself alone. When he reached her panties he took in the sweet smell of her sex the soft satin moist from her first orgasms. He buried his face in her wet panties and pressed his lips against them as she shivered under his excited lips. For a full ten-minutes, he pleasured her as she came repeatedly.

When he finally rose from her sodden panties to kiss her, she lay panting in wait for his is tender lips.

?It's ok ? she said. ? I want you, you're sweet and gentle and I have to feel what that's like again.' She helped him out of his clothes kissing his chest, peeling off his shirt and shorts. She kissed his nipples and bit them gently giggling as she did.

?That's as violent as I get.' He held her close and then turned her around pressing his hardness against her fabulously sexy ass. He held it against her throbbing. ?Do you like it from behind' ?Yes but not in my ass darling, and I love to keep my panties on.' He shivered as he slid her panties over her round buns to reveal her sweet pussy lips and tiny asshole, which bore red tears from the brutal entries. No wonder she was in pain he thought. He guided his cock to her moist lips parting them carefully, gently and slowly sliding his thick shaft into her warm tight pussy. He fought weeks of desire he was hot to bursting point, she was divine her pussy wrapped around his hugeness, he had never felt such pleasure such softness, such exquisite desire. She wiggled her ass seductively as he pushed cautiously inside her partly because he wanted to be gentle and partly because he felt himself about to explode too soon into her sweet sex.

He gathered his concentration and began to fuck her gently with short thrusts deep inside her velvet wetness. Then long strokes as she began to shiver and moan 'OOOH that's good, Mmmm more, more, Oh God, you feel so good!'

He thrust into her enjoying the effect his engorged cock had on her. He moved his hand from her curvaceous hips to her panty front and began to massage her clit again as he had done before and in moments she was squealing and begging him to fuck her hard. She came quickly and intensely her pussy gushing wetness that spilled down her inner thighs and squirted around his thrusting cock. The walls of her hot pussy closed around his throbs and thrusts as he moaned long and low loosing any sense of control as she continued to orgasm wildly. He pulled from her so he could control himself and postpone the explosion. She turned toward him and they kissed passionately. She pushed him down on the bed and then kissed her way down to his cock. She took him in her mouth and sucked him feeling the throbs return to his aching cock.

She let go of him, straddled him, and said ?You want to cum inside me don't you, I know, and I can't wait to feel it' She guided his engorged cock to her wetness. He felt her warm tight lips part to take him inside her shivering wet pussy. He felt it contract around his hard cock matching his throbs. She rode him slowly and felt his throb cock inside knowing he was moments away from exploding. She plunged down and leant forward kissing him as she clamped her pelvic floor muscles tightly around him. He thrust against her urgently and his cock swelled violently and then shot into her deep. They both panted and moaned in the pleasure that followed, each hot shot sending shivers through her hot sweet body. His own orgasm covered his being as if every nerve in his body was finally sated and gripped in sensational tingling. He held her tight and kissed her they his hand cupping her ass cheeks pushing her tightly towards him. Her pert breasts hard against his chest, she gasped ?oooh that was so good, thank you.' They rolled over still connected deeply and cuddled as their throbs and contractions continued blissfully into the night until they drifted into sleep.