Friday, November 30, 2012

Early morning fuck SeXStoRY

My name is Jon, I woke up early one monday morning when I was a teenager at about 3 am with a raging boner feeling wide awake and horny. I didn't know what to do about it so I got out of bed in my boxers and no shirt I had about an 8 inch cock fully corked sticking out of boxers. I walked over to my parents' room, I stood by my mom's bed. She heard me tip toe in and said with her eyes closed "What is it honey?" She opened her eyes and saw the predominant bone in my boxers. Her eyes widened, she lifted her sheets off. For sl**ping she wore a see through night gown which gave me an amazing view of her 34DD natural tits and her cunt. My mom was blonde haired, fit but still had a thick ass and nice thick tits, she was nice and short too with a hairy unshaved cunt. Her body is similar to darla krane's. This didn't help mush with my raging boner. She sat by the side of her bed with her hands on her cheeks in shock "jesus christ have you grown" she whispered as my dad was still sound asl**p. She asked "Why did you come to wake me up with this?" I whispered "I couldn't get rid of it and I can't go to sl**p." I couldn't help staring at her big tits. Still with wide eyes in shock she said "Alright then." She got up, stretched out her arms, walked pover to me grabbed my cock with one hand and whispered "Come with me, and be quiet we can't wake your Dad up." She guided me out of the room with my cock down the stairs to the tv room and closed the door. Every step of the way when I felt her hands against my pulsating cock I couldn't control my excitement. I was like a jack rabbit during mating season. I watched as she yanked her night gown off and revealed her immaculate tits and body. She rubbed her puss a little bit and then asked me too come over. She said "lick my cunt honey." I shoved my face into her hairy pussy. The juices of her pussy enveloped my tongue. I also licked her pubic hair and fingered her which really was kinky. Than I stood up and just started making out with her and rubbed my cock against her belly and grabbed her fat ass. It was so passionate, our tongues interlocked and we both made our love for one another clear. Finally, after about 10 minutes making out, she said "Let me suck my boy's overgrown cock." I stood up straight hands behind my back as she bent over and said "All this porn you spend all day watching better help you." And I said "Oh, it will Mom." She wrapped he warm mouth around my cock and played with the tip of the cock with her tongue. She gasped for breath and said "oh my god, it's so long and thick." I said "Oh my go Mom, you can go so deep, you're unreal." I could feel the precum flowing out of cock. With every deep throat. She said "mmm, this tastes so good." She then started licking the tip and sidewalls of my cock with her tongue and proclaimed "so fucking tasty! I want it in my pussy now" She stood up and used the sofa in the room to bend down on. She said "Fuck me doggystyle baby." I guided my cock into her fat pussy and yelled "shit it's so wet" I started slowly and then gradually sped up. As I started pounding her with my meat she yelled "Mmmm baby, yes!, yes!, yes!" I could hear the claps from my body impacting her ass as I thrusted. I pulled my cock out and told her to get on my cock and ride it. She said "Taking charge, I like it, you fucking turn me on you dirty pervert." She rode me with her tits facing me and bouncing as she slid up and down. Her ass clapped and bounced as it hit my legs. Her thighs wer looking so sexy, flexed and muscular. I pulled her toward me and held her against my body so I could fell her warmth and tits against my chest. I grabbed her fat ass as it bounced up and down. As she fucked me we started making out again. She pulled out and turned herself the other way so I could see her thick ass. She leaned forward and put her sexy legs together as she rode me (so hot!!!). She said "this is much better than your internet porn isn't it?" I responded "Hell yea! your pussy is dank." Then I got up not taking my cock out of her and fucked her standing up, grabbing her boobs, protecting her and guarding her. This was my favorite position. We were one my cock in her pussy, me gripping her with passion and love. This is when I proclaimed "I love you mom." And she responded "I love you baby, don't ever leave me, I want you forever." It was the deepest connection and love I have ever felt. I laid her back on the couch and fucked her missionary style with her strong legs up in the air. She rubbed her clit while I pulled my cock in and out of her wet pussy. She and I both moaned. I felt like my cock would burst soon. She said "I want you to pull out and cum on my stomach and tits for me, baby. Come on those milky tits that fed you." I said "Yes, mom" I kept fucking her and then yelled "I'm gonna blow my load!" I pulled my cock out and dropped the biggest load I've ever dropped all over my Mom's stomach and tits. I gave a huge sigh of relief and felt so confident and proud. She said "You're such a stud, you're a regular pornstar that's the biggest load I've ever seen." Then she picked some of my cum up with her finger and tasted it. And she said "It tastes amazing too, I told you eating all those fruit and vegetables would pay off." I said "they sure did. Mom, I love you" I looked at the clock it was 6am by the time we were done. My mom and I cuddled up on the couch in spooning position and went to sl**p. She didn't even wipe the cum off of her. Later that morning my Dad was looking for me to get me up for school. He found me and my mom sl**ping covered in cum together naked on the couch.

What I'd do to you. SeXStoRY

i start off by kissing you and run my hands down to your waist where ill grab your ass and press you against me so you can feel my hard cock against your pussy through you clothes. As i pull at your shirt and take it off of you ill kiss down the side of your neck down to your breast, where ill start rubbing your perfect tits as i suck on them. As i continue to suck on your tits ill rub your pussy and strip you of your pants and slide my hard cock back an forth in your cunt to get you really going. than i will lick down your stomach and eat your pussy out until you climax the first of many times. when i finish eating you out, ill slide my hard cock into your pussy with your legs wrapped around me ill suck on your breast as i thrust deep into you. then ill pick you up and grab you by your ass and let you thrust yourself sliding up and down my dick with your tight wet pussy. than ill have you get on all 4 with your pussy to me so that i may grab you by your waist and shove this cock you want so much deep into your pussy once again and trust as hard, as deep and as fast as i can until I'm about to cum. As i cum ill quickly withdrawal and let you turn around and suck every last drop out of me.

Firsts SeXStoRY

I could barely believe this was happening; Kara’s incredible, perfect, alabaster body pressed to mine, the perspiration of our lovemaking drying on our skin. She had come to the house with the intent of studying for an exam with my assistance. That had lasted for a couple of hours, but the effects of being so close to each other had finally overwhelmed us both and we had kissed. The kiss had grown passionate until both of us were trembling and panting. Her notes forgotten, I had lifted her into my arms and carried her down the hall to the bedroom, setting her gently onto the bed. My hands trembling, I knelt before her and tenderly removed her clothing piece by piece, revealing a body unparalleled in its beauty. As she watched, I stood and disrobed, peeling away my clothing to reveal myself to her. My cock strained to be free of my clothing and swung to point at her as my pants slid down from my hips. “Oh my God.” Kara gasped, her eyes widening in what looked like fear. She reached out with both hands, wrapping them around the shaft of my erection one above the other, the bulbous head of my cock extending toward her beyond her two-fisted grasp. “Oh my God.” She repeated, her voice tremulous in its reverence. Sliding back to my knees, I leaned to kiss her again, her lips parting to give my tongue free access to hers. From her mouth, my lips moved to her cheek, her neck then, her breasts. With each caress of my tongue on her flesh, her trembling increased, until she was shivering not in fear or cold, but expectation. Gently, I lay her back onto the bed, my mouth sliding down her smooth stomach then, dipping to her blazing moist pussy. My tongue plunged between the soft folds of her sex and she yelped as if scalded and leapt up the bed, coming to rest huddled by the headboard. “What’s wrong?” I asked, worried that I had done something to hurt her. A look of confusion creased her pale brow and she almost laughed in her embarrassment. “Nobody’s ever…” She began, her words faltering in her indecision on how to elaborate properly. “Then it’s long overdue.” I replied, reaching out to her with both hands. Uncertainly, she took my hands and let me guide her back down the mattress, her legs slipping over my shoulders to either side of my head. I bent to her again, tasting her, teasing her with my tongue and she responded to each taunting stroke. Legs tight around my head, fingers tangled in my hair, she shook with each caress of my tongue, her body arching as her hyper-excited labia and clitoris experienced my oral ministrations. Too soon she cried out in orgasm, crushing her wet pussy to my probing mouth, her body thrashing in the throes of ecstasy. Her orgasm over, her hands moved to push me away, but I was not yet prepared to stop. I redoubled my oral assault on her quivering sex, smashing her through one orgasm after another until I felt she couldn’t take anymore. As I released her from the press of my lips, I heard the soft sound of her sobs and slid up onto the bed beside her. “Kara?” I asked, frightened that perhaps I had gone too far. “Why are you crying? Have I hurt you?” “No.” She replied tearfully and shook her head in the negative, wrapping her body around mine in a fierce hug. “It’s just that nobody has ever made me feel so good before. Never!” “Then,” I replied, echoing my earlier statement. “It was long overdue.” Kara clutched to me more fiercely. “Make love to me.” She pleaded. I was only too happy to oblige. Lifting my body above hers, I positioned the head of my rigid cock to the glistening lips of her pussy. A look of fear crossed her face and I wondered if she truly wanted this, or was just trying to please me in some form of maintaining fair play. The insistent pressure of her hands on my buttocks assured me that despite her expression of trepidation, she truly desired me in her. With a shift in my weight, I pressed my body downward, my cock forcing itself between the wet folds of her sex. I was amazed at the resistance her vagina exerted against the intrusion of my erection and it nearly startled me when the head of my cock finally succeeded in going inside of her. “Oh my God!” Kara cried out in a mixture of ecstasy and agony. Kara’s already soprano voice rose to a keening wail as I f***ed more of my cock into her. It was nearly impossible; the crushing grip of her vagina was so strong. I had to put my full weight to my attempt to enter her and I had barely gotten more than half of myself in when I could feel my penis’ head butted up against the tensed muscles of her cervix. Kara cried out when I didn’t immediately stop my insistent pressure. The sheer pain in her voice made me pull back. “Oh God!” She began to whimper. “Don’t stop! Oh God!” I pressed my rigid cock into her again, pulling back at her cry of pain when I filled her. It was now quite obvious to me that she could only accept about five inches of my dick into her incredibly tight pussy and as such, it fell to me to insure that I didn’t try to insinuate more than that. It was difficult, but soon I was moving smoothly, thrusting in only as much as her compact vagina would allow then, withdrawing again for the next thrust. I had never before experienced the powerful pressure I discovered from her clutching sex. It excited me immeasurably. When she once more approached orgasm, the muscles of her vagina began to clasp, tightening onto my throbbing shaft with crushing f***e. Suddenly, she was screaming and thrashing beneath me in the throes of ecstasy. The savage grip of her vagina wrenched at my cock and with a roar, I was cumming, my hot semen pumping into her in fiery torrents. Spent we collapsed onto the bed, still joined by our sexes. I tried to pull free, but could not. The pressure of her vagina was such that my now softening penis was being gripped too tightly to move. “Give me a minute to relax.” Kara panted. “I have a choice?” I asked, feeling the crushing power of her pussy holding my flaccid penis in a veritable death grip. Content to remain within her, I pulled her to me, lying with her in the rumpled sheets, a puddle of our sweat sticking the thin fabric to us.

a soft swing hardon SeXStoRY

My wife and I went to another couples home for dinner not long ago. We've become good friends over the past year or so. The trust and friendship has built up between the four of us, but not so close yet to feel like f****y and make what was to happen next an uncomfortable situation. It was setting up to be the perfect storm. We've been married 30 years and have only been with each other since, although I constantly dream of seeing my wife with other guys. So we never tried swinging. In fact, we never even talk about things like that. Why? I don't know. Dinner was excellent. Afterwards we were all sitting in the living room just enjoying each others company, talking, a few glasses of wine, just relaxing. The evening was young. What do we want to do next? Someone suggested a movie, but we were all content right there at the house. The host husband opens up the cabinet of dvds to see if any interest us. As he opened the door, a deck of cards fell onto the floor. k**ding around I said how about a game of strip poker. The wives giggled, then dead silence. Oh no, I think I just ruined the evening. Then the host wife said," Strip poker goes too quick. Let's play strip 500 rummy." Wow! I didn't expect that one! So our foursome( that would be a foreshadow here ) moved drinks, snacks, and bodies to the dinning room table. Ok- what are the rules. My wife suggests guys vs girls. The host husband says," Each losing hand, that team removes one article of clothing. At the end of the game, losing team orally gratifies the winning team." Just hearing all of this has my heart pounding out of my chest. All agree- lets play! I've played strip poker with my wife before( not like this though). She has this trick were she'll take off her bottom before exposing her tits. Sure she has no bottom clothes on, but sitting back down no one can see anything anyway. As the game goes along, the girls eventually lose their tops. the host wife has a spectacular set of knockers. I don't know if seeing my wife's tits did it, or knowing another guy was staring at her tits, but I got the stiffest hardon! I can't wait for this game to be over. I don't care which team wins. Well, luck has it, us guys win. And we're about to win big time. We finish with our disrobing and sit on the couch. We're both rock hard. I'm kind of embarresed about the whole situation, but even more so- excited! Each wife then kneels in front of her man and starts to suck cock. My wife can always tell when I'm about to cum, so she stops at the right times to let me calm down a bit. During the payoff, after all, a bet is a bet, the host wife says," How about a swapmeet?" My wife says,"What?" She says,"You know- swap meat." Now, this is all new to us, and from what I understand, it's new to the other couple too. The host husband looks at her, looks at me, looks and just smiles at my wife. My wife looks at me and asks if I want to. I'm dying to see her lips around another guys cock so I said yes. So we trade partners with the trust and understanding of NO penetration. It's been a fantasy of mine for a long time to see my wife suck another guy, but I had this uneasy felling inside. She looked over into my eyes a couple times. She seemed a little nervous so I told her she looked so hot sucking cock, just enjoy it. And to me she did look hot. I couldn't wait to go home that night and fuck her as she told me how she enjoyed making another man cum. I was about to cum, so I pulled out of the host wife's mouth and shot streams of cum all over her tits! I think that was all the host husband needed to see, next he pulled his cock out of my wife's mouth and came all over her tits. What a load too! Damn my wfe looked so hot!!! I wanted her so bad, I would have jumped her right then and there and not even towled HIS cum off her first. We had the other couple for dinner at our house since that night, but other f****y members and friends were there too so nothing happened. My wife and I both agree it was a great night, that we'd love to do it again with them. Don't know if we would ever go further. We've talked with the other couple, still very good friends, and are quite comfortable with each other and what happened. They don't expect X rated visits all the time. They want us as friends, not just want us. That's the cool part.

My Week last Week SeXStoRY

So it was pretty good. I never met a guy this fucking horny before, literally came three times. So I was wearing my black wig, awesome makeup, plad miniskirt, thigh highs/w knee high gogo boots, and cute top with my forms in. So I start sucking this guy who is rock hard when i step out of the bathroom of the hotel room. He has a nice 7 inch dick, but he is young and athletic. Im enjoying myself and he grabs the back of my head and starts forcing his dick down my throat, so im like ok, he wants it like that. And like that he did! He told me he wanted to fuck me and put me on the bed. I positioned myself on my back and he put on his condom. He then climbed over me, lubed up my hole telling me hot i looked and how good my pussy looked. He then put it in, and began to fuck right. I fucking assgasmed in no time and this dude is just puting in work right. Well im pretty flexible, so next thing you know it, my legs pinned back by my head and this guy is just burying his bone! I mean hard, he aint playing, and im in heaven. He pulls out and cums all over my clit, and says hold on. That mother fucker then puts on another condom, flips me over onto my stomach and starts just raping the shit out of me. Like he had just cum, and bam he was at it again. Guess it was just the marine in him, I could tell from the tattoos, but he just flipped, and went balls deep. So now im on my stomach just getting punished and loving it, and i swear he is averaging a 3 pumps a second. Im like in orgasm the whole time, and then he grabs my shoulders hard, and thrust deep as he can and just bursts inside me, filling his condom. So is he done? no. He says i wanna see you cum, so i give him some lube and tell him to fist fuck me. He instantly gets so turned on, i turn on my spread my legs and he eases in me. He gets in and starts just working my clit. I jack off and finish with a fucking lava stream since his hand is in me, and he just bury's his face in my mess. So im done, laying there quivering and he lays over me and jacks off, cumming again. So im ruined and he puts his clothes on and leaves. All i can say, is god damn that was awesome! Sad thing is, this little slut was not done and entertained two other men that night, but they were not my marine.

Late Sauna SeXStoRY

After a long day at an international exhibition in Frankfurt I found myself in a 5-star hotel with a Spa. I got naked, slipped into my slippers and robe and headed for the basement. The Spa was very modern, dark - mostly black shiny tiles with some golden mosaics dotted around to give it a luxurious calming look. A long corridore lead to individual saunas, steam and other rest rooms. The only thing that illuminated the complete area were LED lights that changed colours from time to time from blue to red and then from red to green and so on. It was already quiet late after dinner time so I had the whole place to myself – so I thought! I grabbed a towel, hang my robe away and decided to try one particular small sauna that was relatively well lit. As you open the door the oven was on your left and one lower and one upper bench right in front of you. I folded my towel out on the top tier and sprinkled some water over the oven. I sat down with my back to the wall and let the hot air hit me right in the face. Just a couple of seconds later the door opens and this tall, stunning blonde with a towel wrapped around her body entered the sauna. She smiled sayed hello and dropped her towel right onto the same upper bench exposing her big, perfectly moulded breasts and completely shaved body parts. She sat down in the same way as I did, with her back against the wall right opposite me on the upper tier. Her knees closed together and angled up, leaning back against the hot wall. One of the lights was directly above her, illuminating her completely in front of me. My eyes shyed away initially but then got drawn back like a magnet onto her fully illuminated boobs and well exercised stomach. I thought to myself: I would love to caress those long, hard nipples, randomly sucking at them, circling them with my tongue whilst squeezing gently her firm big breasts! I shyly focused on looking into her eyes and just a second our eyes meet before she closed them calmly, leaning back against the wall. As she fall back my eyes again got locked focusing at her closed knees, just waiting to get a closer look of her shaven pussy. Only her breathing and a gentle, quiet sound of relaxation music came from the speaker system. She must have been able to hear my heard beat though at the same time. She just sat there, upright position, with her eyes shut and angled closed legs, enjoying the silence and heat from the oven! For about 2 minutes I kept eying up her perfect body, starring at her knees in complete silence, for that glimpse between her legs, as I heard suddenly her voice again. This time deeper with a more sensual tone to it: “Are you still starring at my pussy?” Completely in shock I quickly turned my eyes to the door as I would have heard nothing and just as I got drawn back to her, she opened her big blue eyes, smiling at me: “ARE YOU STILL LOOKING AT MY PUSSY?!” I can’t believe what I had heard and look disturbed at the ceiling. Her eyes close as nothing had happened and just as I can see a deep breath from her, her knees suddenly, slowly open and fold to the side – exposing her complete body to me. My glimpse had come true, right in front of me, fully illuminated by the spotlight above her. I waited that the split second would wane and her accidental error would vanish with her knees properly closed forever but … But it didn’t happen! Her legs stayed wide open, allowing me to indulge in my visual feast. I could clearly see her well formed vulva mountain and her beautiful outer lips that half protected her pink flesh inside of her. Her hands suddenly crept up and run up her legs, further up her side of her body until she reached her head. With both arms folded aside and up in the air she ran through her blonde hair. Then she stopped, in a fully stretched sitting position, her elbows wide apart above her head, her breast and upper body stretched out to the max – still her legs folded aside – wide apart, exposing every single inch between her legs. Her big blue eyes, openend again in one blink – staring deeply at me. Electrified and totally parralysed by her actions I hold my breath and just as her gentle, deeply sensuous voice can say: “ Do you …the opening door silences her and two ladies enter the steam room. Both with their towels wrapped around their body they take a seat in front of us at the lower tier, facing the door. Clearly they must have been part of the exhibition as they were still quietly talking about it. My eyes got immediately drawn back between her legs, then traveling up her body, over her boobs and back onto her face just for a quick look. Her eyes were wide open, starring at mine smiling at me as her head slightly fall sideways. She arched her back, her eyes locked, still starring at me as her hands start sliding down her belly between her legs. Her right hand circling around her pussy, her left hand slowly touching her boobs. She moves gently and carefully around her body parts. I clearly can see the sweat pouring down on her, dripping over her boobs onto her pussy. Finally I allow myself to awake from my parralysation, open my legs to expose my throbbing, erect cock to her. She smiles without blinking an eye, lifts herself up and taps one of the ladies in front of her onto the shoulder: “Sorry madam, do you mind if I put some water onto the oven?” The ladies reply: “oh good idea” as they watch her gracefully step down between them to pour a substantial amount of water onto the boiling hot stones. With great noise the wall of hot air expands rapidly around the room making everybody moan out loud. As she climbs up past the lower tier between the ladies she grabs my knee with one hand to hold onto before she gets onto her knees with her back to me right in front of me. She pushes as close back to me as she can, reaches forward with her arms to place her towel properly back into shape. Whilst reaching forward she stretches her arse up in the air. My visual receptors are on overdrive as I watch her arse gently moving forward, to then only push backwards towards me – towards my face – towards my hands – towards my throbbing cock. She pushes back and doesn’t even pull back as she makes body contact with my legs as she pushes her arse up in the air, still fiddeling with her towel. All unnoticed by the two ladies in front of us on the lower tier as they are happily chatting away discussing their experiences of the exhibition my hand suddenly reaches out for her arse. My four fingers slipping right between her legs, drowning deep into her terribly wet pussy whilst I press my thumb firmly onto her exposed arse. As soon as I can feel my thumb touch her soft skin around her rim she pushes backwards – with my thumb plopping right inside of her! For a second I push deeper with my thumb completely immersed into her arse and my other 3 fingers pushing deep into her wet pussy She jumps forward, grabs her towel, turns around to me and silently shakes her head at me to follow her! I obey and follow her out of the sauna, trying to hide my big erection from the ladies underneath my towel. As I step out I just grasp a glimpse of her disappearing into a Turkish steam room down the corridor. I follow her and as I open the door I find her alone with straight legs, bend forward, holding onto the seating bench in front of her. Her blonde hair dropped down between her arms looking down onto the ground. The otherwise dark and steamy room is only lit by one LED spotlight in the centre of the room. Her arse is placed right below the light, stretched up in the air. I drop my towel, grab her raised hips either side and slide my big cock right inside of her arse. She moans out loud as I start pounding her tight hole in extasy. She gets louder and louder the harder I trust into to her. Just as I am exploding she quickly turns around, knees down in front of me takes my cock into her mouth and starts sucking – swallowing every single drop of my cum. As I fall back onto a bench in exhaustion, her big blue eyes caught mine, she smiled again, wished her lips clean with her finger, got up onto her feet and headed for the exit

Carrie Underwood: Breaking the Girl SeXStoRY

These are the top three choices," the director said, setting three pictures in front of Carrie Underwood. They were casting the male lead for her new music video and Carrie was being given final say on who to cast. "That one," Carrie said, pointing at the picture in the middle. "All three are here if you want to meet them," the director said. "No, him," Carrie said, again pointing at the middle picture. She couldn't really explain it, but there was just something about the picture that compelled her and she knew that if he could draw her in with just a picture then he'd have no problem drawing people in. "You're the boss," the director said, motioning for his assistant to let the chosen guy in. "We want chemistry between the two of you so maybe you should spend some time with him and develop a rapport. We can always recast if you don't like him." "That won't be a problem," Carrie muttered, her eyes locked firmly on the cute guy walking toward her. "That's what I like to hear," the director said. "Well, I'll let you get to get to know Eric a bit. We have a few days before we're due to start filming so there's no rush." "I hear you're the reason I got the job," Eric said when he got to Carrie. "Should I buy you a cup of coffee as a thank you?" "You don't have to," Carrie said, feeling the strange compulsion to him return, only stronger since he was actually standing there instead of just looking at a picture. "Okay," Eric said. "But what if I want to, would that get you to accept?" "Well, we are supposed to spend some time together," Carrie said, unable to say no. "Great, now do you want coffee or something stronger?" Eric asked as they headed for the door. "It's a little early to be drinking, don't you think?" Carrie asked as Eric held the door open for her and they emerged into the sunlight. "It's after noon and you don't have anything to do this afternoon, do you?" Eric asked her. "No, but-," Carrie started to protest. "Then there's no problem," Eric said, cutting her off as he led her down the street. Reaching the entrance of a bar he held the door open for her and motioned her through. Shrugging her shoulders Carrie went inside. She wanted to object since she'd never been much of a drinker, let alone in the early afternoon, but she couldn't find the words. For some reason she found herself powerless to say no. "Why don't you find a table while I order," Eric suggested as he moved towards the bar. Glancing around the dimly lit place Carrie spotted an empty table in the back by the pool table. Moving towards it she slipped the strap of her purse around one of the chairs and sat down. A few moments after taking a seat Eric returned with two coffee cups and set one in front of her. "It's coffee," Carrie said, taking a sip and not finding any form of alcohol in it. "Can't put anything by you," Eric said, grinning at her surprise. "I told you I'd buy you a cup of coffee." "Yeah, but then you started talking about something stronger and brought me to a bar," Carrie explained. "I guess I just wasn't expecting regular coffee." "What can I say? I'm full of surprises," Eric said, standing up. "But since I bought the coffee, I think you should be the one to pony the quarters for the pool table." "I'm really bad," Carrie said, waving her hands in front of her and shaking her head. "I'm not exactly the Cincinnati k** or anything," Eric said, grabbing one of her hands and pulling her out of her chair. "We can talk while we play." "Fine," Carrie said, once more bending to his whim. "So, buck a ball sound good to you?" Eric asked her as she grabbed a cue off the rack on the wall. "I don't think so," Carrie said. She barely wanted to play, let alone do it for money. "Okay, then how about if one of us makes a shot the other has to reveal some little detail about ourselves?" Eric asked as he racked up the balls. "That was we can really learn more about each other." "That actually sounds doable," Carrie said, bending down to line up her shot. "Speaking of doable," Eric muttered to himself as he stared down the barrel of Carrie's cleavage in the blouse she was wearing. "I heard that," Carrie said, striking the white cue ball and sending it colliding into the other balls. "Sorry, the cleavage affected my brain. Won't happen again," Eric said as he lined up his shot. "Not until the next time you bend over like that anyway." "At least you're up front about it," Carrie said, watching as Eric knocked a striped ball into the corner pocket. "That's one for me," Eric said, putting the butt of his cue on the ground and leaning against it as he waited for Carrie to divulge her detail. "Hmm, let's see," Carrie said, making him wait an extra moment or two. "I love horror movies." "I really don't see it," Eric said. "Okay, so who was the killer in the first Friday The 13th movie?" "You could've at least picked something that didn't get Drew Barrymore killed in the first Scream, you know," Carrie pointed out. "She answered Jason, but of course the real answer is that his mother, Mrs. Voorhies, did it. Jason didn't start killing people until the second one." "Damn, I love it when a woman gets geeky," Eric said, grinning as he picked up his cue and lined up his next shot. "Um, you're supposed to be stripes," Carrie pointed out after Eric had knocked in a solid colored ball. "Huh?" Eric asked her. "Your first one was a striped one, making you stripes and me solids. So that solid one you just knocked in was one of mine," Carrie responded. "I think that means you have to tell me something." "I'm from Texas," Eric said. "Really? You don't sound like it," Carrie said. "When I moved out to LA I had to lose my accent, but I can still pull it out when I need to," Eric said, dropping into his Texas drawl. "I guess you're a Longhorns fan then," Carrie said, bending over to line up her shot. As she started to bend over she thought for a hesitated for a moment about giving him another glance down her shirt but felt a little thrill run through her as she actually bent lower to give him a better glimpse. "Keep in mind that I'm from Oklahoma." "Actually, no," Eric said, his eyes glued to the view she was providing instead of on the ball. "My dad went to Texas A&M, so I'm a lifelong Aggies fan." "I got one," Carrie said, straightening up. "Huh?" Eric asked, looking around the table. "I really need to start paying attention. Damn, what can I tell you about myself?" "I should get to ask the question this time," Carrie said. "Whatever, but remember that you set the precedent," Eric said, thinking of a couple less than wholesome questions he could ask. "What kind of music do you listen to?" Carrie asked after a moment of thought. "I guess you could say a little bit of everything," Eric answered as Carrie set up her next shot. "As a southern boy I'd be disowned if I didn't listen to at least a little country, but I also listen to quite a bit of pop. My favorite though is rock. There's nothing quite like the adrenaline rush that comes from listening to a band like Guns 'N' Roses." "Darn," Carried said as she knocked the cue ball into one of the pockets and scratched. "You have no idea how cute that was, you trying to be all ladylike and not swear and all," Eric told her, grinning as he retrieved the cue ball. "Glad I could amuse you," Carrie said, leaning against the edge of the table as he hit one of his balls into a side pocket. "Ooh, I get to ask a question," Eric said. "How many people have you slept with?" "Two," Carrie replied, surprising herself that she answered such a personal question. "Any of them girls?" Eric asked, surveying the table and seeing one of his balls sitting right next to a pocket only a short distance from the cue ball. "No," Carrie said, shocked that he'd asked it. "See, you could have refused to answer and made me waste a question on it later," Eric said as he bumped another ball into a pocket. "Too late now though. So, when was the last time you went out on a date?" "Geez, it's been months. I've just been so busy that I haven't had time," Carrie answered. "I don't even know why I'm telling you all this." "Maybe you like giving up control," Eric suggested. "But I don't," Carrie protested. She'd never be highly outgoing before, but she'd never felt this impulse to comply like she was feeling with Eric. It wasn't entirely unpleasant, and part of her actually seemed to find it rather amiable, but the feeling was so alien that she wasn't sure where it had come from. "I tell you what then," Eric said, lining his stick up with the cue ball. "If I sink the eight ball right here, then I get to take you out on a date." "You won't make it," Carrie said, seeing the eight ball hiding behind another ball. "Probably not, but that means the odds are in your favor," Eric said, shrugging his shoulders. "Fine, you make it and you can take me out," Carrie said, feeling a little thrill run through her at the idea of leaving her evening plans up to the fates. "Hmm, if I bank it off that side it should bounce off right into the eight ball," Eric said, trying to remember his physics class in high school. Pulling back his stick he struck the cue ball and watched it act exactly like he thought it should. "Pick you up at the studio about six?" "You're a lot better than you let on," Carrie said. "It's called a hustle," Eric said, grinning at her. "You can back out if you want, but you won't." "What makes you say that?" Carrie asked him. "You committed yourself a while ago, you just didn't know it," Eric responded, putting their cues back on the rack on the wall. "Well, I have plans for this afternoon, but you might want to dress casual for tonight." Too stunned to say anything, Carrie merely stood there and watched him walk toward the door. As he opened the door he turned to look back at her and waved before walking through it into the open air. + * + * + "Where are we going?" Carrie asked Eric as they stopped at a red light. She'd considered canceling but as he'd predicted she hadn't. If anything, she'd buzzed around all afternoon in anticipation of her first date in what felt like forever. "I could tell you, but that would ruin the surprise," Eric said. As he waited for the light to turn green he took the moment to turn his head and let his eyes wander over her. Like he'd suggested, she'd gone casual with jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt that clung to her body in all the right places. "What made you so sure that I'd show up tonight?" Carrie asked as the car started rolling again. "The fact that you answered my question about how many guys you'd had sex with," Eric responded. "In my experience, there are two basic groups of women. First, you have the sluts and teases that will sl**p with, or make you think they'll sl**p with just about anyone. Then you have the nice girls that like to wait and get to know a guy before they hop in the sack with him. When it comes to the first group, if you ask them they'll probably tell you just to brag, or make you think you have a shot with them. A nice girl though, she'll only tell you if she's comfortable around you. Since you're about as nice as a girl can get, the fact that you answered told me you were comfortable enough to catch a movie with me." "Aha, so you're taking me to a movie," Carrie said, satisfied that she'd caught him giving out too much information. "I never was any good at keeping secrets," Eric said, shrugging his shoulders. "If you know what you're doing, people better die gruesome deaths in it," Carrie said, leaning back in her seat. "Since it's Halloween time, there's a theater nearby running nothing but horror movies," Eric said. "This afternoon I stopped by and bought a couple tickets to see the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre. I wanted Halloween, but they're saving that for Tuesday, for obvious reasons." "You are this close to being my hero," Carrie said, holding up her hand with her thumb and index finger about an inch apart. "If you say there's a veggie pizza hiding in the back seat, it'll be official." "Nope, no pizza, but we can stop after the movie if you want," Eric suggested, as he pulled into the parking lot of the movie theater. "Why exactly don't you have a girlfriend?" Carrie asked as they walked toward the theater. "Because if you don't have some dark side, or you're gay or something, then you're too nice a guy to be available." "I just got out of a pretty serious relationship a few months ago, so this is really the first date I've been on in a long time as well," Eric said. "Really? What happened?" Carrie asked as Eric presented their tickets. "She said I wasn't there for her enough," Eric said, shrugging his shoulders. "Which tends to mean that she got tired of me and wanted to go try her luck with someone else." "I've been there," Carrie said as they walked across the lobby. "My high school boyfriend gave me some line about how we'd grown apart. Turned out I wasn't putting out enough for him so he went and found someone that would." "You could always use me to make him jealous, I wouldn't mind," Eric said as they entered the theater. "I think seeing me on CMT every time he turns on the tv is doing the trick just fine," Carrie said. "Thanks for offering though." + * + * + "When I was twelve or thirteen, the last Halloween I actually went trick-or-treating, I dressed up as Freddie Kruger," Eric said as they sat at a table eating a vegetarian pizza. "Except I couldn't afford anything but the mask, so I wore an old sweater of mine. It was blue and white striped instead of red and green, but it worked well enough as far as I was concerned. Then to make the glove I showed the kind of ingenuity that causes parents fits because I used one of my mom's good leather garden gloves and stuck nails through the ends of the fingers so they'd look like blades. My mom was impressed that I'd thought of it, but I still got grounded and had to buy her a new pair of gloves to replace the ones I'd ruined." "When I was fifteen I wanted to be Michael Myers for my friend's Halloween party but my mom wouldn't let me because it wasn't ladylike enough," Carrie said, grabbing the last slice of pizza. "So I settled for a vampire, but my dad just about had a heart attack when I dyed my hair black and put on a dress that showed a little too much cleavage for his liking." "If you have pictures, I demand to see them," Eric said, reaching across the table to steal a mushroom from the top of her slice. "Hey, get your own piece," Carrie said, pulling her pizza away before he could take any more of her toppings. "And I have pictures, but I can't show them to anyone that doesn't have high level clearance. Which means you have to get past my dad and his shotgun collection." "That might be the toughest decision I've ever been faced with. Seeing pictures of you with dark hair and showing lots of teenage cleavage, or passing and keeping my streak of days without having a gun pointed at me intact. That's a real toughie," Eric said, holding out his hands and moving them as if they were scales he was using to weigh the decision with. "It really wasn't 'lots' of cleavage, but it's still pretty much the most daring thing I've ever worn," Carrie said, finishing off the last of her slice of pizza. "Do you want more pizza or should we call it an evening?" Eric asked her. "If I eat another bite I think I'll explode," Carrie sighed, patting her stomach. "Then I guess it's a good thing I ate that mushroom or you'd be blowing up right now," Eric said as he got up from the table. "No, there's always room for mushrooms," Carrie said over her shoulder as he followed her out of the pizza place. + * + * + "Nice neighborhood," Eric said, glancing around at all the fancy homes as he drove Carrie home. "Yeah, it is," Carrie said. "I don't live here though. I moved to Nashville last year, but I figured if I was going to be out here a couple weeks I might as well rent a house instead of spending the money on a hotel." "Makes sense to me," Eric said as she directed him to the house she was staying in. "I had fun tonight," Carrie said as she unbuckled her seat belt. "Who wouldn't have fun with a classic horror movie as the featured attraction?" Eric said, smirking as he pushed open his car door. As she started to open hers he rushed around the front of the car and opened it for her instead. "A gentleman should always e****t a lady to the door. I'm not really a gentleman, but customs should still be observed once in a while." "For the record, she's an idiot," Carrie said as she got out of the car. "Who's an idiot?" Eric asked as they walked toward the front door. "The woman that dumped you for not being a good enough boyfriend," Carrie elaborated. "If anything, you're too good to be true." "Nah, my mom just made damn sure she trained me well for when the right woman came along," Eric said. "You can blame her. In fact, if you want I'll give you her address if you want to mail your complaints directly to her." "I'll make sure to do that," Carrie said, slipping her key in the door. After she'd unlocked it she turned to smile at him once more. As she lowered her head to put her keys back in her purse Eric reached out and put his right hand on her cheek, tilting her head up towards him. Leaning in he pressed his lips against hers. Leaning back against the door Carrie cupped his cheeks with her hands and returned the kiss. As his left hand traveled up her side she wanted to push it away and stop its advance but her hands refused to budge from his face. When it settled on her breast she merely moaned into his mouth and felt a rush of heat radiate out from the palm of his hand through her t-shirt. "Want me to go?" Eric breathlessly asked her when he'd broken the kiss. Shaking her head Carrie reached behind her and twisted the doorknob. As the door opened Eric resumed the kiss and pushed her through it. Once through the doorway he felt behind him with his foot and kicked the door closed. Unwilling to break the kiss, but not wanting to stay hunched over Eric reached his arms around her. He lifted her up and her legs instinctively scissored around his waist. Sliding one hand down her back he slipped his arm under her ass to help support her weight. Not wanting to carry her all the way upstairs for fear it would give her time to think about what she was about to do Eric turned and entered the first room he found. She hadn't backed out on anything yet, but as he pushed the stakes he couldn't be certain his luck would hold out forever. Breaking the kiss long enough flip on the light he saw that they'd entered a living room area. Spotting a couch in the middle of the room he carried her over to it and laid her down on it. With Carrie on her back Eric moved down to kiss her neck as he slipped a hand underneath the fabric of her t-shirt. Pressing his palm against her bare stomach he slowly moved it upward. As he pushed her shirt up as his hand went along he could feel tension in her muscles but she didn't make a move to push him away so he continued on his way. Grabbing the bottom of her shirt with one hand he urged her to sit up with the other. Tugging on her shirt he pulled it over her head and tossed it onto the coffee table in front of the couch. As she lay back down on the couch he kissed his way down from her neck, between her breasts before stalling on her lower stomach. Reaching for unbutton her jeans Eric planted kisses around her stomach. When he had her jeans undone he tugged them down over her hips to reveal a pair of pink panties in contrast to the white bra she was wearing. As he pulled her jeans down though he sensed that her nervousness was building instead of losing herself in the moment. "Want me to stop?" Eric finally asked her as he held her jeans in his hand. "No," Carrie meekly said. It was so unlike her to be swept off her feet and fall into bed with a guy like this that part of her did want to stop him but a bigger part of her wanted to keep on going, to give up control and be different for a night. Reading the apprehension on her face Eric pulled back away from her momentarily. He thought about stopping altogether until she was a bit surer of what she wanted, but then he looked into her eyes and saw the pleading look she was fixing him with. Deciding that if she really wanted to stop she'd tell him he dropped her pants on the ground and scooted further down her body until he was settled between her legs, half on the couch and half off. Hooking his fingers in the waistband of her panties he licked her pussy through the fabric as he inched them down, slowly exposing a patch of light brown pubic hair. When Carrie lifted her hips for him to pull her panties over her ass their eyes locked. Hers were wide with the same mix of nerves and excitement she'd shown ever since he'd kissed her, but there was a fire starting to build behind her brown eyes as the excitement began to take over. Lifting Carrie's legs Eric pushed them together and up until her feet were pointed at the ceiling pulled her. Pulling her panties completely off he dropped them on top of her jeans and let his hands caress her calves as he let her legs come back down, bent at the knees with her feet on the cushions of the couch. Putting his hands on her knees Eric pushed them apart. His hands stroked the insides of her thighs as he let them slide down the creamy skin. When they reached her pussy he extended one of his thumbs and lightly dragged it the length of her slit, drawing a slight hiss as Carrie sucked in a shallow breath. "Please," Carrie murmured softly when he continued to tease her. "Tell me what you want," Eric told her as he lowered his head until his mouth was mere inches away from her pussy. "Eat me," Carrie said quietly. Her hands were resting on her stomach and nervously tapping her fingers as she lifted her head to watch him. "Louder," Eric said, finally figuring out that she really wanted him to take full control. "Eat me," Carrie repeated, slightly louder as he blew a stream of hot air across her snatch. "I can stop if you want," Eric said, letting his thumb apply a bit more pressure against her clit when it reached the top. Even though he was allowing her tell him what she wanted, he was still exercising his control by forcing her to admit to her desires. "Eat my pussy," Carrie said loud enough to satisfy him. "Then what?" Eric asked her before extending his tongue and dragging it along her slit like he had with his thumb. "Fuck me," Carrie hissed in a half moan. "Eat me, then fuck me." Grinning at her request Eric set about fulfilling it. Using his thumbs to pull her labia apart he let his tongue dawdle at the entrance to her pussy for a bit. He gave her a couple long licks before folding his tongue and drilling it into her hole. "Uh," Carrie moaned, her eyes transfixed by the sight of his tongue buried in her cunt. As he continued to lick up the drops of pussy juice that were starting to flow he moved one of his thumbs up to press against her clit. The pressure against her sensitive nub caused Carrie's eyes to flutter shut momentarily as her hips bucked. Keeping his thumb pressed firmly against her clit he let the movement of her hips dictate the movement of his thumb. "I want to hear you," Eric said, pulling his tongue away momentarily. "Lick my pussy," Carrie pleaded as she hunched her hips, pressing her clit against his thumb. Deciding to change tactics he dragged his tongue along the length of her slit again, this time flicking her clit when it reached the top. As she mewled in pleasure he flattened his tongue and dragged it roughly against her bud, drawing a sharp moan. While he was working on her clit he pressed the middle finger of his right hand against her hole. Easing it inside her he marveled at how tight she was. She wasn't a virgin but her short, compact frame combined with her relative inexperience and the months of celibacy had her pussy gripping his finger like it didn't want to let go. "Yeah, uh," Carrie whimpered, her left hand reaching down to rest on the back of his head. Her right hand started to migrate towards her chest and when Eric slipped a second finger into her pussy she cupped her hand on her breast. "Take your bra off," Eric told her as he started to work his fingers in and out of her snatch. "Don't stop licking," Carrie implored him as she arched her back so she could reach underneath to unhook her bra. When it was unhooked she drew the straps down her arms before pulling the cups away from her. Tossing the garment on the floor her left hand went back to holding his head in place and her right lightly pinched one of her nipples between her fingers. Splitting his attention between the pussy he was working on and the creamy mounds of flesh on her chest Eric felt his tongue start to tire. He thought about stopping but he could tell by her body language that she was close to orgasm; her breathing was getting shallower and her hips were moving a stronger sense of urgency. "Want to come?" Eric asked her, curling his fingers until they brushed against her g-spot. "Uhh, yeeeaaahhh," Carrie moaned, drawing out her words as a spasm passed through her body. "Beg me," Eric said. "Tell me to make you fucking come." "Please make me come," Carrie said, the naughtiness of begging for release pushing her even closer to climax. "Please make me fucking come," Eric corrected her, lightly brushing her g-spot with his fingers once more before stalling his movements altogether. "Make me fucking come," Carrie screamed, about to go out of her mind if she didn't get off soon. Without delay Eric locked his lips around her clit. Sucking on her nub he let the tip of his tongue flick against it. Meanwhile he curled his fingers and began to fuck her pussy, pressing against her g-spot on each stroke. In a matter of seconds the combination of stimuli had her ready to pop. "Oh God," Carrie moaned, her eyes opening wide as every muscle in her body went rigid. As her pussy was flooded with fresh cream Eric didn't stop his ministrations. In fact, he actually increased his tempo for a few seconds, ramping up her orgasm further. Finally, when she was as high as she was going to get he slowed down before stopping and disengaging from her. "Wow," Carrie muttered, a dreamy smile crossing her face as she came down from her orgasm. Her whole body seemed to be melting into the couch as her muscles relaxed and she hadn't realized how much she'd missed the feeling of complete relaxation. Getting up off the couch Eric quickly disrobed. Lifting Carrie's legs he rested them against his chest as he put his left knee on the couch and his right foot planted on the couch. He used his hand to aim his cock at her entrance and slowly eased into her pussy. "Uhh," Carrie moaned as she felt the head of Eric's dick push past her opening. With just the head inside Eric was already beginning to feel how tight she was. As he pushed another little bit inside the walls of her pussy clenched around his penis and coaxed him in even further. About halfway in he reversed course, the lips of her pussy clinging to his cock trying to pull him back in. "More," Carrie said, lifting her hips to keep him from withdrawing. "You want more of my cock?" Eric asked her when only the head of his cock was still inside her snatch. "Yeah," Carrie grunted. "Then tell me," Eric said, pulling his cock all the way out before putting just the head back in. "Give me your cock," Carrie hissed, the dirty talk turning her on even more. Hearing what he wanted to hear, Eric put a hand behind her left knee and pushed it away from his chest. As he it moved to the side her pussy opened up a bit more and he gave her what she asked for. In one steady stroke he pushed until he felt the tip of cock come up against the back of her channel. Pulling out Eric started a slow, methodical pace in his thrusts. With each push Carrie's pussy stretched out a bit more, allowing him to move incrementally faster. Soon he was steadily driving his entire cock into her, her hips arching to meet each lunge. "Oh God," Carrie moaned as Eric hit a sensitive spot. Her hands cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples between her fingers as she lifted her head to watch his cock plunge into her pussy. "That's it, watch me fuck your tight little pussy," Eric said as he drove all the way into her cunt, sensing that being told what to do was working as much for her as anything else. "Fuck me," Carrie said, moving her right leg away from his chest leaning it against the back of the couch. "This is my pussy now, isn't it?" Eric asked her, stepping his pace as her pussy opened some more with her spreading her legs further. "Uhh, yeah," Carrie said, nodding as she felt her second orgasm appear on the horizon. It wasn't close, but it was definitely approaching. "Whose pussy is this?" Eric asked her. "Yours," Carrie said automatically, her orgasm taking a step forward at the acknowledgment. "That's right," Eric grunted, a drip of the sweat congregating on his forehead running down over the bridge of his nose. "You're my bitch." "I'm your bitch," Carrie agreed. "Damn right you are," Eric snarled, grabbing both of her legs and pushing them back towards her body, lifting her ass further off the couch and changing the angle of his thrusts slightly. "Gonna make you fucking come, that's what I'm gonna do." "Uhh, yeah, fuck me," Carrie moaned, the altered angle causing him to hit new nerves and pushing her further up the mountain towards the zenith. Taking her at her word Eric put all the energy he had into his thrusts. He made short, quick lunges, alternating his speed every so often to keep from blowing his load before he was ready. As much as he wanted to get off, he'd promised Carrie another orgasm and he was too much a man of his word to renege. "Mmm, so close," Carrie gasped, feeling her climax within reach. Wanting to finish her off so he could come without guilt Eric released her legs. As he put his hands on the couch next to her shoulders Carrie locked her legs around his waist. Using the leg on the ground to push off he increased the speed of his fucking to the max. He could feel his orgasm coming but he gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw to hold it at bay a bit longer. "You better fucking come," Eric barked at Carrie, feeling a small tremor pass through her pussy to signal that she just needed a little extra. "Almost there," Carrie said, wanting nothing more than to comply. Arching his back he lowered his head to her breasts. Pushing her hand away with his nose he caught one of her nipples between his lips. Gently massaging it with his lips he flicked it with his tongue, giving her just the additional stimulation she needed to push her over the edge. "Oh yeah, ooooh," Carrie moaned as her second orgasm took her. She arched her back, pressing her chest against Eric's mouth as her body went rigid. "I'm gonna come," Eric warned her, her pussy clamping down on his cock too much for him. He thought about the Yankees signing Barry Zito, and the rage it induced helped him ride out most of her orgasm, but by the time her body started to relax again he couldn't hold it any longer. "Want me to come in your pussy or your mouth." "Mouth," Carrie panted, feeling empty as Eric withdrew from her pussy. Moving quickly Eric slid off the couch and moved up the couch. Kneeling next to the couch by her head he presented his cock to her. When she tried to grab it with her hand he knocked it aside and instead pushed his dick into her mouth. "That's it, suck it," Eric said, moving his hips to fuck her mouth with short thrusts. After a few thrusts he was pushed over the edge. As his cock pulsed in her mouth Carrie's eyes opened wide. While she'd given a blowjob before, she'd never had a guy come in her mouth and it was a weird experience to feel him expand between her lips before exploding. Even more, it excited her to feel the come splash against the inside of her mouth. "You asked for it, better swallow," Eric said as he pulled his cock out of her mouth, wondering just how much she'd let him tell her what to do. Looking up him Carrie saw him stare at her expectantly. Nodding her head she swallowed his load and even opened her mouth to show him that she'd gulped his seed down. "I bet you want to sl**p," Eric said. When she nodded he grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. "Come on, I'll put you to bed." "Definitely an idiot," Carrie said, leaning her head on Eric's shoulder as he led her up the stairs. "Huh?" Eric asked. "The girl that dumped you," Carrie replied as she crawled under the covers. As he turned to leave she grabbed his hand and pulled toward the bed. "If you can cuddle, you're perfect." "Well, I do like to snuggle after sex," Eric said, slipping under the covers with her. "Good," Carrie said, turning over and pressing her back against him. Feeling her butt wiggle against him as she tried to find a comfortable spot got a rise out of Eric, but by the time he decided to see if she wanted more she was already asl**p. Shrugging he closed his eyes and let his mind wander off to dreamland, content enough with the night he'd just had to sl**p peacefully.

Slavegirl Island 5.1 SeXStoRY

Chapter Five (Part One) PERSONAL NARRATIVE OF 17 YEAR OLD SLAVEGIRL TANIA Can you imagine what it is like to have to kiss a woman's asshole? Then to have to thrust your tongue into it...again and again and again? Making her squirm and gasp with the pleasure of it? It is, I assure you, quite revolting. Men are revolting enough to have to serve but, in my view, women are equally so. What is more, they are more dangerous. More vindictive...and liable to have one punished even if one doe not deserve it. I, with Millie who shares my cell, was taken to a recently arrived guest, Miss Gomez early one evening. When we entered her apartment, she was naked on the bed and obviously very ready for sexual pleasure, she told us exactly what she wanted and what she wanted must be done VERY well. She knelt on the bed, with hindquarters upraised, Millie beneath her attending to her eager sex, I behind her having to deal with her asshole. I licked it for quite a long while, laving along the cleft, before starting to probe. It was disgusting to have to do, but I HAD to do it. Getting my tongue in as far as I could. Wriggling it around. Thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. Oh how the wicked bitch loved it! I could feel her shuddering with pleasure...from Millie's attentions as well as mine, of course. How I hated her, useless as that was, needless to say. I hated her all the more since I was aware she knew, as a woman, how much I was hating what I had to do. That knowledge would only add to her pleasure. And to my hate. But, as I have learnt to my cost, hate is a dangerous emotion in a slave. „Get that tongue further in, girl,“ I heard her moaning, „right into my asshole...in...in...“ I did my best, but there are limits to what a tongue can do. Millie brought her to her first orgasm quite soon and she rested briefly. Then with a brief wiggle of her hindquarters, she indicated that we to resume. I startet again the wearisome probing of my tongue. Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust. Hate, hate, hate. A thought flared into my mind. Oh., what exquisite joy if ever this woman were made a slave...and hat to do what I was doing! I tried to dwell on the throught, but it didn't last. It was something which would never happen. This Miss Gomez came to a second climax and rested a while again. Then she changed Millie and I around. Lying on my back, I had to lick her slit. To me, it was just revolting as her asshole. But, all the same, I licked it fervently. Particularly the clitoris. Sucking it as well. The bitch was certainly enjoying herself. Hot and juicy, gasping and panting for pleasure. Hate, hate, hate. But no escaping what I had to do. Unless I wanted a mercyless flogging. They usually employ the martinet if a guest expresses herself, or himself, dissatisfied with one's performance. The martinet is a whip with three plaited leather thongs having three pieces of lead shot at the end. It is agonising. If one feels one's yaw aching abominably, if one feels one is flagging, one only has to think about that martinet to get spurred on to greater effort. I brought Miss Gomez to her third climax and she rested again. Quite a while. How many climaxes was this bitch going to want? I lay with my mouth pressed to her revolting sex, trying to gather my strength. Millie's tongue, I knew, would still be in her asshole because she had no order to withdraw it. Then, after a minute or so, with another wriggle of her hindquarters, we were off again. This bitch seemed insatiable. It took a long time to bring her to her fourth climax and I don't quite know how I managed to keep up the pace. But, in the end, with a long of squealing and writhing, she got her way. I lay there, quite bushed. Surely four orgasms was enough? But no. Millie and I were changed around again...and on wnt the merry dance. Frankly, after a while, the evening became a bit of a blur. Sometimes I hardly knew whether I was licking her asshole or her sex. I was just forcing myself on and on and on. Giving everithing I could. A slave has to. In the end, the randy bitch was practically coming all the time, until she collapsed in an exhausted heap. We were told to get out. And thankfully did so. Being une****ted, Millie and I had to report to our Overseer. She locked us back in our cell and Millie and I slumped down on the hard plank-beds provided, both of us exhausted. Somewhere up above, the bitch, Miss Gomez, was sl**ping happily and comfortably, utterly slaked. I went on hating her until I finally fell asl**p. The 6 am bell woke me. I got off my plank-bed at once and took a shower. Millie did likewise. Then we attended to our hair and make-up. One has to keep oneself as presentable as possible. Then we sat on our plank-beds looking unhappily at each other. Another day had begun...what did it hold in store for us? Nothing of comfort, that was for sure. „What a cow,“ saif Millie. „A real filthy whore,“ I replied. „But at least, I don't think she'll have complaints,“ said Millie. „My God, I should hope not. Still, you never know.“ I shivered. I had been punished unjustly often enough before. Then the door of our cell was unlocked and our male overseer entered. I should tell you that we have a male Overseer and a female Overseer. The male's name is Tariq and he is a young, well-muscled Iranian, quite good-looking in a way and an enormous cock on him. Earlier, he was one of my Trainers. The female Overseer is Miss Pohl. She is a 30-year-old German and a pretty vicious cow. They are also in charge of four other slave-girls. On the entrance of Tariq, Millie and I knelt at once on our beds, hands on top of the head. This is obligatory. Tariq grinned at us both in turn. Then he took off the white leather pouch about his loins. His big cock dangled free. „Breakfast time,“ he said. Who'd like the first?“ „I would,“ replied Millie and I simultaneous. „Oh dear...the competition!“ said Tariq. Then he went over to Millie's bed and sat on it. He fondled her breasts in a casual way. „You can warm me up, girlie,“ he went on, „and Tania can get my load. Right?“ „Whatever you say, Sir,“ said Millie. „Of course,“ smiled Tariq. He leant against the wall and Millie went down to him. She kissed his balls and licked his cock zealously. Then, as he began to swell, she took the root into her right and slipped the knob into her mouth. She began to suck avidly and Tariq stiffend fast. As always, I was rather taken aback by the length and girth of that prick. When I had first had to deal with it in my mouth, I had wanted to die. But I didn't. I learnt, step by painful step, to cope with it. When I finally got it up me, it hurt at first but it was also quite fantastic. Tariq always makes me come and, frankly, I don't mind being fucked by him. It is the paunchy, hairy, middle-aged lecherous guests I loathe. Soon Tariq was smiling happily as Millie's head bobbet up and down. It is not possible to get a great deal of Tariq's cock into your mouth but she was doing her very best. He continued to squeeze Millie's breasts. „Mmmm...good...girl...“ he said after a few minutes, „but I think that's about all I can let you have.“ Millie's head stopped bobbing and Tariq's rigid cock slipped out of her mouth. He got up and came across the cell, the monster swinging before him. „Hungry?“ he asked. „Yes, Sir,“ I nodded. „Perhaps you'd like it up your cunt instead?“ „Yes Sir,“ I agreed. „Sorry about that. You're going to suck me.“ „Yes Sir,“ I said. He sat on my bed and I took him into my mouth. I had to open wide. My God, what a knob it is! Soon I was sucking expertly in the way I had been taught long ago. Tariq was rubbing my hair and occasionally tweaking a nipple. „Yes...very good...slave,“ he said after a while. „You've got a mouth like a vacuum cleaner.“ I suppose I had to take that as a compliment. Soon his belly was beginning to quake and his muscular thighs to quiver. I worked even harder on him. „OH...yes...yes...YESSSSSSSS!“ he gasped out. Then he erupted in my mouth. I went on sucking and sucking, swallowing furiously as he unleashed himself. As usual, there was a great deal to take before he was finally drained. He lay back, sighing contentedly. „You're a good girlie,“ he murmured after a little while. „I must say that for you. It pains me when I punish you.“ Frankly, I doubtet that, but naturally didn't say so. „Thank you, Sir,“ said Millie and I together. „Now, as to today,“ he went on. „This morning you'll come back here but, of course, be available to anyone who wants you. Right?“ „Yes, Sir,“ we said. Tariq put his leather pouch back on again and left the cell. At first, I had hated serving on the patio. I mean, walking around stark naked in front of all those guests. Having to serve them. Letting them fondle you. Sticking a finger up your pussy or your rear. Horrible. The shame was almost unbearable. But now I've got used to it and I realise it is quite a cushy number. Therew were more women on the patio than men when Millie and I got there. That is quite usual early on in the day. A lot of the male guests were probably still fucking themselves stupid. Miss Grosse was not in attendance. Probably still comatose. A pair of fingers snapped at me. The nails were bright red. I hurried over, feeling a number of eyes on my bouncing breasts. „Yes, Ma'am?“ I enquired obsequiously. The face was old enough and hard enough for that form of address. Though I've been slapped often enough for making a mistake about that. „A large pernod, with lots of ice, slave,“ said the woman. „At once, Ma'am.“ I hurried off. I felt male eyes on my bouncing buttock cheeks. What did it matter? Had I not, hundred of times, exposed myself in every possible fashion. There was certainly nothing private about my private parts any more. Once a slave-girl gets to accept that fully, her life becomes, in certain ways easier. I came back with the Pernod on a tray and placed the glass carefully on the table. „Have you been fucked today, slave?“ asked the woman. „No, Ma'am,“ I replied truthfully. I wasn't going to tell her I had given my Overseer a blow-job. „Bad luck,“ she said, her mouth twisting derisively. „Can't wait for some of those Overseer's big cocks to get up you, I suppose?“ „That's right, ma'am,“ I agreed. When one is serving duty, one has quickly to get used to such insulting and provoking talks. It's all part of the patio duty. „Did I not say LOTS of ice, girl?“ she suddenly asked sharply. „Yes, Ma'am,“ I replied. Her glass was crammed with ice. „This should be in a larger glass with more ice,“ she stated. I felt a little nervous. This sort of women was always dangerous. „I beg pardon, Ma'am,“ I said. „I'll change it.“ „Do that...and quick!“ I hurried off. In under a minute I was back with a mountain of ice in a larger glass. She took it, saying nothing, taking a hefty swig. Then she opened a large handbag at her side and took out a two-thonged strap which had brass studs on its tips. „I shall punish you for that piece of slackness,“ she said. „Bend over!“ Strictly speaking, geusts were not supposed to punish slaves without their Overseer's permission, but there was not much point in protesting. I reckonned it would only make matters worse. So I bent over, legs straight, touching toes. She didn't bother to stand up, for which I was thankful, for if she had done so, the strap would have had a longer sweep. Whack! It burned fierily and I couldn't help gasping. The cow! There was absolutely no reason for this. She was simply indulging herself. Whack! God...how those studs hurt! I gasped again, jerking up. „Keep bending, slave,“ she said, „or I'll send for an Overseer and have you properly thrashed.“ I bent, gripping my ankles. I hated this unknown woman just as I had hated Miss Gomez. Much good that did me. Whack! I stayed bending, absorbing the pain as best I could. The utter injustice of it was almost as cruel as the pain. She gave me three more strokes, making six in all, then ordered me out of her sight. As I walked away, I sensed that there were even more male eyes on my bouncing bottom now that it was nicely reddened. I went on serving guests for the next few hours, being groped and mauled in the process. One of the males, a gross looking American, asked my name...and said he was going to send for me later in the day. Oh what a happy prospect! Having completely my tour of duty on the patio, I lay on my hard bed again. Millie was on the other side of the cell. Possibly, I told myself, that Yank would forget my name, perhaps he wouldn't send for me. Maybe he had got so d***k he had forgotten all about me. One can always hope. I dozed fitfully, perhaps for an hour or so. Then came the sound of the cell door being unlocked. Quickly I knelt erect as Miss Pohl entered, as po-faced as ever. „You're wanted Tania,“ she said, a Mr. Hopheimer seems to have taken a fancy to you.“ My heart sank. That must be the same Yank. Submissively I remained kneeling while Miss Pohl fastened on my collar and then attached a chain. I was led out of the cell and away from the slave quarters to the building where the guests were housed. Up the stairs, a long carpeted corridors. Luxury. We came to a door and Miss Pohl knocked. „come in...“ In we went and, at once, I was down on my knees at the end the guest's bed, my bottom raised hig, my thighs well splayed. „Ah...thank you...Miss...“ „Miss Pohl.“ „Thank you, Miss Pohl. This is Tania then?“ „Yes, Mr. Hopheimer, this is Tania. I'll fetch her when you've finished with her.“ „Thank you, Miss Pohl.“ My collar was unlocked and fell to the floor. My Overseer left. Inwardly I trembled. One never knew how vilely one was going to be treated. There was a long silence and I could imagine him examining me in the wall mirror towards which my hindquarters were thrust. „Mmmm...rather nice...come up un the bed, Tania,“ he said at last. I came up, seeing him naked, white and paunchy. Fifty if he were a day. The kind of male I loathe. But I was going to have to please him just the same. His hands mauled me excessively, breats and bottom mainly. „How old are you, Tania?“ he asked. „s*******n, Master,“ I answered. He leered at me. „And I'm fifty two,“ he stated. „Certainly old enough to be your father. I rather like that.“ He made me feel slightly sick but I managed to smile at him. „So you are, Master,“ I said respectfully. This, you must understand, is how a slave-girl must behave with a guest. We are trained to it. „Do you know what I am going to do to you, my pretty?“ „No, Master,“ I answered thrutfully. „I am going to bum-fuck you,“ he said. I felt sicker than ever. Being fucked is bad enough, as far as I am concerned, being bum-fucked is worse. „I am honoured, Master,“ I said in a voice little above a whisper. He smirked, licking his lips. „Yes, I suppose you are,“ he said, grinning horribly. His fingers had begun to probe my anus. „Had plenty up her, have you?“ „No...not...not...a great d-deal, Master,“ I answered. Which was true. Most of the guests seemed to prefer to fuck me in the normal way. „So...ahhh...so...you'll be quite tight...“ Yes...M-Master...I think so...“ „Well, I'll soon find out.“ Against my belly, as I lay half on top of him, I felt his cock stiffening. It did not seem to large...for which I was most thankful. He went on probing with a finger. I hated it...oh how I hated it. Yet, it was going to go worse. Far worse. „Would my Master like me to use some ointment?“ I asked hopefully. That would ease matters. „No, slave,“ he said, with a lop-sided lecherous smile of this. „'m just going to ram it into you. And I hope it hurts!“ Oh the bastard! The filthy, wicked bastard! „I...I only wish to please my Master,“ I heard myself saying. „Then, get your arse in the air...right now!“ I did so with no delay, but nevertheless crying insinde. What a hideous fate it is to be made a slave-girl! One has to obey and obey, no matter how revolting the demands. I want you to understand the full horror of this, if you can. My flanks were seized. I could hear the b**st panting lustfully. Then I felt his hard prick-knob pressing against my anus. He pushed and pushed, grunting joyfully. „Ooh...ahh...ooohhh...you little beauty...“ Then he was in me. Thrusting painfully. I cried out. I expect he liked that. Then he was thrusting in and out savagely. Almost like madman. There was no finesse; no time, no would imagine, for enjoyment. It was quick ****, pure and simple. A frenzied ego trip. Luckily for me, it was all over in less than a minute. He was slumped down, still in me, but limp, groaning with satisfaction. I had done my duty! But, oh dear God, what a way to be used! I lay there, feeling his paunchy nakedness crushing me. Would he want me again? I prayed that he would not. And my prayer was answered. After a little while he asked for my Overseer to come and take me away. Doubtless he hadn't got the stamina for another effort. When my Overseer had taken me back to my cell and left, Millie came across and stroked my hair. Then she kissed me on the cheek. We are great friends in adversity. That helps a lot. „Bad?“ she asked. „I was bum-fucked,“ I answered, but it wasn't too bad.“ I explained what had happened. She sighed. „But bum-fucking is always horrible, even if the time is short.“ „True,“ I said, „but it's better to be bum-fucked for one minute than ten minutes or more.“ „True,“ she said. Then she kissed me again. „Perhaps it is all over for today.“ „Perhaps...“, I agreed. We could only hope. However, as it turned out, our hopes were to be dashed. About half an hour later, Millie was taken away by Miss Pohl, apparently to be used by some female guest. A little later, Tariq came for me...to please some male guest. The man in question was very d***k and very revolting. He spent a lot of time mauling me and playing with me before he achieved an erection. Finally he took me brutally from the rear, slobbering horribly and snorting like a pig. Tariq looked almost sympathetic as he took me back to my cell. He patted my bottom. „Perhaps you can rest now, little one,“ he said. My bottom was still sore from the strap that wretched woman had laid across me but, all the same, I rested very well indeed. Millie was still absent. I could only hope she was not having too bad a time. The benison of the night passed all too swiftly. It seemed only an hour or two, not many hours, before the cell door was being unlocked and Tariq entering. He was smiling in his usual lustful way. „Breakfast time again, Tania,“ he said as he approached me, as I knelt on my bunk. Off came his white leather restrainer. In no time at all I had his big cock in my mouth and was sucking as if my life depended on it.

Olivia's new Master part 3 SeXStoRY

After they had both finished eating and Olivia had cleaned the dishes and had gone into the bath room to clean herself up her Master went about setting up one of the rooms ready for tonights fun. While Olivia showered herself making sure she was all clean and shaven she could not help but think about what she had been through so far and could not wait to see what her Master had planned for her tonight. She steeped out of the shower and slowly dried herself off before walking out of the bathroom still fully naked and she walked down the hall to her room where her Master had left some clothes for her to wear. She walked over to the bed and looked through what he had layed out for her. There was white silk underwear with a black very short skirt and a white low cut top and a coller with her name on it. She got dressed and did her hair before heading downstairs to her Master who was waiting for her and as she walked into the room he smiled as he looke up and down her body and when he saw she had put the coller on. What do you think of your outfit slut? he asked I love it Master, I love how the silk underwear feels against my skin and I especially love the coller. Good I am glad you like it because for now on you must never take it off as it shows you belong to me now and knowone else ok? Yes Master she replied. Good now our guest will be turning up soon and tonight you are going to be used and abused like never before. You are going to try a lot of new things and your body is going to be pushed to new limits just so we can see how much you can take. He ordered her down on to her knees and to put her hands behind her back which she did without hesitation and as she did he walked round behind her and started to tie her legs together and then her hands and then he tied a rope between them both to keep her leaning back. He then grabbed something Olivia had not seen before, it was a metal object that looked like a pair of lips with something sticking out to one side and as Her Master walked toward her she started to work out what it was for. He ordered her to open her mouth and as she did he placed it into her mouth and it fitted to the shape of her lips perfectly and he started to turn this bolt type thing that was sticking out to one side and she felt her mouth being f***ed open and he kept turning until her mouth was open as wide as he could get it. He then walked round infront of her and pulled out his cock and eased it into her open mouth and slowly started to fuck her face forcing as much of his cock inside as he couldand as she started to gag there was a knock on the door so he pulled out of her and headed toward the door and as he opened it infront of him stood eight big black guys and three quite well built white guys. He invited them in and they headed into the living room to see Olivia tied up in the middle of the floor ready for them. They each started to undress infront of her and Olivia's eyes got wider and wider as she watched each one of these men strip infront of her revealing some monsterous cocks. They all grouped round her and one of them moved closer to her and he grabbed hold of his cock and started to ease it into her mouth and he started to fuck her quite fast and she struggle not to choke and he fucked her throat as deep as he could before he cum deep down her throat making her swallow every last drop and he pulled out of her and the next guy took his place and this continued until the last guy emptied his load inside her. they then started to rip her clothes off her body revealing her slutty bodyto them. They all started grabbing at her breast and piching her nipples beofre moving down to her ass and pussy. They then stepped back and one of them grabbed the leather strand whip that her Master had used on her when she first turned up and he walked over to her and he started to gently whip her breast until he could see the red lines starting to appear on them and then and started on her pussy and with every whip Olivia tensed her body as she felt it hit her pussy. Once he decided she had taken enough punnishment he moved away and then a couple of the other guys walked up to her with the big Vibrator and some other toys and as one of them f***ed the Vibrator against her pussy the other guys started to ease an inflatable butt plug into her tight ass and he slowly started to inflate it and Olivia once again started to tense up as she felt it expanding inside her and in no time her first orgasm shot through her body and she started squirting cum out of her pussy. They pulled the Vibrator away from her pussy and then untied the rope that was tied between her arms and legs so she could lean forwards a bit and they then picked her up and took her over to one of the arm chairs and they bent her over it and one of the big black guys moved in behind her and without warning rammed his huge cock into her pussy making Olivia scream out as she took 9inches of black cock inside her in one go and as he started to pound her pussy he started to spank her ass hard making it glow red and then one of the white guys moved round infront of her and slid his cock into her mouth and again started to fuck her mouth but not as deep as before but alot faster and once the black guy had cum inside her pussy the white guy took his place and another guy started to fuck her face and again this continued until the last guy had unloaded inside her pussy. They then placed the Vibrator against her pussy and made her orgasm again and once her body had settled down they pulled out the butt plug and removed the Vibrator and each one of them took it in turns to fuck her ass and to fill her with cum and once they were finnished they pushed the butt plug back inside her and again inflated it as much as they could. They then whipped her as for a short time while they removed the mouth peace and they then untied her and one of the guys laid on the floor and Olivia was ordered to ride his cock so she went over to him and slowly lowered herself down on to his huge cock and he grabbed her and pulled her down hard on his cock and then made her bend over so her breast were rubbing against his chest and then one of the other guys got down between the other guys legs and he started to f***e his cock into her pussy making Olivia moan out loud as she felt her pussy being stretched further than ever beforeand they both continued to fuck her hard and fast and each one of the men double teamed her pussy and by the end of it Olivia was so warn out she could hardly move but it was not over yet and they took her downstairs and tied her face down to the padded table and again placed the Vibrator against her pussy making her orgasm again and again and as she was cumming they again removed the butt plug and one by one they fucked her ass making her cum even harder than before until it was too much for her to handle and she fell unconcious and when she finally woke up she found hersefl laying on her bed in her room and it was dark so it must have been late. She tried to moved but she could not feel her legs or lower half of her body but she did manage to roll over on to her back and after a while she slowly started to get feeling back and she could feel the covers were soaked with cum and she could aso feel the butt plug still inside her and she just laid there and smiled to herself and she remembered all that had happened to her and she could not wait until morning to see what her Master had planned for her.

Cougar Girl's Fantasy SeXStoRY

“Whew! ! I came so hard chatting with Carol “ Debi told herself after closing down the computer. Sitting back on her chair she gently touched her clit, it was so sensitive. Am I really bi? Did I want to make love to a woman? Every time she chatted with her the orgasms got more intense. This is silly, I love my husband and love having sex with him but still in all it’s a new feeling and so erotic, she thought. Busying herself around the house Debi thoughts kept coming back to Carol. Her pictures were so sexy. Her breasts so full and inviting she imagined touching them, feeling her nipples in her fingers and hearing sighs escape from her lover’s lips. A shudder went through her body. Carol was so trim and her body fluffy at best. She wouldn’t like me. Still the thought of Carol’s lips on hers, hands roaming each other’s bodies made her pussy tingle and wet. Then again, Carol hadn’t been with another woman so probably nothing would come of it. Still in all I need to find out she told herself and a plan came together in her mind. At dinner that evening, Debi asked Ray if he would mind if she had a girl’s weekend away with some old girlfriends sometime. He thought it was a good idea and she should go ahead and plan it. Finishing dinner and the dishes her mind wandered to how to make this happen. Again her pussy tingled and her nipples hardened. He came up behind her and cupped her nipples. “hmmm thinking sexy thoughts” he said as he pinched her nipples under her blouse. She moaned at his touch and wiggled her butt back into him. She couldn’t tell him what she was really thinking. Sensing the encouragement his hands went down the side of her body and under the loose fitting sweatpants she was wearing. Her pussy was soaking wet as his fingers slide between her lips. Leaning over the counter, she spread her legs and invited the invasion of his fingers from the front and back of her. She almost came from him massaging her clit and fingering her pussy. Her pants dropped to the floor and she stepped out of them. She heard his pants hit the floor and again hands went to her nipples. She felt his hard cock slide between her legs, rubbing between her lips and against her clit. Reaching between her legs she pressed his cock against her pussy and leaned further back against him. He grabbed her hips as she guided his cock into her. “Ahhhh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard” she cried as her orgasm hit her so quickly. He pumped his cock deep in her slamming against her ass. To her surprise another orgasm built in her and he came as she did only her thoughts were in another place and another time. Lying in bed that night she thought how she could make this happen. Both being shy would they go through with it, would she finally feel another woman’s body next to hers. She imagined touching Carol’s pussy. In the last picture she saw Carol wasn’t shaved. How would that feel in her hand, against her lips? Would Carol want her shaved? Her hands again went between her legs. She couldn’t believe she was wet again. She closed her eyes and imagined spreading her pussy for Carol. Imagined the fingers in her were Carol’s. Her legs shook as yet another orgasm flowed through her body. They came together on the big king sized bed, arms around each other and lips and tongues furiously battling each other. Pulling their robes apart breasts pressed against each other they could feel their hard nipples poking each other. Debi’s hands went under Carol’s robe feeling her soft, smooth skin. Rolling Carol onto her back she parted her robe and gazed at her body. Debi’s hands roamed from the nape of her neck, around her breasts and nipples and down her taught stomach. Carol tried to rise but Debi pushed her back and kneeled up on the bed. Debi let her robe slip from her shoulders and pile on the bed around her. Carol watched as Debi massages her breasts and pulled on her nipples. Carol reached for Debi. “No no” Debi whispered, “this is my turn”. Carol laid back and smiled. Debi wasted no time in taking a nipple into her mouth and rolling the other between her fingers. Her hands stroked down Carol’s body slowly tangling her fingers in the hair at Carol’s pussy. Debi moaned as her finger slipped between Carol’s pussy lips and found them wet and open. Her fingers slipped into Carol as she trailed kisses down her taught stomach. Her tongue slid between her lips and ran over her clit. “Oh god!” Carol moaned as she raised her hips to Debi’s waiting mouth. “Oh yes, lick me like no man has ever done” she almost screamed and grabbed her breasts squeezing them. This was Debi’s first taste of another woman. She was so lost in passion she didn’t even think what she was doing only loving the response she was getting from Carol. Deeper her tongue probed Carol’s pussy, fingers spreading her apart. Reaching into the nightstand she brought out the big black dildo she had placed there this afternoon and positioned it at Carol’s pussy. Locking her lips around her clit Debi pushed the big rubber toy all the way into her. That pushed Carol over the edge, bucking like a wild horse, Debi had to straddle her as Carol experienced a tremendous orgasm, sucking her clit and pumping the cock into her over and over. Carol grabbed Debi’s ass cheeks and squeezed as wave after wave ran through her. “Oh my god Debi” Carol said as Debi rolled off of her and lay on her back, “you made me cum so hard my pussy is still pulsing.” “I surprised myself” Debi said still covered in the juice from Carol’s pussy, “I never thought I could do that to another woman but it seemed so right with you.” Carol rolled to her side and found herself looking right at Deb’s pussy and her hands massaged up her thighs as was surprised at the smoothness of Debi’s shaved smooth pussy. Without hesitation she rolled Debi on top of her and gingerly touched the tip of her tongue at the entrance to Debi's pussy. Carol seemed to hesitate not sure but Debi sensing her hesitation pushed back at the right time and felt Carol’s tongue slid into her. That’s all it took. Carol wrapped her arms around Debi and buried her tongue and licked for all she was worth. Debi rocked her pussy making sure Carol hit all the right spots. “that’s it honey” Debi whispered, “lick there, suck now, finger me”. Debi rested her head on Carol’s stomach as was lost in the feelings that were spreading through her body. She through the black cock back at Carol, “fuck me with this” Debi demanded. “Oh you want some black cock too huh?” as she grasped in her hand. It was still wet from when Debi used it on her and without waiting for permission f***ed it into Debi’s dripping pussy. It seemed to slide in so easy. “you’ve been practicing with this haven’t you?” Carol challenged as she held it just outside Deb’s pussy. “Just fuck me with it please” Debi pleaded. “No tell me” Carol challenged. “Ok yes yes I have been ridding it since you and I have been chatting with Danny” she pleaded, “now put it back!” Carol pushed it back into her rough and fast. With her other hand Carol began to finger Debi’s asshole. First one finger then two and almost three before Debi protested. Then without asking she pulled the dildo from Debi’s pussy and pressed it against her ass. “Ouch” Debi moaned but didn’t pull away. “I don’t think it will go there, I’ve tried” Carol pushed again and the big black head disappeared into Deb’s ass. Carol again licked at Debi’s clit and got her going again. She pushed a little more and felt less resistance. Then a little more each time till she had 6 or 7 inches buried in Debi’s ass. “yes you bitch” Debi cried” “fuck my ass with the black cock. Pretend it’s Danny’s cock you see going in me.” And Carol complied pumping it in and out of Debi’s spread ass. Carol could tell Debi wasn’t far from a great anal orgasm and kept up the pace. Debi screamed “oh god I’m cumming, don’t stop, don’t stop”. Rolling off of Carol, Debi was exhausted. Carol felt the same. “What are we doing tomorrow” Carol asked. “Surprises are everywhere” Debi said, “just wait and see” Spooning together they fell into a deep sl**p only Debi had a devilish grin on her face.

Life With s*s: Pt 15 SeXStoRY

This was turning out to be one heck of a day for all of us. Lexie and Terece said that we should keep it going all day, why not just have a fun day. I liked the idea and we didn't even need to ask Jeff, he was just sitting there grinning. It was pretty fun, we fixed something to eat and drink. We had a couple of things to do on the computer. Then there was clean up after eating. What made it fun, we stayed naked. I'm usually not too fond of being naked, but with my friends, it just didn't seem to matter, I wasn't uncomfortable at all. The only complaint we had was we were going to have to stay in the apartment if we weren't going to get dressed, so we decided to stay in the apartment. Lexie was kind of squirming a little bit and then said she needed to pee and wanted to know if Jeff wanted to watch. He not only stood up right away, so did his cock. We decided we could all give Jeff a little show and have some fun too, so we headed for the bathroom. I didn't realize how much I had to go until I stood up. I pretty much knew what Jeff wanted and it wasn't to watch us pee, not like stand by the toilet and watch, he wanted to see where it came from. When we got into the bathroom Jeff went right into the shower and I told the girls, it was going to be like we did it before, only one by one. Lexie went first, she had to go the most. She stood over Jeff, he was sitting on the floor, Lexie got her pussy close to his face and spread it open with her fingers, when she started to pee she adjusted where she was standing so it was hitting Jeff right on his cock and balls, by the way, his cock was kind of bouncing it was so hard. I gave her a hand towel to dry her feet off. Then it was my turn, I got in the same position Lexie did except I pushed my pelvis forward a little and pulled up on my pussy a little and when I started to pee, it hit Jeff right in the chest and ran down to his cock. He just ketp smiling, I think he was liking this more than we were. It's fun to pee on him. Last was Terece and she did the same as Lexie. She straddled him, pulled her pussy open with her fingers and stared to pee. By luck, it started to hit him right on the balls, she didn't have to move at all. When she got out we left Jeff to shower off and get the pee out of the shower too. I was surprised Jeff didn't have to pee, but maybe with his cock hard he couldn't anyway. While we were sitting around talking I told them what a terrific turn on it was to have both of them on me to make me climax. They admitted that they've done that a couple of times with girls at college where they are going. As we kept talkinga about sexual stuff I started to get horny and started to rub my clit just a little. Lexie nudged Terece and told her to look what I was doing. It kind of caught me off guard, I didn't realize I was doing it, but I didn't stop. Jeff came in and sat next too me. Terece reached her hand across to Lexie and started to play around with her pussy, just kind of rubbing around and goint to her clit teasingly. Then Lexie was doing the same to Terece. That's when Jeff asked if we were going to do this all over again, he didn't think he could cum again, not yet. That was almost funny to hear. I knew what I wanted to do but wasn't sure if I should ask so I just thought about it for a little and decided what the heck, they said we'd have fun and stay naked, I'll ask later. Jeff asked if any of us would like a glass of Merlot, he was going to fix one for himself with some lemon lime soda in it. It sounded good to me and the girls thought so too. Jeff got up, cock pretty limp, and went to the kitchen to fix our drinks. We sat around for a while talking and drinking and kind of fingering ourselves a little when I decided to ask. I asked the girls if one of them would please fist me, I remember when they did it after high school and I wanted that feeling again. They just looked at each other, smiled and said they do it quite a bit now and of course they would if I help them too. Jeff's cock kind of twitched as it got a little bit harder, I sure do like watching his cock do all of these moves, hard, soft, in between, bouncing, etc. I told Jeff to get us the lube out of my night stand and he did. I put a towel on the love seat so we wouldn't make a big mess and scooted down so I could open my legs. Both girls got up and came over to me, they both started kissing me, one was on my lips and moved to my earlobes, the other moved from one breast to the other, sucking on the nipples and licking them too. Terece was on my breasts, Lexie finished kissing me on the mouth one more time and went down to my pussy. She leaned in and slowly worked her tongue in and out of my pussy, then I felt her tongue on my clit and then the best part, she started to suck on my clit, I was getting really turned on. She stopped sucking my clit and sat down so she could rub my clit with one hand and start to finger my pussy with the other. Now Terece was kissing me on the mouth, this was so unbeliebably good, I had my eyes closed and was just loving it. Then I felt my pussy being pulled open by two fingers, Lexie only has two hands, how was she doing this? I opened my eyes and looked down. Terece was now sucking on one of my breasts and using her hand to rub my clit while Lexie was working her fingers in and out. I just leaned back and closed my eyes. I felt more pressure on my pussy as Lexie started to use four fingers in and out and pulling it apart. Terece slowed down the rubbing on my clit. The four fingers stopped stretching my pussy open for a couple of seconds, I looked down and Lexie was putting more lube on one hand, she looked up and smiled at me, I smiled back and closed my eyes again, it was such a terrific feeling as my pussy filled as she put four fingers from one hand in and twisted it around and moved it in and out, my breathing was changing and I heard myself moaning as I started to push my pelvis and pussy onto Lexies fingers. Then it happened, I felt the fist go in, it was good as I remembered, the pressure the movement as she twisted it around in my pussy. I kept pushing my pussy onto her fist as Terece kept stroking my cock,then I felt my pussy tighten, loosen, and then start contracting over and over as I had a terrific orgasm. I didn't realize how loud I had gotten with the moans until Jeff told me to quiet down a little, we didn't want the neighbors checking on us. I opened my eyes and pulled Terece's hand from my clit, it was just driving me nuts, I couldn't take it any more, but the fist still felt good. Lexie slowly removed her fist from my puss and got up on her knees, I leaned forward and kissed her. This was so good, I love it. To bad Jeff's hands are to big or I'm too small, whatever. I did look over to Jeff, he was sitting on the love seat across from us with his cock all hard. It looked wet, I asked him about it, he said he was using some of the lube, it felt good. Lexie asked Terece if she wanted to go next, since her fingers were already full of lube. I changed places with Terece and knelt alongside her so I could start kissing her. I kissed her on the lips for a little bit and then went down to her tits. She doesn't really have big tits, but they are terrific, they are like half grapfruits and really firm. Too bad mine aren't that big. I sucked on first one nipple then the other, and when I would change I would rub the other breast with my hand. I was looking down watching Lexie, she was really good at this. She had finished licking her pussy and was now starting to use two fingers from each hand to stretch her open. I took the hand off of Terece's breast and started to but her clit. It was always a little bit of a strange feeling to feel another girls clit. I think Jeff liked it because as soon as my fingers were on Terece's pussy, Jeff sighed, then moaned a little bit. Her clit was hard as could be, she was really turned on, her breathing became shallow and I looked at her face, she was moaning very softly with her eyes closed. By now Lexie was working one hand in and out of Terece's pussy. Lexie looked up at me and as we made eye contact she smiled and winked at me, I didn't understand the wink at first then I saw why. She had her fist in Terece up to her wrist, she was twisting her fist back and forth as I could see Lexie shoving her pussy on and off it. I kept stroking her clit, even after I felt her start to orgasm. She hardly made a sound, but her whole body shook as we kept going. Finally she told us to stop. I looked over to Jeff, he was slowly stroking his cock, he smiled at me so I told him not to waste any cum, don't cum until we are done. He just smiled some more. Lexie got up and washed her hands. Terece asked if I was ready to do Lexie, I said sure. She then clarified it, are you ready to do the fisting, I felt myself blush as I said I thought so. Lexie traded places with Terece, smiled at me and gave me a wink again and said, be gentle. I started off by going down on her pussy, kind of strange to do a pussy, she was so wet, she had rubbed some of her pussy juices on her inner thighs while she walked to the sink and back. I could smell and taste it on them, so I started to lick her thighs clean, her pussy tasted like mine, I've tasted my pussy juice lots of times both from my fingers, and from Jeff's mouth after he's eaten me out and we kiss. When I got to stick my tongue in her pussy I was surprised at how wet she was, it tasted good. Then I moved my tongue to her clit, she moaned, I looked up, her head was back and Terece was sucking on one of her breasts. I started to suck on her clit, it was hard and the vulva was engorged, she was really turned on I kept sucking her clit and moved two of my fingers into her pussy and started to twist them around and move them in and out, then I used three fingers, now I knew I was going to need some lube, she wasn't that wet. I got some lube and put it on both hands, then, just as before, I started to put one finger from each hand in and pull and stretch gently, then to two finger up to when I had to put lube on one had and push in four fingers. As soon as I did, she pushed her pussy onto my hand, as I pulled it out, she pulled back just a little, as soon as I started to push in she slammed her pussy onto me. I pulled out again and got ready to move my whole hand in. Whe I started to push in she did it again, she slammed onto my hand and drove my whole hand into her up to my wrist, it was startling. Terece kept rubbing on her clit as best she could while Lexie drove her pussy on and off my fist until she was climaxing. Her entire body was like in a seizure as she shook and moaned. When we were done, I still had my fist in her as she looked down at me, smiled and said thanks for being gentle, then she pulled her pussy off my fist, I thought it would make a popping sound she did it so quickly. Jeff called out he couldn't hold it he was going to cum. Terece went straight to him and took his cock in her mouth as he started to cum. She sucked him until he told her to quit. Then she came over to where I was still sitting on the floor, bent down and passed the cum to me with a kiss. Terece smiled at me and said it was the least she could do for him, he's been so nice to us. Our apartment I'm sure smelled like sex. Three pussies and a cock all having cum twice. Thank goodness we couldn't smell it. I got up and got some tissues for us to wipe our pussies with. We decided we wouldn't shower yet, just in case something else came up. I don't think Jeff can do it again, heck I'm not sure I can.
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