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We’ve been talking for months. We met online but were thousands of miles away from each other, not to mention being wrapped up in our daily responsibilities. In a world of singles oriented websites where relationships come and go with depressing regularity, somehow we have remained together. Phone conversations are intermittent but e-mails are not…we have chatted almost daily, about anything and everything, from the mundane of everyday life to the intensely erotic. Although we are both married to others, we have found comfort in the ability to tell someone about ourselves without worry of condemnation. We have danced around the subject of actually meeting in person until eventually this was an itch that just had to be scratched. We have agreed to meet for a weekend…I’ve told my husband that I’ll be away for the weekend at a women’s retreat and you’ve told your wife some equally plausible story. As I stand at the airport terminal waiting for you to arrive to pick me up, I keep reminding myself to keep calm… but I’m nervous as hell. We’ve acted out our meeting many times but now that it’s actually happening, how will it go? I scan the crowd, looking for the face I’ve only seen in pictures until today…and then there you are, with that smile I’ve been dreaming of for so long.

We’re both suddenly feeling a little shy and we try to put each other at ease by making small talk as we drive to the place you’ve arranged for us to spend the weekend. It’s a friend’s place, you explain…a very discreet friend. Pulling up out front of a tiny house, you grab my bag from the trunk of your car and lead me up the walk and into our little hideaway. Giving me a quick tour of the little studio apartment, you point out the washroom, in case I want to freshen up after my trip.
“Good idea” I smile “I’ll be out in a bit”
Quickly I take a shower and put on the little number I bought special, just for you and then, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, I take one last look in the mirror and move to join you in the living room/bedroom. As I exit the powder room, I can see that you’ve started a fire in the fireplace…your back is to me as I come out and I take a moment to admire the sight of you, so tall and handsome. Turning at the sound of my approach, I can tell by the look in your eyes that I’ve achieved the desired effect with my little lace ensemble. The naked desire on your face suddenly makes everything alright and I don’t want to wait another minute to satisfy those urges that have brought me so far just to be with you.

I smile and walk slowly toward you…reaching out a hand and putting it on your chest, with gentle pressure I push you toward the bed. Looking in my eyes, you can’t tear your gaze away. You feel the bed hit the back of your legs and you sit down. As you watch with an appreciative smile, I teasingly unzip my sexy little black dress and slowly let it fall to the floor, leaving me standing before you in the lacy pink lingerie you had admired in the pics I had sent you…your sharp intake of breath lets me know you like what you see. Then it’s your turn…I pull your jacket off, dropping it on the floor, and then pull your t-shirt up over your head. Pushing you horizontal, I straddle your legs, slipping my bra straps down first one shoulder, then the other. One finger searches under the lacy material to find my nipples, while with my other hand I reach around to undo the clasp. No longer imprisoned in their lacy cages, my breasts burst free, my large pink nipples erect and my skin covered in goose bumps. Leaning forward, my heavy breasts hang over your face and I oh so slowly move them lower as you raise your head toward them, your mouth watering with the need to take my nipples between your teeth, trapping them there, while your tongue rubs the tip…but I move them just out of your reach. ”Uh-uh…all in good time” I whisper, making you lay back, your cock straining at the material of your jeans, waiting impatiently to be set free. My gorgeous breasts begin their downward journey once again…inch by inch they come closer to your waiting mouth. They fill your vision and you can hardly wait but you don’t dare move in case I deny you again…finally, a nipple is brushing your top lip. I guide it in and you run your tongue over it, making me moan softly. Spurred on, you suck on it, your teeth gripping it lightly but firmly, your tongue flicking back and forth across my erect nipple. My moans become even louder …then suddenly it’s gone from your mouth. Before you can groan your frustration, my other nipple replaces it and you eagerly work on this one.

I take your hand and place it on my now wet nipple and you use your fingers to send tiny shivers of pleasure coursing across my skin. Where I am sitting on your stomach, you feel a wetness spreading out from behind the lacy panties I am wearing as I am rub myself against you, my eyes closed in pleasure. I suddenly move away and you sit up on your elbows to watch me. I slowly rub your cock through your jeans, then pull off your socks and shoes, slowly unzipping your jeans and proceeding to drag them and your shorts down and off – to be thrown across the room. As I hover over you, my long hair tickles your thighs and stomach as you feel me gently tracking a path over your thighs. You want to watch me so you move my hair aside and, knowing what you want, I flick it up and over my shoulder so you can see everything. My fingers find your erection and I gently caress the tip, a dark red now, pulsing with hardness, waiting for the touch of my wet mouth. One hand leaves your cock and you watch me slip it inside my wet panties…then you can see nothing as I take your cock into my hot, wet mouth. I take it all in slowly, slowly, until you feel my lips brush the hair at the base. While my whole mouth cocoons you, my tongue is flicking up and down your shaft. I move back up, my tongue finding the tip as it slides into the slit, quickly but firmly. You think you are going to cum but hold on because you don’t want this to end.

My hand is cupping your balls… I take my mouth away from your cock and suck them in, one at a time, my tongue tracking around and around them. Then it’s back to your cock, teasing you to see how much more you can take. You clench your fists, digging your nails into your palms, holding on, fighting the urge to shoot your load into my willing mouth. My nipples are rubbing your thighs, still damp from your mouth and my hand is rubbing my clit furiously. Finally, you can take no more and you push me away, gasping for breath, fingers cramping. I look up at you and smile, knowing just how close I took you. Close to insane with lust, you get up off the bed quickly, grabbing me and throwing me down on the bed. I giggle, not knowing what you are going to do but happy to let you take control. You grab hold of the flimsy, wet material of my panties and rip them off me, making me gasp at the sound of tearing lace, my breath coming quicker now. Burying your face in my hot wet mound, your tongue heads straight to my erect clit, lips sucking on it. You bite down gently and I cry out, your tongue rubbing and rubbing at my clit. One hand finds a nipple and you pinch it and make me gasp in pleasure. With your other hand, you rub my opening, teasing me now as I teased you before. I try to thrust up at you, to make your fingers plunge deep into me, but you don’t let me, pushing my hips back down flat on the bed. You keep rubbing your finger around the opening of my pussy without entering me, making me moan in frustration. Just when I get to the point where I think you’ll never do it, you thrust your fingers in deep.

”Oh God!” I yell, the breath exploding from me as you pump your fingers in and out of my pussy. Your tongue is still flicking over my clit and I push your face deeper into me as my hips thrust forward to make your fingers go even deeper. You put another finger in and twist them around as you go in and out, driving me wild. Suddenly you feel the rush of hot juices pour out over your hand as my climax slams into me. I scream out, my fingers entwined in your hair, pushing your tongue down harder on my clit. My whole body shudders with the heat of orgasm…but finally I let go of your hair and pull your face up to meet mine. When our eyes are locked together again, I fiercely kiss you, our tongues wrestling and our lips mashing together. I reach down and grab your cock, which is now buzzing with anticipation…I move my hand up and down your shaft as I suck my juices off your tongue. Releasing you and pushing you over on your back, I straddle your thighs, my dripping pussy hovering tantalizingly close to your erect cock until you feel my pussy lips kiss the tip of your cock, my wetness exciting you even more. There it stays, with me holding myself over you on quivering legs. ”I want your hands on my tits” I tell you, and you happily comply. As you fiddle and tweak my nipples, I gently and slowly lower myself onto your cock…it takes ages and you feel every inch being welcomed into my tight, wet pussy until I have taken all of you. We cry out together and I ease you back out of me. Every second is pure pleasure, as if time is standing still. I raise and lower myself onto you as you massage my now heaving breasts, time speeding up again as I increase my rhythm , writhing up and down on your sensitive cock. You have to stop yourself once more, wanting to make me cum again before you do. We are locked together, sweat dripping down our chests, cries mingling together as I rock and rock and rock on your thick length.

Then we both feel my pussy tightening on you, my juices flowing down it and out onto your balls as I explode once again…and then I’m gone! I lift myself off you…”Don’t you dare cum yet” I growl, rolling over onto my front. I get up on all fours, my ass raised up in the air. ”Fuck me, and fuck me hard” I moan at you as you stand up, your legs feeling like jelly. You pull me down the bed toward you, taking a handful of my hair. Turning my head toward you, you almost viciously kiss me, stealing my breath…”Tell me you want it” you say into my mouth…”I want it” I say…”What do you want?” you ask…”Your cock! I want your cock” I whimper as you plunge into my waiting pussy. You fuck me hard, letting go of my hair and grabbing my hips hard and using them to ram my pussy hard onto your cock. My huge tits are swaying back and forth and you can’t resist them…you lean over me and grab them, tweaking my nipples, forcing me harder and harder onto you. I can hardly stand it…the sensation of my wet juicy pussy rubbing up and down on your rock hard cock is starting to make me see stars. You get a finger wet with my juices and use it to circle my asshole…you tease it, round and round, pressing against it but not quite entering it until I am squirming with pleasure, flushed and panting. You ease your finger into my ass, just a fingertip length and twist it around…you know I like it because you can feel me contracting around your finger.

You push a little more inside me, all the while thrusting your cock in and out of my pussy… then I feel it again… wave upon wave of pleasure as my pussy clenches around your shaft, gripping it, coaxing the cum out of you. You can’t hold back any more… with a cry you climax, your hot cum squirting deep inside my pulsating pussy. You cum for what feels like forever and we are both shaking all over with waves of ecstasy. Eventually you pull out of me and I whimper at the loss. We collapse together, panting, shaking and sweaty. I hold your head pillowed on my chest and you wrap your arms around me, holding me tight. Soon we both drift off to sleep wrapped around each other.
Some time later we wake, chilled in the night air and scramble under the covers. You roll over onto your back and drag me over to enfold me under your big arm, my head resting on your shoulder. Kissing the top of my head you ask softly “You OK?” Sighing quietly, letting my arm steal over your middle to grasp you tighter to me, I feel a little thrill at the sound of your voice…that oh so sexy accent in person this time, not over the phone….“Mmmm, I’m better than Ok baby” I murmur back at you as I mentally do the math, figuring out how many hours we have left before you have to put me back on a plane for home. Somehow, I see a lot of air miles and a lot of these countdowns in our future….;0)

 

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Erotic Risk

 

 

Jasmine wondered if she should go. It was risky, but some risks were worth taking. She had made an internet connection with a handsome, and very wealthy business owner. They both enjoyed each others looks and company on video chat and shared a natural easy going connection. Jasmine looked down at her 34 C cup breasts, past her flat stomach to see a wet spot form on her sheer panties. She felt her lips open up with need just like every time she thought of Peter and his hard cock penetrating her, everywhere. He had sent her an airline ticket and his address at his beach house in Maine. Again, Jasmine asked herself whether she should go or not. Again Jasmine felt herself getting very wet with desire.

It was nearing dinner time by the time the cab glided to a stop in front of a beautiful one story beach house. The smells of fine cooking drifted through the window enticing Jasmine’s senses. Jasmine took a deep breath inhaling the freshness of the ingredients. She smiled while feeling her senses tingle, her pussy pulse, and her heart quicken. The smells told her everything was alright and she was safe. Jasmine looked down at her party dress. She choose a classy short evening dress, in black velvet. She loved this dress because it accented her curves and showed off her tiny waist and nice round ass.

Peter opened the door wearing shorts, an apron and a big smile on his face. Jasmine noticed he was even more handsome than he appeared on video chat. Their mouths found each other instantly. Their hands started clawing at the clothes that restricted access to each other’s hot sexy bodies. Peter unzipped her dress while kissing Jasmine’s neck. The dress fell to the floor revealing her beautiful body. He whistled in appreciation making Jasmine smile. Coming up behind her, he pushed her over the counter and slammed her pussy deep with his hard cock. They had talked about this so many times for so long her couldn’t resist and she knew he planned on fucking her instantly. She even encouraged it, since her pussy had ached for his hard cock once too often. Her beautiful tits were in his hands now while her rammmed her hot little cunt. Fifty strokes in he grabbed her hair, turned her around, pushed her onto her knees and slammed his big cock into her open mouth.

She was surprised at how much she enjoyed tasting her pussy juices on his nice big cock. Her licks swirled around his massive hard on. Jasmine started kissing his cock and circling her tongue while kissing him. This little technique was working well she thought as she heard his moans of arousal. Her hand stroked the base of his beautiful cock while she took him in her mouth so deep. Peter was pumping her mouth insistently, but her swift tongue still managed to stimulate him even further with the way it winded and wiggled around his beautiful hard on.

Before she knew what was happening, he pulled out of her mouth and spread her cheeks.

“I don’t know if I can take you,” Jasmine breathed, “I’ve never been fucked in the ass before.”

“I know you want to,” responded Peter. “C’mon baby, let’s do it just like we talked about. You’re so beautiful and your sweet buns are so sexy, tanned, toned and incredibly fuckable.”

“Relax,” he suggested, “Just feel me.” Peter sensing her hesitation realized he would need to win her over and make her so hot she couldn’t say no.

“Lay on the bed and spread your legs wide Jasmine, you beautiful, hot, sexy, vixen,” he urged softly.

She visibly trembled with anticipation as he approached. His tongue drove her pussy to a frenzy. She closed her eyes soaking in the wild sensations. Sliding two fingers inside her, he started finger fucking her fast; her swollen clit being suckled by his attentive mouth. He slid a lube soaked finger in her ass while he licked her. Peter could tell how much it turned her on and started fucking her ass with his finger even faster while he suckled her clit. Her orgasm was wild and intense. He lapped up every drop of her cum.

After her spasms of pleasure subsided she whispered, “I’m yours! Do anything you want with me, just don’t stop making me cum.”

Peter slid more lube in her extremely tight little hole. He raised her legs over his shoulders looking at her beautiful tits jiggle. The look of anticipation, trust and lust on her beautiful face, all mixed together made him determined to make her happy.

Peter whispered, “Relax beautiful,” as he pushed just his tip inside her.

He watched her squirm. He stayed there with just his tip inside while playing with her clit softly.

“Pull me inside,” he urged.

Her breathing quickened and he watched her perfect nipples stand straight up. As she pulled him in, Peter pushed in a little further. Fuck she’s tight he noticed. She winced and asked for more. He gave her more. She pulled him in further. Peter’s fingers swirled her clit more rapidly while giving her more and more of his big cock.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she screamed, feeling him fill her so fucking deep.

At that point he broke through and started fucking her rapidly. He watched her beautiful tits bounce with each hard thrust, his fingers still driving her clit to orgasmic heights. She loved the way his long, hard, throbbing, cock slid in out of her tight little hole so erotically.

“Deeper! Go baby,” demanded Jasmine now insane with intense passion.

She grabbed his sexy firm ass and pulled him even deeper inside her. Their orgasms were sudden and intense. Riveting pleasure cascaded through both of their sexy bodies leaving them spent.

Peter kissed her passionately then lay beside her. They talked and laughed and caressed each other for the next half hour.

“I better go check on dinner,” he said.

Standing up, he showed off his sexy round ass as he went to open the oven door. Jasmine admired Peter’s gorgeous hard body and looked down at her own sexiness, unashamed. She came up behind him completely nude and pressed into him, kissing his back.

“I’m going to take a shower,” she said smiling.

“I hope you don’t mind,” he mentioned with his back still turned to her, “I have some friends I invited over before I knew you were coming and I was hoping you wouldn’t mind if I kept the invitation.” He kept his back to her, not wanting her to see the sexual anticipation in his face.

“Sounds like fun,” replied Jasmine, innocently unaware.

At the sound of the doorbell Jasmine opened the door to behold a Brazilian beauty and her handsome husband. Her chiseled features were stunning and her black hair hung long and beautiful around her shoulders. She was introduced as Leticia. Jasmine couldn’t help but notice how attractive the canary coloured halter dress looked against her darkish skin. Peeling her eyes away from Leticia’s beauty, Jasmine now noticed that her husband Jeff was a gorgeous specimen of a human being too. He was a big man, with strong handsome features. He looked like he played pro sports. Jeff’s milato tanned skin made it impossible to guess what nationality he was. All Jasmine knew, was that this was one very sexy couple in front of her.

The wine and the laughter soon flowed Everyone had a great time during dinner. The conversation was animated, lively, sexy and flirty. Jasmine helped Peter do the dishes and helped serve an after dinner drink for everyone.

Soon all four were getting drunk with the conversation getting wilder and more suggestive by the minute.

“Let’s play a little game of truth or dare,” suggested Jeff. Jasmine felt the familiar signs of arousal pulse through her. What does he have in mind and what did I get myself into, lurked in the back of Jasmine’s mind. Those anxious thoughts were replaced with wild sexy ones as she gulped down another tequila shot while licking her lips and looking at Leticia.

They moved to the kitchen table agreeing on playing bullshit, poker truth or dare. Laughing like crazy they each held a card to their foreheads without looking at them. The person with the highest card would be able to ask the person with the lowest card if they wanted to reveal a Truth or perhaps respond to a Dare. After laughing at each other’s others cards it was established that Jeff won with an Ace and Jasmine lost with a 3.

“Truth or dare,” Jeff asked Jasmine while smiling.

“Dare,” Jasmine responded boldly.

Looking over at his wife and noticing her tits nearly spilling out of her halter dress, Jeff said, ” I dare you to lay on this desk and play with my wife’s luscious breasts for 5 minutes while we touch you.”

Jasmine looked over at Peter who gave her an encouraging look. Leticia was smiling at her. Her nipples were visibly hard through her halter dress. Jasmine licked her lips thinking of what it would be like to kiss and lick another woman’s breasts. She’d sometimes thought of it, but she’s never had the opportunity. Jasmine couldn’t help but feel her body getting extremely aroused while gazing at Leticia’s rype nipples. Her slid her slim body onto the table. Peter put a sexual wedge under Jasmine’s upper body raising her to a perfect position to lick Leticia’s beautiful breasts. Jeff came up behind his wife and undid Leticia’s halter straps revealing a sensational set of tits.

Jasmine circled Letica’s nipples with her fingers, watching her nipples get even harder. She felt strong hands sliding up and down both legs. The men’s fingers moving up and along her inner thighs were so close to her sex that Jasmine trembled. Unable to resist, Jasmine circled Leticia’s nipples with her tongue while Leticia threw her head back in ecstasy. Soon Jasmine was licking, caressing and sucking on Leticia’s beautiful melons while feeling two sets of fingers sliding up and down her legs probing her wetness.

One set of fingers was pussy fucking her now with the other set deep in her ass. She responded by fucking their fingers as they explored her depths. Jasmine’s licks and enjoyment of Leticia’s luscious breasts, became even more orgasmicly intense as she felt herself being lifted off the table with each thrust of the men’s fingers. She started pulling at Leticia’s hard as rock nipples with her teeth, while caressing them; her licks and lust for Leticia’s gorgeous tits getting wilder. Just as the timer went off so did Jasmine’s orgasm. She bucked to the fingers deep inside her, while sucking the beautiful tits in front of her.

“Wow…”, Jasmine exclaimed, still laying on the table as her orgasm subsided.

The men helped her down off the table.

“Let’s move to the living room,” suggested Peter.

They freshened up and refreshed their drinks before situating themselves around the long black coffee table in the living room. They were very aroused and excited about what was yet to come.

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love cherrys

‘Not you, Heidi.’

Last to leave, I halt in the doorway, your firm tone stopping me instantly.

‘Come here. Close the door.’

‘Yes, sir’. My voice trembles. I try so hard to be a good girl but I know I’m in trouble.

Obediently I shut the door and approach your desk. You watch me carefully, setting your features into grim disapproval. Your gaze lingers its way up my body from my white-socked calves, over my thighs to the hem of my too-short skirt, then following the buttons of my blouse to my breasts where my nipples peek through the thin fabric of my bra and blouse. I meet your eyes at last and blush, hanging my head, clasping my hands behind my back and standing up straight like a good girl even though it makes my breasts strain against the fabric of my too-tight blouse.

‘Do you know why I called you back, Miss Presswood?’

‘No, sir.’ I dart you a quick glance and hang my head again. You only call me ‘Miss Presswood’ when I’m in bad trouble.

You stand up, taking the long wooden ruler from the desktopand move to stand behind me, slightly to one side. I turn my head to follow you, but you stop the movement by touching the tip of the ruler to my cheek, making me flinch. I face the front like a good girl, I hope.

‘Face the front, Miss Presswood. Hands by your sides.’ You stand very close to me and I tremble. My cunt is wet, aching; my thong damp. ‘You are a disgrace, Miss Presswood. Your skirt is far too short for modesty, it should come to here.’ You touch my thigh an inch above the back of my knee. ‘Instead it is all the way up here.’ you run your finger up my soft skin to meet the hem of my skirt. My legs nearly buckle and I have to bite my lip to stop from moaning. Your finger is about two inches from my sopping cunt. You move it a little higher and say, ‘What have you to say about that.’

‘Oh, sir,’ I gasp. ‘I’m very sorry, sir. It was all I had to wear today.’

‘Was it, Miss Presswood?’ You move your finger up and down, just a little so it brushes the seam of my underwear. You must feel the wetness. I give a little whimper. You remove your hand and take an audible breath through your nose. ‘Were all your other skirts dirty, Miss Presswood?’

‘Yes, sir,’ I whisper.

‘Then you must be a very dirty girl, Miss Presswood. Are you?’

‘No, sir. I mean yes, sir.’ Flustered I blush again.

‘Let me be clear, Miss Presswood. Today you are dressed in a skirt that is far too short for decency and a blouse that is at least a size too small. I detect lipstick and rouge. And if i am not mistaken, perfume.’ You take my hair in your hand and raise it to your nose. ‘Perfumed shampoo and also perfume on your skin.’ Still holding my hair, you smell the nape of my neck. I feel your breath on my skin. ‘Frankly, Miss Presswood, you look like a common prostitute. Is that what you wanted?’

‘No sir,’ I can hardly speak.

‘Do you know what prostitutes do, Miss Presswood?’

I try to shake my head and say i just want to be a good girl buy you’re holdimng my hair quite firmly now. You use it to tug me round and pill my head up to look at you.

‘Then it is time you learnt so that there will not be a repetition of this disgraceful exhibition. On your knees.’

I don’t understand but you twist my hair and exert enough force to send me on my way to kneeling. Unbalancing slightly on your my down, I clutch your thighs for support. You let the ruler fall to the floor with a clatter that makes me start. But when you release my hair and unfasten your trousers, I freeze.

‘Prostitutes, Miss Presswood, perform fellatio, amongst other things. Or in their parlance, suck cock. You, Miss Presswood, are going to suck my penis like a cock-hungry little slut, and once you have learnt to perform that task to my satisfaction, we shall turn to the rest of your punishment. Listen carefully. You will take down my shorts and use your mouth and tongue on my penis and testicles. You may kiss and lick at first but quite quickly you will take the tip in your mouth and suck. While you are doing this, you will moan with pleasure — I like my whores to sound appreciative. Do you understand?’

I nod. I don’t know what to say. All I want is to be your good girl. You slap my face. Tears well.

‘Yes, sir,’ I mumble, not taking your eyes from the bulge of your throbbing penis trapped within your cotton shorts.

‘Good girl.’ The welling tears subside and I smile as joy floods through my body. ‘Be a good girl, Heidi and suck me.’

‘Yes, sir.’ i reach for the band of your shorts. As I start to pull them down, you put my hands over yours and stop me. I don’t know what I’m meant to do differently and look at you half-fearful, half-wondering.

‘Beg, Heidi,’ you say. ‘Beg for my big penis like the cock-hungry little slut you are.

I beg. Somehow I know just what you want me to say.

‘Please, sir, oh please sir, please let me suck your cock.’ I nuzzle it through the fabric – it’s so firm and big! ‘Please, sir. Please. I need to suck your cock, sir. Please. like the little slut I am. I want it.’ I kiss it through the cotton. ‘I need my mouth filled with hard cock, sir.’

You release my hands and I tear down your shorts. Your penis is free and rampant. It seems so huge! I clasp it in both hands and moan. Then look straight up at you.

‘Please, sir,’ I say very calm and serious. ‘Please may I suck this magnificent penis. I promise to be such a good girl.’

You nod and I suck, making little whimpers of satisfaction when you begin to thrust. I shift my hands to my backside — so muscley!. You begin to fuck my face in earnest.i take as much of you as I can in my eager mouth, using my agile tongue on your head and shaft. When you come, it feels like a fountain gushing into my mouth, down my throat. It tastes salty and sweet. I drink it all and don’t stop licking until your penis is clean.

‘Thankyou, sir,’ I say. ‘I hope I have been a good girl.’

‘Yes, Heidi,’ you say. ‘A very good girl.’ You tug me to my feet by my hair, but quite gently and you smile indulgently as I you beam up at you. I am your good girl!. You slide your hand under my dress onto my rump. I freeze.

‘What’s this?’ you say. I feeling the warmth of your strong hand cupping my round buttock. ‘Are you wearing a thong, Miss Presswood?’

‘Yes, sir.’

Then you must bend over the desk, Miss Presswood, and prepare to be punished.

I bend, pressing my upper body against the polished mahogany. You take down my skirt and thong in one smooth motion, exposing my plump little arse and smooth-shaven cunt. I feel the head of your hard penis against the lips of my wet cunt.

‘This will be a most severe punishment, Miss Presswood,’ You thrust your penis straight into me, all the way. You are hot and hard and you fill my tight cunt. You lean forward to whisper in my ear, ‘You have a very tight little cunt, Miss Presswood. Such a pretty little cunt.’ You withdraw — so cruel! — then slam into me again. ‘So very tight and wet.’ And I moan as you fuck me with long, brutal strokes. ‘Are you sorry, Miss Presswood?’ You gasp as you fill you with your full length again. I try to answer like a good girl but all that comes is moans and whimpers so I nod as best I can.

I feel your hard stomach against my taut young arse. You reach underneath me and tear open my blouse, scooping my breasts from my skimpy bra and fondle them. As you brush the nipples, I come explosively, my cunt spasms again and again on your hard penis and I shriek. As I subside, you pull out, still erect. I moan and beg, cry out with alarm as you return, pressing your penis to my anus.

‘No, sir, please, sir. Please fuck me in my cunt sir –‘ My pleas are cut short, turn into a little scream as you force into me. It hurts! You put your hands on my wrists, holding me down. I’m helpless and squirm beneath you on the desk, grinding my arse against you. Three strokes and I feel you flood me with your come.

Once you have recovered, you withdraw and I quickly kneel like a good girl and clean you again with my mouth and tongue. Your penis stiffens again and you allow me to suck you to a third orgasm.

‘That will do for today, I think, Heidi.’ You say after my tongue has removed the last traces of semen for the third time. But understand that I shall be keeping a close eye on you and will not hesitate to punish any further infractions even more severely.’

‘Thankyou, sir,’ I say. thankyou for teaching me to be a good girl again.’ You watch as I dress and leave, holding the door for me. A girl in the corridor outside catches your notice.

‘Miss Di Ruffia! A word with you please.’

I pout! I was your good girl! But I don’t say anything or look round. You never play favourites.

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Nice big Tits and a story


I was on a business trip, staying in a hotel, and I went the bar for a drink. I was sipping my beer when my eyes met those of an attractive woman my age, late twenties. She was dressed in heels, stockings, blouse, and a pin striped business jacket and skirt. I smiled and to my surprise and delight she immediately got up and came over to sit next to me. I had already had the feeling that I recognised her from somewhere. She sat down and said

“You’re James, aren’t you? James Robinson who went to === School?”

“Yes…” I felt I ought to have recognised her, but it had been 12 years since I had left at the age of 14.

“… Rachel?”

“Yes, you remembered!”

“So what’s happened to you in the last 12 years? You were a skinny thing in those days! And now…” My voice tailed off in admiration.

“And now?” Rachel enquired, with a smile, inviting me to complete my sentence.

“And now you have a gorgeous figure.”

“And you look pretty fit yourself.” Rachel replied. There was a pause. And then we said simultaneously:

“And are you single?”

We both giggled, paused and said “Yes” at the same time. I think we both knew then how the evening was going to end up. Rachel suggested we move to an alcove table – “more private than sitting at the bar”.

We talked about what we’d been doing in the intervening years – stuff about university and careers and ex-girlfriends and ex-boyfriends. We were joking and flirting with each other, but at one point it seemed we both went quiet. Then Rachel said:

“What are you thinking about?”

“Would you believe me if I said ‘World Peace’?”

“No, I wouldn’t believe you! Tell me what it really was.”

“I was wondering what you taste like.”

Rachel replied by leaning over the table and kissing me on the lips. “How did that taste?”

“It tasted very good, but it wasn’t what I had in mind…”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, really, but a little lower…?”

“Good, I was hoping you’d say that! So now we have established what both of us are thinking about – so you like it?”

“Love it. Do you?”

“Every girl likes it, and some really like it. Some of us even prefer it to anything else – and that’s me. What kind of man are you?”

“Well there are some men who don’t ever, some who will do it if they think they ought to and some who quite like it. And then there are some like me who can’t think of anything they’d rather do.”

“This is working out better than I thought! Are you any good at it?”

“Well, I don’t get as much practice as I would like… But I’m told I’m pretty good.”

“Good enough to make me come?”

“I bet I could make you come 10 times!”, I boasted, in jest.

Rachel’s eyes shone with excitement. She paused, smiling, then said, slowly:

“I would be delighted to take you up on your bet.”

“What? My bet?”

“Why, yes! ‘I bet I could make you come 10 times’, you said. Surely you’re not going to welsh on your bet?”

“Oh. I hadn’t thought of it like that – but, wow, I’m going to enjoy this bet. Err, what happens if I win? Or you win?”

“Let’s talk about that later – I’m sure we can work something out. I want your tongue now!”

With that she stood up, grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the table. I didn’t have time to finish my drink, but followed Rachel upstairs as fast as I could.

“My place”, Rachel stated. “Room 343.”

She kissed me passionately in the lift, using her tongue and giving my buttocks a good squeeze. We were there very soon; she pulled me along the corridor and dragged me into her room. She shut the door and turned to face me.

“So! Why don’t you have your way with me? I know what you want to do, and I’m yours to enjoy.”

I don’t think have ever been so aroused, so excited, so much anticipation of what was about to happen. I knelt down in front of Rachel, and stroked her shapely buttocks. I slowly unzipped the zip on her skirt and let it fall to to the floor. What a sight met my eyes! The full length of her lovely legs was revealed with her stockings held up by an elegant garter belt, and a delightfully skimpy pair of black panties. I pushed her onto her back on the bed, leaving her skirt on the floor, raised her legs and rolled her panties up her legs and off. This revealed the most beautiful, enticing, clean shaven pussy I had ever seen.

“Do you like what you see? Is it to your taste?” Rachel smiled as I gazed at her mouthwatering pussy.

I knelt down before her ready to worship and adore her irresistible pussylips. I pushed her legs a little wider and in response she put her feet over my shoulder and pulled me closer. I gave a long, slow lick finishing with a flick of my tongue on her clit.

“Mmm, more.” she murmured.

I gave her two more licks, and then I had to stop teasing her. I needed to touch her constantly; I wanted to suck all her juices out. I used my thumbs to spread her labia and started licking her slowly, my tongue never breaking contact with her pussy. Rachel’s gasps grew louder and more frequent and she started running her hands through my hair as my pussylicking became more rapid. It became more and more intense until finally the dam burst and Rachel’s orgasm broke free. She breathed a grateful thank you and said “Mmm, that was fantastic, I hope you’re not tired?”

I wiped her juices and my saliva off my chin with the back of my hand, smiled at her and, without saying a word, went back to eating her pussy some more. I clamped my tongue to her pussy and went slowly up and down, with broad strokes of my tongue. Very quickly Rachel was gasping again and putting her hands on the back of my head to keep me where she wanted me. By now, she was really aroused and her clit had become more swollen. I licked it at first but soon wanted more taking the tip of her clit in my mouth and sucking at it. I started slowly at first but built up speed until I was sucking as fast as I could. Rachel’s gasps caught up with the intensity of my sucking and became louder and louder, overtaking me to tremendous moan.

“God, that was good, that’s twice already!”

I pulled back to meet Rachel’s happy gaze.

“So how do you want me now? Same again or somewhere different?”

I took her by the hand and led her to the armchair on the other side of the room. Understanding immediately what I wanted she sat back and spread herself wide with a leg over each arm of the chair. Her delicious pussy was so inviting – and I knelt once more before her to feast on her tasty juices. This time I really wanted to get my tongue inside her. I spread her lips, opened my mouth and ate as much of her pussy as I could manage in one mouthful. I sucked away for some time before pushing my tongue right inside her, as far as I could manage. She had enjoyed my mouth on her pussy, but my tongue as well was enough to get her well on the way to her third orgasm. I raised the pace of my tongue-fucking, and her climax was approaching fast. As she came she almost convulsed in her chair, her legs came off the arms of the chair and almost crushed my ears. Finally her convulsions subsided and she sighed deeply with satisfaction.

“Stand up” Rachel requested. When I did so she started unbuttoning my shirt and began talking to me in a very sexy voice. “Now you have been very good to me already and it is about time I did something for you. ” She had removed my shirt by now and was starting to unbuckle my belt and remove my trousers. “I want to see that cock of yours. You must be pretty stiff by now and I want it in my hand. There! That’s quite something isn’t it!”

At last she had me naked, erect and my cock was just at the right level for her. She reached underneath and started lightly massaging my balls with one hand. With the other hand she very gently moved up and down the shaft – not very far, but enough to keep my foreskin clearly below the head of my cock. Lastly she started licking – just little licks as if she was painting it with her saliva. She carried on talking dirty to me in between licks.

“I love your cock, it tastes really good. I like a nice cock, especially if the guy is good with his tongue. Do you like this? Do you like the way I lick your cock?”

Of course I was loving it. She was so tender and delicate – it felt so good. Really I wanted her to give me a few hard sucks and make me come but that was because I was so turned on. I had been stiff for so long and my balls were bursting. But what Rachel was doing was far better, slower and I was going to explode when she eventually let me. I did have something else in mind though.

“I love what you’re doing but there is something more…”

“Anything.”

I took her hand and led her back the bed. I got a pillow and lay down on the bed, saying to Rachel:

“Why don’t you carry on licking my cock and sit on my face at the same time?”

“I didn’t know you liked facesitting as well but I should have guessed”, Rachel laughed.

“I love your pussy in my face! I want you take hours over playing with cock while I see how many times I can make you come.”

“Sounds good to me. I think may be a long time before I let you come!”

I don’t how long we stayed like that, but it was the most wonderful sex I’ve ever had. Rachel did so many amazing things with my cock, she licked the head for so long, all the while juggling my balls in her hand. Then she started kissing it. Just butterfly kisses at first but then longer and deeper kisses, flicking the very tip of my cock with her tongue when it was in her mouth. After a little longer, the kisses became very long slow sucks. She took just the head into my mouth, and rocked very gently back and forward only moving her wet lips a tiny amount. It was deliciously, marvelously frustrating and I knew she wasn’t going to let me come any time soon.

Meanwhile at the other end, I had been vigorously sucking on her pussy. It was such an erotic sight to have Rachel’s beautiful buttocks above my face, spread out, her delicious clean-shaven pussy and her stocking-clad legs either side of my head. At first I just licked her up and down at a steady pace, but I so wanted her to come and come again that I went faster and faster, trying desperately to get her to another orgasm. To be honest I could have stayed like that all night, Rachel licking my cock and me making her come over and over.

From time to time one of us would stop licking to gasp with pleasure before resuming our labours of love and adoration. I managed to make her come quite quickly at first but after that I was licking her for a delightfully long time before she came again. After that I just carried on licking, although Rachel had to take my cock out of her mouth to breath deeply from time to time.

I licked her for ages after that, steadily working over her delicious clit and keeping her on the edge, gasping every so often, but getting no closer to orgasm. I took one of her pussy lips in my mouth and gently nibbled it. Rachel loved it. I held it there in my teeth and licked along the edge taking my tongue from side to side. She was disappointed when let go, but happy when I started again nibbling on the other side; her moans were becoming more intense. Then I left off her lips and went up to her clit – even more swollen now with her being so aroused. Before I had just sucked on her clit but now I chewed gently and licked as well and very soon her gasps built up until she was coming all over again.

After a little recovery time she went back to licking my cock again, and rocked back and forward on top of me. I started licking her again, but this time I wanted to play with her too. I managed to wriggle one arm free so that I could use my fingers as well as my tongue. All the women I had ever slept with enjoyed being licked but once wet they wanted stiff cock and were desperate for nothing else. Pussy licking was the starter not the main course. With Rachel, pussy licking really was what she wanted. All the same, I wanted to have a play. Sometimes I just want to play with a woman’s pussy, not even using my tongue, just rubbing, squeezing and stroking; taking my time. Right now I wanted to finger fuck her and lick her at the same time. I moved my arm around and managed to slip a finger into her incredibly wet cunt. This time her gasp was strong.

“God, yes, that’s good. Is that your only finger?”

I willingly put in a second finger, all the while keeping up my steady licking rhythm. Rachel was struggling to concentrate on my cock now – she held on to it with one hand, but her mouth was nowhere near.

“Fuck yes, don’t stop licking, please! Give me more fingers and don’t stop licking!”

She was certainly close now and I got in a third finger whilst licking her all the time.

“More!” she shouted.

I didn’t know if she meant more fingers or more licking, but she got both. I was amazed to squeeeze in a fourth finger and by rolling her over slightly with my other arm I got her at just the right angle to finish her off with four fingers and a tongue at full speed.

“Yes, yes, fuck, yes!”, Rachel screamed out, as her seventh orgasm of the evening. She rolled off me and lay on her back just getting her breath back. After a while she said:

“Now it’s your turn. I’m going to make you come all over the place – after all you’ve done an amazing job on my pussy! I have never been licked so much and so well in my life. What do you like best? I’ll do anything you want. Do you want me to swallow? Do you want to come on my tits? Do you want to come on your belly and have me to lick it up?”

“There is something, yes. Get a towel and some shampoo from the bathroom.”

“Okay, I’m intrigued!” She was back very quickly. I spread the towel on the bed and lay on top of it as if it had been wrapped around my waist and was now undone.

“Now make a ring with your thumb and first finger. Pour some shampoo on top and just slowly play with the head of my cock. Oh, and talk dirty to me while you do it!”

“Okay! I’ve never done this to a man before! Talk dirty you say? Sure! Mm, I like playing with your cock, it feels really good. I love to pleasure a man, really slowly. Your cock feels really good with all this lubrication. Not too tasty, but lovely to play with. I love the way the shampoo oozes down your cock. I’m going to pour on some more, I love this! Ooh, your balls are getting covered – shall I play with them too? I wonder if you should be allowed to come yet? Hmm, not yet – I’m enjoying this too much. Is that how you like it? Not too tight, not too loose? I love doing this to the head of your cock – so smooth and easy. I think I am going to make you come soon – I want to see that come shoot out of your cock. I’m going to point that cock in the air and see how high you can reach.”

All the while Rachel had been speeding up and using her other hand on the shaft. It was too much for me, and I spurted out my orgasm with a great groan of pleasure. My come shot into the air, some landing on me, some on Rachel, some on my towel and the rest on the sheets. I had never previously made love to anyone for so long without an orgasm. I had been turned on and stiff for what seemed like hours, and that felt so good to come at last.

“That was impressive! Amazing amount of come you had in your balls! So, how about cleaning you up?” Rachel asked. She stood up and removed her stockings, garter belt and bra. Now naked, she wrapped the towel around my crotch and without saying another word, beckoned me with her finger towards the bathroom. I followed her wiggling arse, wondering what was next. She started the shower, took off my towel and pulled me into the shower cubicle.

Rachel proceeded to give me a wonderful all over wash, rubbing my back and shoulders very firmly, washing my buttocks enthusiastically and down the back of my legs. Next she faced me and washed my chest and arms. But when she knelt down in front of me and started washing my balls, my cock started to stiffen up again.

“What have we here?”, Rachel said, with mock surprise. “This is going to take a lot more washing than I thought! It could take a while…”

She gave my cock the very best treatment using plenty of soap, both hands and a gentle slow style. It was so good to feel that shower pounding my shoulders whilst Rachel was being so thorough. She made sure I was very clean. I was a long way from coming, and when Rachel paused, I knew she wanted some more tongue.

“Is there anywhere that needs washing for you?” I enquired.

“Just one place. And use your tongue!” She stood up and pushed gently down on my shoulders until I was sitting down in the shower. She moved towards me until her pussy was perfectly positioned for me to lick her. I stuck my tongue out and she slowly rubbed her clit up and down against it. She was completely carried away with what she was doing, almost forgetting I was there. Her head was back, her eyes closed and her moans were getting louder and faster. Very soon she reached her orgasm with a final gasp of satisfaction.

“God, I’m a lucky girl! That was fantastic. Is your tongue tired out yet or could manage some more?”

“So you’re still not satisfied?”

“I want you to make me come twice more, so you win your bet!”

“Is this a bet you are happy to lose?”, I replied.

“Sure! We haven’t even talked about your prize, have we? I do have something in mind… But first you have some more licking to do.”

She lay back on the bed and spread her legs very wide. Her intentions and desires were obvious, and I knelt at the edge of the bed for some more delightful pussy licking.

“Just lick me!” Rachel asked. “Nothing fancy.”

I did just that, licking her up and down at a steady pace, nice broad tongue strokes, keeping in contact the whole time. Amazingly, she was soon gasping and coming again. I pulled back, but she reached down and pushed my head back between her legs, asking me just to carry on some more. She had reached a plateau of intensity and wanted to stay there, enjoying the pleasure. So I just carried on, enjoying the taste and Rachel’s juices on my chin. This one took a little longer, but as I built up the speed of my licking, the intensity of her movements and moans, and the pressure of her hands on the back of my head all told me how close she was getting. I took the tip of her clit between my teeth and held it there whilst I flicked it with my tongue. Finally when I finger fucked her at the same time with two stiff fingers, she gave a deep, animal moan, then a sigh and then rolled over onto her side, motioning me to get behind her. She pulled my arm around her waist and we lay there contentedly for a while.

“You’ve won your bet – congratulations! You know you’ve made me come ten times, but you’ve only come once and you haven’t fucked me at all!”

She pushed me onto my back, and played with my cock to get me stiff. She rolled a condom slowly and sensually onto my cock and then got astride me.

“Mmm, nice! I like having your cock inside me.”

At first Rachel just sat on my cock, squeezing me with her pussy muscles.Then she started fucking me a little bit, but very slowly.

“I’m going to tell you about your prize. I know every man fantasises about two women at once, but what about three? I have two friends who would be only too pleased to help me pay off my debts! You provide the venue, tell me when, and I’ll provide the company.”

I could barely speak I was so excited. But I managed to say:

“Sure – I have a suitable place, a little cottage in the country. What about the weekend after next? What about a long weekend – say Thursday night until Sunday?”

“Sounds great. But now I want to be fucked hard, I want to be fucked in lots of different positions, all your favourites.”

I gave her exactly what she wanted – I rolled her onto her back and fucked her missionary, then sideways, then a bit of doggy. Then I wanted her standing up. I led her over to the hotel room’s desk, sat her on the edge, and really fucked her hard, banging into her.

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