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Time outside the studio seemed to go very quickly, Monday and Tuesday soon came and went without much events. At last Alex had finished all his equations for his lecture and could relax a little before his morning lectures. He clambered out of bed and made his way to the bathroom, stepping over food cartons from his flat mate’s drunken adventure.
‘I’m coming I’m coming, hang on’ he ran out of the bathroom with his toothbrush still in his mouth and dived for his phone.
‘Hello?’
‘And what time do you call this? I’ve been ringing you for an hour now’
‘It is my morning off you know, what do you want?’ he sat on the end of his bed wiping the toothpaste from his mouth.
‘I seem to remember a certain promise involving a free meal for me’
‘Oh yeh I remember now, you could have picked a better day though’
‘Tough, get your shit on because I’m almost at your door so buzz me in’ Alex threw the phone on the bed and ran to the dressers to get changed.

A minute later there came a beep on the intercom.
‘Hello?’
‘It’s me let me in’
‘Who’s me?’
‘Don’t be a smart ass, its Tom’

He pressed the button for the front door and went back to getting changed. He could hear Tom in the corridor talking to his flatmates about their night out. He entered Alex’s room and threw his bag down by the bed. Tom was a slightly chubby boy with short black hair and glasses, he wore a leather jacket and some worn jeans.
‘Come on you women, stop messing with your hair I want my free food’ he picked up a hat and threw it at Alex.
‘Relax, the café isn’t going to run away from us you know’

****

‘Whatever just hurry up. You done the equations?’ he picked up Alex’s book and flicked through the pages. ’I can always count on you to save ma ass’
‘What a surprise you haven’t done them, am I to assume that Vicky had anything to do with this’ He grinned at Tom and winked.
‘That’s not even funny’
‘Oh I do believe it is funny. Why don’t u just ask her out on a date’
‘Why don’t you?’
‘Because she’s one of my best mates and I don’t see her like that’ He put his coat on and reached for his bag. ‘Come on lard ass, breakfast is waiting.’
‘Cheeky twat’ he grabbed his bag and followed Alex out of the room.

It was a nice day outside and most people seemed to be up and about. The café was only a short distance away from the flat and an equal distance from the campus which made it a vital stop point most days. Alex and Tom walked through the café doors and approached the counter.

‘Hey you two, bit late this morning aren’t you’ the counter women gave them a smile.
‘Well it was my morning off but I promised Tom a free meal seen as I have a job and he doesn’t.’
‘Well that’s mighty kind of you, what can I get you both?’
‘I’ll have the big breakfast and a coffee please.’ He grinned at Alex
‘Getting your moneys worth I see’ Alex reached into his wallet and checked how much money he had left.
‘I’ll just have a bacon sandwich and a glass of orange please’ he handed the women some money.
‘I’ll bring them right over for you boys’ she put the money in the till and began talking to the next customer.

They both sat in the café and ate their food whilst talking over the equations. Alex checked his watch and started shoving his books back into his bag.
‘We going already?’ Tom started to follow suit and packed his bag.
‘I’ve got to find out this stuff for work tomorrow’ he got up and headed for the door.
‘You’ve been pretty quiet about work so far, how was your first weekend? Any hot girls?’
‘Everything’s about girls for you isn’t it, I like the job because its fun.’ He made his way down the sidewalk towards the campus, Tom trailing behind.
‘And it should be for you, when was the last time you did anything with a girl…too long ago. If you don’t use it soon it will drop off’
‘Look I’m ok, I’ll talk to you later’ he smacked him on the back and headed for the campus.

Thursday morning arrived bringing with it a beautiful warm breeze and clear skies, the sun shone through the windows onto a sleeping Alex. He rolled over and hit his alarm clock that was currently buzzing its way to the edge of his side table. Sitting up and rubbing his eyes it occurred to Alex what day it was. He had spent most of the week looking forward to going to work, he was dying to see what the set looked like and more importantly, what the models were wearing.

****

‘Morning stranger, how was your week’ Claire was stood by the side door looking at her watch.
‘I’ve been upgraded to being escorted into the building now have I, I feel like a model’
‘Cute, we’ve got a lot to do today so we’ve got some extra hands well when she arrives anyway’ she checked her watch again and looked down the street.
‘Who are the extra hands?’
‘Amber, I mentioned her on Sunday I think? She was a real help with the animal shoot’
‘Animal shoot?’ Alex looked at her puzzled.
‘Yeh we had some baby tigers in which the models had to hold much to their dislike’
‘Wow sounds exciting, more exciting than a week of uni anyway’ a car pulled up behind them and a thin ginger haired girl climbed out and made her way to them.
‘Amber this is Alex, he’s the newbie I was talking about’
Amber shook Alex’s hand smiled.
‘Nice to meet you, I hope Claire hasn’t been too hard on you, she is very lazy after all’ she shot Claire a cheeky grin.
‘That’s enough you, right lets get to work shall we’

The three of them made their way to the studio and were presented with what looked like a large paddling pool and a few boulders. Alex immediately noticed the 4 models stood by the side of the stage with Anita who was doing large arm movements that seemed to be mimicking drowning.
‘Anita is getting a bit stressed over the paddling pool, she thinks they are going to drown or something’ they all laughed.
‘Right Alex I don’t need you just yet so you go with Amber for now and I’ll call you over when I need you’ she walked over towards Jimmy who seemed to be getting told off by Mr Higgins.
‘Right first things first, how are you with eye shadow’
‘Well I can’t say I’ve had much practice with it to be honest’
‘I’m only kidding, all you have to do is just pass me brush’s and cotton buds, piece of cake really’ she walked over to the models and Alex reluctantly followed.
‘Morning guys, you ready for make up?’ she started looking through he makeup case and holding up little pots to the light.
‘Morning Alex, your looking particularly hot today’ Kate pinched his ass and walked over to Amber. ‘I’ll go first I want to get out of this awful costume’
‘Looks like you’ve got yourself an admirer there’

Alex turned round and was face to face with Mike. He couldn’t do anything but smile awkwardly like a little school girl with a crush.
‘Who Kate, no she’s just got no social boundaries…so I’m told’ he fidgeted with his belt and looked down.
‘Ha-ha well you’ve been told right, she did the same with me until she found out I was gay’
Alex’s heart skipped a beat, he tried to stop himself from going red in the face.
‘What are you talking about, she still flirts with you even though she knows’ Jess appeared at his side eating an apple. ‘Hey Alex, haven’t seen you around in a while’
‘Yeh I’ve been at uni all week, rather have been here though, its way better.’ He kept his voice as calm as possible.

****

‘Oh you’re a student, what do you study?’
He contemplated making it up as studying maths didn’t really go with the cool persona that he was currently attempting.
‘Maths, sounds boring I know but it has its interesting bits’
‘Sorry I’ve got to get this…Hello…mum I’ve told you don’t ring me when I’m on a shoot’ she walked off with her phone clutched to her ear.
‘Maths, I’m quite surprised to be honest, I had you pegged as the philosophical laid back type’ he smiled at Alex, showing his perfect white teeth.
‘Well I don’t know about philosophical but I do pride myself on being quite laid back, sometimes a little too laid back’ Mike let out a little chuckle and reached for his bottle of water.
‘Oh thanks for sorting my leaves out the other day, wouldn’t want anything slipping out’
There was something about the way that he was looking at Alex, his eyes never moved of Alex’s. All he could do was smile back and then he realised, he was flirting with a man a gay man no less and he was enjoying it.

‘No of course not, I was just following what Claire told me to…’
‘Mike, Mike what are you doing, why aren’t you ready? Where’s your outfit?’ a large women brandishing came shuffling over towards them looking angry.
‘It’s…err…I’m…’
‘I was just telling him that we are waiting for his top to get ironed and then I will bring it to his changing room.’ Alex just stared at the women and hoped that she had believed him.
‘Fine fine very well just get it done and put on, we don’t have all morning you know’ she turned around and charged after a man carrying what looked like a stuffed seagull.
‘You’re a life saver, she would have eaten me alive’
‘Don’t worry about it, I’ve had endure Mr Higgins rants so I’m getting quite good at handling them.’
‘Alex here is the key for the costume closet, Mikes outfit is in there.’ Amber handed him the key and went back to doing Kate’s make up.
‘Right well you better get me undressed then hadn’t you’ Mike smiled and headed towards the costume closet.

Alex and Mike dodged their way through the bustling crowd and approached the costume closet, he took out the key and pushed open the door. It was a small room with weird and wonderful costumes hanging from the walls and on racks everywhere. Alex started routing through the racks labelled Thursdays shoot until he came to one marked Mike. He pulled it off the rack and looked it over with a bemused look on his face. Looking round he suddenly dropped the clothes, Mike was stood in front of him in just his small white boxers. Alex took a moment to take in what he was seeing, his eyes followed the perfect definition of Mikes body and the sizable bulge that he was hiding in his boxer briefs. Mike walked towards Alex and stopped directly in front of him.
‘I think you dropped something’ he glanced down at the clothes on the floor.

Alex could barely breathe let alone talk so he just silently bent down and grabbed the clothes. He lifted his head up and came directly inline with Mike’s crotch, it was just too much, he had to reach out and pull down the boxers, he needed to see Mikes cock right now but he couldn’t do it. After what seemed like an eternity he slowly got to his feet and was face to face with Mike who wasn’t smiling but had a look of lust on his face and Alex new that something was going to happen.

***



Mike took the clothes from Alex’s hand and threw them on a near by rack, he leaned in and kissed him, his soft warm lips pressed tightly against Alex’s, his hand rand down Alex’s back towards his ass. There was a noise outside, Alex pushed Mike away and grabbed for the clothes while Mike ran to the clothes that he was wearing. The door burst open and there stood Amber with a big smile on her face, she looked from a half naked Mike to Alex who was doing his best to cover his throbbing bulge.

‘You know Mike you’re supposed to be on set, Anita is spitting feathers’ raising her eyebrow and smiling, she left the room.
There was an awkward silence whilst Mike got changed and Alex looked for his outfit, neither of them new what to say.
‘So…that was interesting’ Mike walked over to Alex whilst doing up his shirt. ‘I best get to the changing rooms, err bye’.
It almost seemed like Mike was going to lean in again but thought better of it, the moment had passed now and Alex was wondering if another one would present itself. They both made their way into the busy corner and Alex watched as Mike turned into the changing room and shut the door. He ran his hands through his hair and shook his head, what did this mean, is he gay now or is he just experimenting? Either way he had to cast it from his mind as he had a job to do.

He entered the main studio where the shoot had already begun. Looking onto the stage he saw the other male model wearing what looked like tattered see rags. He looked over at Amber who was doing Mike’s make up whilst engrossed in deep conversation with him, Alex knew what or rather who they were talking about.
‘Ant, you need to stop straining your face, you’re on the beach not waiting in line for the loo’ Claire walked away from her laptop where the first frame was being looked over by the other photographers.

‘It’s hard, this rock keeps moving and I’m going to fall off’ he moved the rock back and forth.
‘Fine fine, Alex go wedge the rock please’ she pointed to a bag of pebbles laid by the stage.
He grabbed the bag and jumped on stage, moving between the rocks to get to Ant.
‘Seems like you have a habit of coming to our rescue, the names Ant as I’m sure you’ve already heard’ he flicked his hair out of his eyes and lent against another rock.
‘Well that’s my job’ he smiled politely and carried on stuffing pebbles in to steady the rock.
‘So…Alex is it, how come you’re not a model then, with a body like yours I’m sure you would be able get plenty of work’

Alex knew now what Claire meant when she said you know what they say about male models.
‘I’m at uni at the moment so haven’t really looked into it’ he finished stuffing the pebbles in and got to his feet.
‘Well if you ever want me to give you any pointers I would me more than happy to meet up with you for some err…late night sessions’ he winked and then positioned himself on the now steady rock. ‘See you around Alex’

A lustful girl and 2 new potential male lovers, not exactly what was specified in the job add but for some reason Alex couldn’t help but smile.

Hi, I am Kerry. I was 18 years old and going out with an older guy, a college guy. He is Paul, and he is the guy you bring home to Mom and Dad. He is white, comes from money, and is a business major. I am a hot skinny, blonde girl. I am 5’10” and have long, straight blonde hair. I visit the tanning salon. I have perky c-cup breast.

I was disappointed that I had to miss my boyfriend’s college football game to work at a clothes store in the mall. But we all had to work one Friday each month. He would pick me up later, and I knew that we would do the same thing that we always do, whether he wins or loses. I would blow him in the car, then ride him until he came inside me. I always loved the sex with him, even when I did all the work.

I liked my clothing store. I wore ripped jeans that had a small hole on my left butt cheek. It let everyone know that I was wearing thong underwear. Men would just stare. My boss was a decent guy. He was a single, 35-year-old black man. His name is Michael. He stared at me all the time, and I just learned to ignore it.

This night we were both closing. I asked him if I could check the Internet in his office to see the score of the game. He agreed. I saw that my boyfriend was losing big time. They could never make it back now. I closed the browser and before getting up my eye caught a file titled confidential. What would I learn about work? Hmmmmmmm.

I opened it and saw that it was powerpoint of photos. I could not believe my eyes. It was a pic of a hot blonde woman on her knees sucking a GIANT black cock. It must have been ten inches long. The pictures showed her deep throating it (I don’t know how), licking his balls, and cum shots. I could not believe the cum all over her face, and she was smiling at the camera. I rarely swallowed cum and could not tell what she was happy about. I always made guys cum inside me.

I had never seen a black man’s cock before. I now knew that what they said was true. But what was weird was that woman looked familiar. Just then I heard Michael cough over my shoulder. “I-I-I’m so sorry.” I turned bright red.

“You could get in trouble for this, Kerry.”

“Well you could get in trouble for keeping porn on your computer at work.”

“It’s not porn. It’s my fuck buddy.”

“That’s you!” I could not believe it. I had seen pictures of Michael’s cock, and I loved what I had seen. “And your fuck buddy?” I was trying to think where I had seen her. She often stops by to see Michael at our store.

“Yes, that is my best friend’s wife. We fucked three days before her wedding. We were both drunk and should never have done it. But ever since then she has continued flirting with me and finding time for us to be alone.”

“She cheats on her husband with you! And he is your best friend!” I couldn’t believe that people do that.

“Look, I am not proud of it. But I find that I get a lot of sex with white girls who think that their white man is, well, insufficient.” Then he looked me up and down. “Considering how long you looked at those pictures, I wonder if your man is insufficient.”

I could not believe it. “Michael, you are my boss. And you are twice my age.” He and I knew that that wasn’t exactly a no.

Michael walked up to me. He told me to stand up. He turned me around to the desk to stare at the picture of this hot, married white woman with cum all over her face. He began to feel my ass, then he whispered into my ear. “You have a decision to make. I can give you the best sex you’ll ever have. But you will never feel the same about sex again. You may love your boyfriend. You may marry him. But you will know what it is like to get filled by a big black man.”

I let out a little moan. He wrapped his arms around me, and I felt his big, hard cock against my ass. I moaned even more deeply. “Do you like what you feel?”

“Yes.”

“Say it, baby.”

I moaned again. I loved how he was taking control. “I like the way your black cock feels pushed into my white girl ass.”

“Good girl. You take orders well. But now I need to punish you.” He bent me over the desk. I just stared at the picture on the computer and wanted that to be me. He then slapped my ass, a loud crack into the air.

“Ahhhhh,” I was startled. I had never been spanked in a sexual way. He hit me again. I love it. I was getting wet.

“Are you a bad girl?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Are you a bad girl who needs black cock?”

“Yes sir.” He then ripped my pants down, showing off my hot ass. My jeans were around my ankle. He slapped even harder.

“Say it,” he commanded.

“I am a bad girl who needs black cock. Please give it to me. Please.”

He turned me around and ripped off my shirt. I was wearing no bra. He sucked my nipples, and he sucked them hard. I loved how rough he was being. He pushed me to my knees. I started unbuttoning his pants as he quickly took off his shirt. His body was pretty hot.

I unbuttoned his pants and saw the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. It had a big black head I couldn’t wait to put in my mouth, a long shaft with a big vein sticking out. And there were two beautiful black balls hanging beneath it. But it was huge. I licked from the bottom all the way up to the top.

“That’s right, Kerry. Lick my cock. Do you like your treat.”

I looked up at him with my blue eyes. “I love your big black cock.” I licked it again. I then spread my lips the widest I ever had before. I took the giant head into my mouth. “Mmmmmmmmmmm.” I pushed deeper and took the first inch of the shaft into my mouth.

I took my mouth off. “You are too big for my mouth. I will have to take you into my throat.”

“That’s right baby. Do you do that with your current boyfriend.”

“No, he gets excited enough from my mouth. But,” I said as I rubbed up and down his cock with my hand, “I am read to learn.” I rubbed it along my face, then I took him in even deeper, pushing the head into the back of my throat. I was breathing through my nose. I went even deeper still, taking his black cock deeper into my throat.

Then I started working, bobbing my head vigorously on his gorgeous cock. My pussy got wetter the deeper I took him in my throat. He was groaning, telling me that I am a great little cocksucker. I went deeper and faster. I took him out of my mouth. I looked at him and batted my blue eyes. “How do you like my white mouth spread around your black cock?” I then sucked his left ball deep into my mouth.

“Oh God, baby. You were meant to suck black cock. I shifted and sucked the other ball into my mouth. His scrotum was sweaty, but that made me feel even dirtier. “Ohhhh, God, yes. You suck like a pro.”

I stood up and pressed myself against him. I nibbled on his ear and whispered. “My God I love your black cock. Are you going to show me what it feels like inside?”

“Don’t I have to get you ready?”

“No, I am dripping wet from sucking you.” I then looked at the clock. “Hurry, Paul will be here soon to pick me up.”

Michael pushed his big black member into my clit.

“Ohhhhhhhh.” He rubbed it along my clit. “Ohhhhhh, yesssss. But I want it inside.”

“Ask nicely, baby.”

“Please, sir. Please place your beautiful black cock inside my white pussy. Pleeeaaassseeee.”

The head of his cock slid inside me. I clenched his arms. “Holy shit, this is so big. I have never been stretched like this before.” He pushed a bit more, and I clenched his arms even harder. “Oh my fucking God, this cock is splitting me in half.”

He continued to slide into me. “Ohhh, baby, this is one tight, white pussy. Do you know how good this feels.”

“Oh, yes, I do. Fuck me with that gorgeous cock. Go deeper. Deeeeeper.” He pushed in, filling my pussy. “Oh God, yes. That is so fucking good.”

He then pulled out, just the tip of his head inside me. He them jammed it deep into me. “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, fuck me, yes.” He then started pounding my pussy. I felt myself stretching more and more. My clit was throbbing wild.

Just then my cell phone, which was still on his desk, started ringing. Shit, Paul would be here soon. But Michael kept fucking me hard, then picked up my phone. While pounding into me, he answered.

“She’s busy right now.” Pause. I was trying to hold in my cries. I let our some whimpers as he was driving that big cock deeper and deeper. “Okay, less than five minutes. She should be done right around then.” He hung up.

He started to fuck me harder and harder. “What do you want?” he asked.

“Big black cock splitting me in half,” I yelled as he fucked me. I started to cum all over his beautiful member. My orgasm was just ending. “You can cum inside me.”

“Sorry baby, but I am going to shoot my load into your mouth.”

“Yes sir,” I said. He pulled out, and I got on my knees. He plunged his cock with my juices down to the back of my throat. He then shot a huge load of jizz into the back of my throat. He continued and pulled back to the opening of my mouth. My mouth was filling with his huge cum shot. Some dripped out onto my tits, but I swallowed as much as I could.

I sucked him off, then got up and put my clothes back on. I knew that Paul was probably waiting.


“How was it?” he asked.

“The best I have ever had,” I said looking down.

Michael looked at me. “You know new pleasure. I want you to go out there and kiss your boyfriend in the mouth. He is too much of a pussy to say anything. Let him taste a real man.”

I walked out with Michael behind me. I french kissed Paul for a good minute. His tongue darted around where Michael cum had been moments earlier. There was still the taste from what I couldn’t swallow.

I couldn’t believe how my pussy felt. It was incredible. Paul and I got into his car. I knew what he had wanted. He wanted me to suck him in the car. I unbuttoned his pants and took out what now seemed like a tiny cock. I let out a little laugh. I took him into my mouth, and he let out a big moan. I wondered if he would be excited to know that Michael’s cum was still in my mouth.

I sucked his tiny dick. He was loving it, but I didn’t get excited. We quickly got to his fraternity. We went right upstairs with all the guys giving him knowing nods. For the first time I noticed the black guys there. They were four of them. They were always checking me out. This time they saw my desperate stare as I walked by them.

In Paul’s room, we undressed, and I was riding him. I could hardly feel anything inside me. I rubbed my clit into his belly, but his cock felt like nothing. I let out a slight laugh. I really was not the same.

I don’t think he noticed. He shot his cum inside me. I didn’t cum, and he didn’t care. We fell asleep on his bed.

I woke up at 2:30 and was thirsty. I put on his boxer shorts and my tight t-shirt with no bra, my nipples sticking through. I went down to the kitchen to see two black teammates sitting at the table.

“Would you like a beer?”

I felt wet inside. Michael was right. I was never going to be the same.

Elizabeth watched helplessly as the mob dragged her best friend down the cobble street. Jennifer screamed and begged for release, but her pleas for remorse and pity fell only on the ears of her close friend. Elizabeth followed the crowd as they passed Thomas’ Public House, the Hotel and the Livery, unable to get close to Jennifer.
They dragged her friend into the town square and up onto the stage that had been erected days before in celebration of the end of the witch trials. Several heads still lay in baskets from the trials that morning; sitting softly against each other as a layer of dew and mud smeared their lifeless cheeks and soiled hair. The stage was covered in blood, and in the back hung the limp corpses of a dozen other “witches,” left to be drained of all their blood before being burned in the bonfire that night.

“Even if they did catch us, what do you think they would do?” Jennifer had once said. “They would think that you and I are just rambunctious girls playing out fancies with each other.” Elizabeth had warned Jennifer of the impending possibilities; the embarrassment and possible punishments that could be conceived for them. They both knew that the city was undergoing a cleansing of witches, and that many of the citizens were wary of the judgments made against some of the people convicted of witchery. Jennifer had always been stubborn and always expressed a fondness for the possibility of being caught. It had always sounded so… erotic… to Jennifer. This in turn had always turned Elizabeth on as well, though she was less verbal of it. Once they had gone to see the butchers block up on the stage late at night. Jennifer had wanted to see the blood and hair; the gouges in the wood block signifying the decapitation of a prisoners head had aroused her on several occasions, and she often expressed this to Elizabeth. After watching Jennifer lay her own head in the stock and acting out the moans and cries of a convict and the pleas for forgiveness Elizabeth had also grown fond of the game, until now.

Now Elizabeth watched as the mob dragged the beaten Jennifer up onto the stage, hands tied and clothes tattered as the leader of the crowd stood up on a box in front of the dangling bodies and asked for the growing crowd’s attention.

“We have a heathen in our midst! A true daughter of demons!” The man cried out. “This girl was found on several occasions to be tempting the sweetness of another child… another GIRL!!!” The crowd gasped and booed. Elizabeth cried out, though no one heard her.

“So what is to become of this girl? Do we rehabilitate her into our clean and pure society? Do we allow her to run free with our children?” The crowd answered with a distasteful and disgusted roar.

“Do we punish her and send her to the pits of hell where she belongs? With the other witches?” Elizabeth screamed and tore through the crowd, trying to reach the stage.
“Stop it! Stop it! NO!” She cried, her shrieks drowned out by the enthusiastic calls of the crowd.

She reached the stage in time to see the man strip off the last of her garments and leave her shivering on the stage with the cold and drizzle. Her nipples were hard from the cold, her breasts heaving from her being out of breath. She had been crying, and the crowd had worn her out beyond being able to fight any more. She looked out over the crowd, and found Elizabeth’s face.

“Liza!” She sobbed as the man grabbed the back of her hair and walked her over to the block.

“Your time with that girl is over, witch!” He yelled at her. “Now is the time to drain the demons that live inside you through your exposed neck!” With that the man kicked the back of her leg, dropping her to her knees.

“Stop! Please let her Go!” Elizabeth screamed, her tears choking her voice.

“I’ll do anything, please sir don’t do this. I’m not a witch.” Jennifer begged as the man tied her hands behind her bare back and pushed her body down onto the block. Elizabeth overheard the man next to her comment about the long black stockings that Jennifer still wore and how much he wanted to spear her after the trial was over. The comment made Elizabeth ill. She had been franticly trying to save her friend from the crowd since they ripped her from the room an hour before; now thoughts of Jennifer dying crossed her mind. She would be alone in this world without her. Images of her friends head rolling across the stage to the cheers of the mob flooded Elizabeth’s mind.

“Sir, I know that there has to be something I can do for you… anything? Just to let me go?!” Jennifer pleaded.

“Yeah, now you offer me a sweet piece of meat dontcha?” He replied under his breath. “You wouldn’t have anything to do with me until your life was in my hands. Well guess what, when I’m done with you here I’m going to have my way with you. I just need to do this so as to have more of you to stick my spike in!”
“Sure, but wouldn’t it be sooo much better if I were alive and kicking?”
“Nope.”
“And warm?”
“Nope.” The man pulled her hair back and laid it over her face, then strapped the sticky piece of leather to the base of her skull and lashed it down. Jennifer choked and coughed as her head pressed against the block.
“Please?”
The man got up and stepped back, but not before running a hand down her slick wet body and between her legs.
“A fine thoroughbred, she is.” He yelled to the cheering crowd. “She wants reprieve, what do ye say?”
The crowd answered back with a bellow of calls against her freedom. The man spanked her as and stuck two fingers into her tightly clenched pussy. She tried to make it wet; to get aroused in an attempt to persuade him to let her live and see if she could be better, but it was lost cause. Though the thought of having her head removed by the ax had turned her on in the past; of being manhandled and tortured and berated at the hand of a truly masculine man, it did nothing for her now.
“You are a sweet piece of meat darling.” He said.
“Please sir, I will do anything… anything.”

Elizabeth watched as Jennifer pleaded. She hoped that maybe her friend could do something to convince the man to let her go. She watched as the ax rose above his head, despite her continual and growing pleas.
“Please sir, I will do ANYTHING!”
The ax rose higher.
“You can put it in my mouth and pump my stomach full of your cream!”
“Nope.” He returned as he let the ax jump slightly before release.
“I’ll go with you and another girl, we can all of us do anything for you, we’ll live…” The ax came and landed against the base of her skull mid sentence. It shut off her words and shocked her body, as could clearly be seen by the writhing and convulsions of her cadaver as it rolled from the block and onto the stage in front of Elizabeth. She paid no attention to the man as he took the removed head, fresh off the body and still quivering from the blow, and placed his exposed member into its mouth. She didn’t watch as he pressed himself down the throat of her once beloved friend, or listen as he moaned and squirted between the lips that had once so softly touched her own. She only sat and watched as the body on the ground kicked and wriggled. Blood rushed onto the stage from the exposed neck; air escaped the lungs of the corpse in short gasps through the uncovered wind-pipe. Elizabeth dropped to her knees in silence, and cried.

When he had finished with the skull he tossed it into a basket that lay next to the chopping block. Inside her head came to rest next to the head of a prostitute who had once worked on the man’s corner. Though smeared with blood, mud and now the man’s semen, and lacking any controlled movement, Jennifer’s eyes remained unclouded for fifteen minutes. In that time they had fixed on the fresh corpse that was wrapped and strung upside down next to a dairy farmer’s wife and left to bleed. As the heart pumped he remainder of the blood from the soiled body and it became limp and lifeless, so too did the eyes in Jennifer’s head, and the mob continued on to other matters.

I have a special friend. She and I have had a unique relationship for many years. We met when she moved in next to me when she was 19 years old. We seemed to hit it off pretty good, as friends. I had recently been divorced, she was living with the love of her life. Unfortunately, they had a parting of the ways. Through the years she has had boyfriends come and go. I've had a couple serious encounters. We may hardly see each other for years or it may be somewhat more frequently. The last few months it has been regularly.

We have masturbated together on and off for many years.Some of my fondest memories include her. She comes over several times a week. My nickname for her is Blondie.Well, it seems Blondie isn;t getting much out of the once-a-week fucking from her boyfriend. She's always been one who loves to play with herself, but lately almost every time she comes over, her hand is in her clothes, touching herself. Sometimes she gets herself off. To her chagrine, she's started thinking about me when she's home sometimes, or even with her honey. She said she doesn't want to, but there it is. Personally, I'm honored to be thought of that way by her.

Indeed, Blondie still is an attractive woman.And to me, she still looks sexy, still has that erotic appeal. She still makes me horny!

Yesterday turned out a little different. Actually, way different. Another friend of ours, Tracy, has been staying at my house for over a month. I thought she may be getting a little bit suspicious, since Blondie and I close the door a lot when we "visit". Tracy is about 10 years younger, big blonde hair, slim, but tight, and a really cute ass. I get the hots for her even though I try not to. Though not particularly attractive, at times Tracy can look REAL good.
Well, yesterday...

I was laying up on my bed, kicking back, when Blondie came over. She was "in the mood". As I began to rub and squeeze the outside of my jeans, Blondie stood leaning against the side of my bed, her hand finding it's way into her pants. I could tell she was especially horny. It was contagious. I reached into my unfastened jeans and wrapped my hand around my balls and rubbed them. Time for the lotion! I poured some into my hand and rubbed it all over my now-enlarging cock. Blondie was feeling the power. SHe had both hands between her legs, occasionally taking one out to pinch her nipple or caress her breast. She looked SO sexy! It was really turning me on to watch her get into it! I pulled my cock and balls out of my pants. Soon they were pulled down to my knees. Blondie's pants were undone and open, her fingers tickling her clit. She had pulled her top up for easier access to her breasts. We were getting into it pretty good and starting to breathe a little hard when....
suddenly, the door flew open and in came Tracy. It happened too fast to cover up, so there were the two of us, in the middle of masturbating, caught red-handed, in a matter of speaking. I don't know who was the most surprised. Us in being caught or Tracy upon seeing us .

"Oh my god."Tracy exclaimed.
"Shut the door,"I said quickly.
She did, but from the inside. "What are you guys doing? Well, that was a stupid thing to say. I can see what you're doing!"

Blondie was so cool about it. After her momentary shock, she kept rubbing herself. "I'm so horny," she breathed. I took that opportunity to carry on, too. I reached for the lotion and applied some more, as Tracy watched. She kept glancing back and forth, from Blondie to me and back again. She kind of laughed and said,"Now you're making me horny!"

I hope so! I've always wanted Tracy to see me jack off and now here she was. So, I tried to show her just how much she turned me on. Soon Tracy was reaching for her pussy, too. Blondie asked her,"Do you like your pussy licked?" "uh-huh". Nodding towards me she says,"He tells me he's pretty good at it. And I'd like to seeif he is. I'd like to see him eat you out. I'd like to see him lick your pussy. Would you like him to do that?"
"I don't know if I want him to, though"
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because we're friends, that's why".
"I could make you cum and cum,"I promised.
"Get up on the bed so I can watch you play with yourself," Blondie told her. She complied.


So for some time the three of us masturbated and watched each other masturbate. It was HOT!! And getting hotter!
"Wouldn't you love to have your pussy licked right now," Blondie asked her
"Oh, yeah." Turning to me she said," Lick my pussy".

Oh, yeah. Would I? I didn't need another invitation. I was on it. I gave her a severe tongue lashing. My face was soaked with her juice after cumming twice. Blondie came watching us.Then Tracy reached out for my cock and began to stroke it. My swollen member felt so good in her hand. As she pumped on it, Blondie was at it again, erotic and breathing hard. Tracy wanted to make me cum, and she was doing a good job of it. I was on my knees, leaning back, watching Blondie get herself off again, as Tracy pumped harder and faster. Oh, I was going to cum! I could feel it boiling in my balls, getting ready to erupt. Here it comes! I gasped and tightened up, took a deep breath...and exploded! My cum splattered about, pushing Blondie over the edge, cumming hard. If I'm not mistaken, Tracy may even have cum again!

The three of us got a tremendous amount of enjoyment out of it. We talked about maybe doing it again some day.
Hold on, somebody's knocking on my bedroom door.
What a wonderful surprise. It's Blondie and Tracy, asking to come in.

Today had been the same as any other day; arguing with her boss, trying to get people to do what they need to do, and flirting with the guy down the hall. Kylene got home just after 5 and started with her usual routine. She looked forward all day to the moment should could get out of her work clothes and just relax. She usually just put on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt to relax in but today had gotten her a little worked up after talking to Landon all day. He knows exactly what to say to her; she doesn't know how, but its always exactly what she is thinking. So, feeling a little hot she decided to just jump right into a nice hot shower. She took off her work clothes and just left, them in a heap on the floor, grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom. She smiled as she thought about the things Landon said to her. He just had this way of making her feel so incredibly sexy. She spends half of her day daydreaming about the things they could do to each other. She turns on the water and lets it run on her hand to see if its hot enough. She keeps messing with the temperature when there's a knock on her front door.

"Who would be knocking on my door right now," she thought.
"Just a minute," she called as she ran down the hall to her bedroom to grab a robe. She quickly donned the robe and made her way to the front door. She opened the door to see Landon staring back at her. She was speechless for a moment as she quickly remembered what she was wearing.
"I'm sorry, Kylene. Did I come at a bad time?" he asked.
"No I just wasn't expecting anyone. What are you doing here?" she asked.
"You keep telling me that you wanted me to see your new place and I didn't have anything else going on this evening so I thought I would swing by and check it out," he replied.
"I was just about to hop in the shower so give me just a second to turn off the water and change and I'll be right back, okay?"

He looked at from top to bottom and caught her arm as she was just about to turn away.
"You look incredible," he said as he brushed her hair off her shoulder.

The sensation of his fingers brushing against her neck made her freeze. She closed her eyes and just imagined the things he could do with those hands. He kicked off his shoes and started to take off his shirt. She turned her back towards him to try and gather herself together for what she was hoping was going to happen. He walked up behind her and buried his face in her hair to smell that scent that always drove him crazy whenever she was in his office. He led her forward until they were in her bedroom standing in front of the window.
"Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to get you by yourself," he asked her.

She couldn't speak. He pulled her robe off her shoulder and gently brushed his lips on her neck and shoulders as his hands found the tie holding her robe around her. She could feel herself getting wet as well as how hard he had become. She reached back to grab ahold of that hard cock that she had spent many hours daydreaming about, but he stopped her.
"Just trust me," he breathed.

He untied the robe and let it slide off her shoulder and fall to the floor. He came up close behind her so that she could feel every inch of his body from his thighs to his shoulders. The feel of him touching her made her pussy tingle in anticipation. He proceeded to kiss her shoulders and neck and back while his hands explored her breasts, her taught belly, her thighs and lightly brush her hips and ass.
She heard him undo his belt and then the zipper as he let his pants fall to the floor. Now he walked up behind her and the contact between his rock hard cock and her ass was almost too much to bear. She let out a sigh that might as well been a scream.

"Follow me," he instructed as he led her into the bathroom where the hot water that had been running made the room so steamy it was almost hard to breathe. He pulled her close so she was facing him and as she went to kiss him he tilted her head up and began lightly brushing her neck and collarbone with kisses. He worked his way down to kiss her chest and all the way around her nipples which, by now, were thrusting forward in anticipation of the moment when he would take them in his mouth.

She let out a little cry as his hands found there way down to her pussy and his mouth closed around a nipple. Her head was swimming as she was finally getting what she had been wanting for so many months. She reached out and grabbed his dick as his fingers found their way to her clit. She felt him let out a sharp breath as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. He pushed her up against the counter and picked her up so she was sitting on the edge of the counter. He looked at her and could see the passion in her eyes. He spread her pussy lips as one finger found its way inside her.
"Landon," she breathed as she closed her eyes. He ran his finger in and out for a bit then entered a second finger. She was so wet he just had to taste her. He took his hand away and lowered his head so that she could feel his breath on her lips. He lightly touched his tongue just above her pussy and traced a path down her opening. The taste of her was so sweet he decided to delve a little deeper. She spread her legs to give him more access. He licked every inch of her sweetness and stopped to suck a liittle. As he did he slid three fingers into her tight pussy. He finger fucked her as she shivered in her delight.

"I want to put your cock in my mouth," she sighed. He looked up at her as he was licking and sucking and started ramming his fingers in just a little bit harder and faster. She arched her back as he took his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue. His tongue went into her hole so easily and felt so good she just wanted to scream. She could feel it build up within her and she knew she was going to cum.

"Please don't stop, please, Landon, make me cum," she whispered. He looked up at her and smiled. He knew she was close and he couldn't wait to taste it. He kept sucking and licking and tongue fucking her until he finally felt her body convulse and knew he was about to taste the very sweetness of her.
And finally, it came; dripping out of her pussy. Landon eagerly put his lips to her and licked all of her sweetness as she moaned all of her delight. She grabbed ahold of his head and pushed it between her legs. All of the things she had spent hours dreaming about were finally happening and she didn't want it to ever stop.
As she felt herself relaxing, she looked into Landon's eyes as he backed away with a smile.
"Have you been waiting for that," he asked.
"For way too long," Kylene replied. "But there's something else I've been waiting to do also."

With that statement, she slid off the counter and kissed Landon long and hard. He took her in his arms and kissed her with all the passion he had felt for her since the day she came into work to interview. He drew away and looked at her; moisture, a combination of sweat and steam covering her body. He grabbed her hand and stepped into the shower.
Kylene let the water cascade down her body. Landon watched as the water ran down from her hair, over her shoulders, down over her breasts with her nipples asking to be kissed, down those hips and the curve of her ass. Several times he had pictures her naked but the reality was even better then what he had imagined.

He reached out and brushed his hands on her neck and grabbed her tits just hard enough to make her gasp. She looked down to see his dick, hard as a rock, asking to be touched. She reached down and just traced, with her fingertips, an invisible line from the base all the way to the tip. She wrapped her hand around his hardness and looked into his eyes just as he closed them and sighed. She reached up and turned the shower head a little off to the side.

Kylene looked into Landon's eyes and said, "It's my turn to taste you."
With that she knelt down and took all of him into her mouth. He reached out to brace himself against the wall of the shower as she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. She wrapped her tongue around his shaft and she slowly pulled her head back so he could feel the sensation with every inch of his dick.
"Please put it back in your mouth," Landon said pleadingly.

Kylene took his rock hard cock in her hands and rubbed hard, yet slow, grabbing at the base and massaging all the way to the tip. She put it back in her mouth and proceeded to suck and lick until he thought he couldn't take it anymore. All of a sudden she stood up, turned off the water and grabbed his hand. She led him into the bedroom, both of them still dripping from the shower and pushed him down on the bed.

She crawled on top of him and grabbed two silk scarves hanging by the bed.
"You trust me, right," she asked...

"Ding Dong" rang the door bell. I scurried to answer the door and was greeted by Cathy, my mom's friend. I was surprised because my mom was on a trip to england. Cathy is 29, single, very short with large breasts and an equally wholesome ass and ever so slightly overweight, so i was a little attracted to her. She said that she needed to stay over for a night because the heating in her house was malfunctioning. I reluctantly agreed and let her in.

She said she only needed the couch to crash on for 1 or 2 days and I reassured her that it was okay. As she was setting her stuff up in the living room, Jingles our family cat jumped out at Cathy, causing her to trip and fall. I heard the commotion and quickly apologized to Cathy. After a lot of moaning Cathy tried to walk but she just couldn't "it hurt her ankle too much". I picked Cathy up and placed her on the sofa.

I quickly got a hard on after seeing her exposed cleavage and erect nipples when she was on the floor. I apologized again and got some ice for her bruised, swollen ankle. She asked me if i would hold the ice to her ankle and I agreed getting hornier by the second because i would be in between her legs. We sat for a while and watched the hockey game and i sneaked peaks of her tits in her white turtle neck.

When she fell asleep i could not help but to squeeze her tits. I got carried away just like a 19 year old should and took my pants off and started to masturbate. Suddenly Cathy woke up and i just froze. That momemt felt like 1000 years. Then, slowly cathy reached for my cock and just tenderly played with it. She got really excited. She got on her knees on the floor and started to jerk me off. I was amazed that this was actually happening.

I told that she had to suck my cock if she wanted to stay the night. She quickly placed my cock in her mouth and just enjoyed it. She truly enjoyed sucking my dick. I felt like i was in heaven. I had cathy sucking my dick and i was sitting there trying to watch the hockey game at the same time. She sucked and i orgasmed. She sucked more and i orgasmed more. Soon i ran out of sperm and just had dry orgasms.

I decided she had been a good girl and turned her around and on her back and fucked the shit out of her. We must have fucked and sucked for 10 - 15 hours until we collapsed out of exhaustion. The next morning i awoke to cathy riding my cock. I told her to get off and suck it. we continued this for the rest of the day, playing with each other.

I still see Cathy often. Whenever we meet we get into a quiet place and she sucks my cock with true devotion and skill.

Arriving home a week before ‘The Blast of 2007’, we were hit with 25” in an unpredicted snowstorm. It was massive, fatal, and of monumental proportions for our area. Seeing as we are in the southern region and the temperature never gets below 35 usually, nobody expected it, not even my parents who used to live in Michigan.

Not starting my new job in my native town of Berkshire, I had called three friends I grew up with. One was engaged to a guy I didn’t know, another was almost married with a child, and Kip was always looking for a date for the weekend.

I was looking to go out clubbing. Lisa, who was engaged, was available to go because her fiancé Mike was out of town. Lisa and I liked each other; we got along well. We both played sports at the same school and were in two musicals together. Right out of high school we did two more before I left town for a so-called new career which didn’t pan out.

I’m Johnson Triplett and Lisa’s parents and my parents never got along; neither of us understood why. Regardless, despite their objections, she and I always went out and had a good time before her fiancé was apart of the picture and I moved away.

It started snowing early Friday afternoon. IT was coming down heavy to begin with but before we knew it, two inches had fallen and I just arrived to her apartment. Waiting and looking outside, the snow was getting thicker and thicker. After waiting a half hour, 4 inches had fallen.

Yelling back to Lisa, I asked her if she had looked outside. She said she hadn’t and I told her to take a look. She was surprised and screamed out, as if she’d never seen anything like it before.

Walking out, Lisa wasn’t dressed. She had on a pair of undies and a tee. I thought it was odd she’d prance around like that even though she and I were good friends. I stared at her as if I hadn’t seen a girl’s body or her body before. She smiled but said she didn’t know if she wanted to go out sue t the weather.

I rather agreed with her, but I said I should get home. We turned on the TV and there was a Level 2 driving advisory stating no driving unless absolutely necessary. I looked to my right, Lisa was smiling.

Man did she look enticing all of a sudden. Lisa isn’t a goddess. Lisa isn’t a pageant queen. But what Lisa is could be considered above those two aspects. Lisa liked me a lot more then I ever knew it.

She’s short standing 5’ 5” I think. She wasn’t too much into exercise but she did walk often for the heck of it and she didn’t overindulge in food. So in essence, she was chubby and she was happy and she told me something out of the ordinary which struck me odd. She told me in a round about way, her fiancé Mike suggested she get on a diet. If he loved her why would he care? I wondered a lot about that.
Why is she marrying him if he cares so much about her appearance or weight? She’s been like that since high school, so she looked chubby all the way through school. That’s the way Lisa is.

But Lisa is very pretty. She has pretty curly, kinky type hair. She keeps it tamed as much as possible, which isn’t easy. But it looks awesome on her. She’s sweet, fun, and a little devil so to speak. She loves being romantic if the guy she’s with feels right to her.

Looking at her tits as she looks at me, I don’t notice her smile and the fact I’ve been caught ‘peeking’ at her boobs. In fact, she has NFO’s or ‘Nipple Freak Out’s’ going on. Her nipples are rock hard and are so noticeable through her thin tee she’s wearing.

With a smile I ask her “Ummm do ya always parade around guys ya know well in undies and shirts like that?” She breaks out laughing because she’s been watching my face while it has lit up.

“Well what I’m wearing doesn’t bother you Johnson. I didn’t know I needed to be dressed for you. I thought we were good friends.”

I laughed and looked at her face finally. She was smiling smugly knowing I got my fill and it didn’t bother her a bit. “It’s neat outside, let’s go for a walk. Mike has a pair of snow boots here you could wear. Come on, let’s go” she said tugging at my arm. I’ll put on clothes too so you don’t have to look any longer” giggling at my situation.

I told her no, I liked how she looked right then, and there. She knew I was teasing and turned to face me and wiggled her upper body at me, emphasizing her boobs. “So you wanna stare longer. I’m not sexy Johnson, I’m just Lisa.”

Making a slip of the tongue, I said “That’s not true Lisa. I think you are.” Of course wearing what she had on didn’t hurt either. I don’t think I would have said that if she was wearing sweat pants and a sweat shirt, but what the heck it was Lisa. She and I wouldn’t do something like that; were just buddies.

Agreeing to take a walk in the blizzard might have been stupid. After 5 minutes, both were plastered by driving, blowing, and partially wet snow. Johnson wasn’t fit to go out. He didn’t have all the right clothing. Mike’s clothes wouldn’t fit Johnson. Johnson was three inches taller then Mike.

Heading back to her apartment, she was freezing, he was freezing, and wet, and both needed to dry off, change into dry clothes, and get warm. What was worse was they lost electricity. The lights didn’t work, the hot water was going out, and they were freezing. Not having enough blankets, Lisa offered a solution.

“Hey, I know this is wild, but ya wanna crawl under my blankets in my bed? I’ll keep my distance. You can try to wear some of Mike’s pajamas but I know they are going to be small on you. What do you want? What do ya think Johnson?”

“Like is this an invitation to have sex Lisa” I asked myself. She asked me what I was thinking. It was evident I had something on my mind. “Is that a smart thing to do” I asked her.

“What do you mean? I’m engaged Johnson, I’m not gonna fool around. Besides were just buddies aren’t we? We’re not gonna do anything. I wasn’t planning on it. It’s cold in her. I can take off the covers and we can cover up with them out here and watch the snow come down in here.”

I agreed to that but shouldn’t have. I should have gone along with her original innocent suggestion of lying under her covers in her bed. Either way, it was an interesting experience.

Even my undies were wet. When I told her I was soaked to the bone, she played me and toyed with the idea I was soaked. “Hop in the shower and get washed up. I won’t peek I promise.”

“Darn, I joked, I wish you said you would.” Her face looked at me as if she thought I was half serious.

“Johnson, are you suggesting what I think you are suggesting? I know there was a time when I was attracted to you. You knew that too. But times have changed; I don’t have those feelings any more.” I doubted her on that. Somehow the idea when she walked out in a tee and panties only earlier, made me think otherwise.

Pausing and second guessing myself on whether or not I should dispute that claim, finally I spoke up. “Lisa, I think” and I paused a moment. “I think we do like each other. I think we like each other a lot more then friends still. In fact, I think if we looked at one another” as I stared off at the snow through her porch window, “you and I would become very romantic and very intimate with each other.”

There was complete silence. I looked through the corner of my eye and she hadn’t moved. She stared directly out into the snow storm. “Well, what do you think Lisa, am I right?”

“Yeah you are right; I would have sex with you. Wanna kiss Johnson. We can see what happens. I mean this is romantic and all with the snow, you, me, and a blanket.”

Cold as I was, somehow I heated up. I was warm all over. I was excited and energized. I wanted to feel her lips, but I wanted to feel her in a lot more places too.

I reached over, pulled her against me as I got a feel for her body. She felt nice, warm, soft, and cuddly. I liked how her plump chubby frame felt. “Lisa, this is nice. I like how we feel together, what about you?”
“Yeah me too” and that’s all she said looking out the window still. I was looking and trying to read her face. It was blank. I think it was time to make a move; it was time to take it to the next step.

Turning towards her I began to kiss her, but she took me down. She laid me out. She pressed her chunky and sexy frame against me, kissing me heavily. Her tongue would start going into my mouth, but pull out. She wouldn’t completely French me. I think she was a lot more turned on then what she did.

“Lets get completely naked Johnson, okay?”

“Huh, what, like what are you doing? You wanna get it on already?”

It was getting colder already in the apartment. They aren’t well insulated. Just as we got naked and started kissing without clothes on, calls started coming in. She stood up, walked to the phone completely undressed, and I looked at her chubby ass, soft belly, and stout tits, and I was all smiles.

She looked at me looking at her and maybe she was embarrassed. She turned away from me. I looked at her large ass delightfully, and then I looked at her thick legs. God did I wanna eat her up. I stood up. I walked to her and stood by her while she talked to one of our old friends, I began rubbing her thighs and ass. She swatted my hand and smiled at me.

I did it some more. She hopped away from me, almost giggling while again swatting at my hand. Then I stepped closer, slid the side of my hand inside the creases of her ass cheeks. I amused myself and she yipped. Whoever was on the phone asked her what was going on. She said nothing. It was Heather, one of our old classmates Lisa hung around with off and on.

Heather assumed it was Mike and insisted she talk with him. I took the phone after Lisa whispered what the deal was. I told Heather to come on over, then we could have a threesome. Lisa wouldn’t mind at all. Heather questioned if it was Mike because he wouldn’t say that type of stuff. I got her to laugh about it and she considered it when it was safe to drive.

Giving the phone back to Lisa, she was amused. She continued talking while I stood behind her and rubbed her front side including her bush and thighs. Feeling the soft roll of her tummy and her hanging tits made me feel a bit horny.

My cock started to stiffen. Its slight erection bumped her ass. She turned swiftly and looked down. She said good bye to Heather and looked up at me. I smiled, she smiled, and I asked her since I was a little horny if she wanted to feel it. Hesitating, she didn’t answer immediately.

Finally she touched it with her finger tips. Just as she was going to grab it, I think, another call came in. It was Mike. She grabbed hold of it, answering the phone, and let go of it as she said “Hi honey, how are you?”

“No I’m fine but we have a snow storm here. I friend and I are holed up here. We lost heat, and umm well she and I are watching the blizzard. Have you heard about it yet?”

My cock went limp again. She saw it go limp, and lost her train of thought when speaking to Mike. “Huh, pardon me, what was that again honey?” I don’t know what he asked her, but she being distracted was annoying him. “My diets fine; I lost another pound today. When are you going to be home by the way? I wouldn’t expect you anytime soon, there’s already maybe 8 inches on the ground.”

I tried whispering to her. She was getting upset. She lost interest in me I think. I didn’t ‘play’ with her while she was on the phone. She said goodbye to him and apologized to me. Standing naked she was shivering. I took her hand and we walked over to the window and covered up under her blankets.

I didn’t care at that point. I was going to have her regardless. I covered up under the blankets and searched out her body in the dark. I began kissing her tits, but she stopped me and told me don’t.

I ran my hand across her curly, kinky hair. Ignoring her feelings I said to her “You know I’ve always liked your hair. I think it’s nice; it’s cool.”

Then she finally kissed me. We were on our way. She placed the palm of her hand on my crotch and my limpness trying to entice it but didn’t say a word. She only looked at me. She didn’t smile. Her eyes were different. She wasn’t sad, but she wasn’t happy looking either. I didn’t say anything. I let her feel it.

I loved it, but I let her take the lead at first. Then I thought “What am I doing, go for it. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I put my hand down between her legs and felt my way around her hairy bush. I loved it. Her thick legs were sexy and a big turn on to me. She spread out her thighs so I could get inside her.

Finally she smiled and she looked right into my eyes when she did. Seeing her smile let me know we were ready to go all out and have the best sex we could possibly have. Laying her out on her back, which she let me do, I climbed over her. My dick was pretty hard at that point. With one leg on each side of her chunkier body, it wasn’t a big stretch for me to do what I wanted to do.

I slid up and down her belly and just below her boobs. As I did so, I poked my cock into her a little bit as my balls drug behind the cock. I don’t know how much that turned her on, but she smiled while I poked her or slid my cock along her chubby tummy.

Then I slid backwards and rubbed along the same area with my hands as gently as possible. Using my hands, I went closer towards her tits eventually cupping them. Lisa would not move; she would lie there resting and enjoying what I was doing. Her eyes seemed to sparkle. She really liked it.

Then the damn phone rang again. This time it was her parents. They had gone out on their snowplow and were stopping by to see her. They were outside. They were looking up at her apartment. I hit the floor so they couldn’t see me.

“Hi dad, yeah I’m safe. It’s cool. Yeah Mike didn’t make it home. I’m alone right now, but I’ll be okay.”

I crawled over away from the window and stood up. Once I was standing, I was naughty. I began trying to kiss her boobs. She let me but almost broke out giggling. So I felt her nipples, which were hard, and then went down to her ass and felt out her cheeks, sliding my hand through her ass crack at that point. She jumped sideways not expecting it.

I was having a great time; so was she I’m sure of it. She winked at me and gave me and blew me a kiss. Then she hand signaled me as she showed me a sign as if she wanted to grab my balls. I stepped up, she said goodbye to her parents, and she grabbed my limpness.

Then her damn fiancé called again. Lisa’s head rocked left to right as if completely annoyed. I know I was. They hung up. It was 9pm and I wanted to have sex. I wanted to make love all over Lisa. I wanted Lisa to just become wild and have uncontrollable sex with me too. I wanted to titty fuck her, pussy fuck her, fuck her mouth, and have a good old romantic evening in one, if that was possible.

I don’t think it is. I only think one can have it either way, but not both. “Lisa” I asked “do you like being fucked in your titties? Do you like swallowing? What do you like?”

Smiling she said “Johnson, I really don’t know. I mean yeah I like having sex. But I’ve never done anything too kinky before. I’ve never had titty sex, or anal, which I’m not sure I want to, but I have given blow jobs a lot. Do you want to be sucked off? I’ll do that for you. I’d love to if you’d like me to.”

“Wow, yeah” I thought to myself, “lets get it on!”

“Can I muff you? I’d love to taste you Lisa; can I go down on ya?”

She smiled, winked, lied out on the floor, spread out her legs so I could see her cunt, grabbed my head and said “Go for it; make me wetter then wet!”

She was a warm inside. That was cool to me. I licked and licked. She said to give her my hand. She taught me exactly where the clit was. She taught me exactly how to turn her on in that respect.
Once I began understanding that part, she was moaning and groaning. Pulling out, I began titty fucking her. Instantly without hesitating, she hopped up, skipped to the bathroom and back retrieving some oil, and poured it on her tits.

That was awesome. I slid through her channel as if I was a HobyCat on a great day of sailing. In, out, and back and forth, I was aroused, she was turned on, and I wanted to slide it further up into her mouth.

“Wanna suck me” I asked her. Having my hardness in her mouth she nodded no as she point to her pussy. I slid back, shoved my oily cock inside her wet pussy and she was on me and my cock like fire.

She was humping as soon as I was in. I was situated in a way which my cock rubbed against her clit and before either of us knew it, we were yelling, screaming, humping, banging, moaning, groaning, and pleading for more.

I came at her harder and harder. She yipped, yelled, shrieked, as I yelled out how great it all was. I watched her off and on as her body jiggled and for some reason I didn’t love it. I lusted for her body even after she and I exploded.

I wanted to make sure she was done, and instantly went in her again using my finger, but she pulled them. I apologized that I couldn’t get it up right away and she told me go in and muff her, so I did.

Man it was incredible. Her whole body vibrated and gyrated in spasms. Her beautiful chunky, sexy thighs clamped against my head and Lisa orgasmed once more. I felt like a real man that first day of ‘The Blast of 2007.’

Lying next to her, I let my fingertips trickle along her soft, gentle skin. Her body felt nice and I told her at least a half dozen times. She and I fell asleep until 4am. The snow had lightened up, but still was coming down heavily. The lights were on. The heat worked, and there were 3 messages of which 2 were from Mike on her recorder.

Damn is he annoying or what? Looking outside, I wasn’t going anywhere soon I didn’t think. Problem was Mike was. He got in to about 40 miles southwest of us and rented a blazer and drove up. However, he wouldn’t get in, thankfully until 11am. I finally got out at 10:45.

The following year, Lisa and I celebrated our one year anniversary as fuck buddies. She and Mike broke it off. She began dating another guy, just like Mike, and I finally told her what I felt.

“You know what? We should stop being fuck buddies Lisa. We should be exclusive somehow and date each other.” She liked being my fuck buddy or visa versa. She wanted to keep it that way.

My wife and I were wanting to try new things to spice up our sex life. It is not because we were bored with it, as a matter of fact, we have great sex together. My wife, Kelly, is a beautiful woman. She has long blond hair, and golden eyes. She is tall, at 5’10” and has a tremendous body measuring 36C-26-34. I am Jack. I am a handsome man, at 6’ tall with a muscular build, blond hair and deep green eyes. Together, I think we make a very good looking couple.

One day, Kelly told me she would be home late and for me to get something to eat on the way home from the gym. This action concerned me a little bit. You see, Kelly and I don’t do anything without the other, except for work and the gym. I decided it was no big deal and went to eat. At about 8:30, Kelly called. She told me that she would be home at 9:30 and she had a surprise for me. “Now, Jack,” she said, “Take a shower. Make sure you shave. Oh, and have the candles lit before I get in the house.” I agreed and tried to get some more information from her, with no success.

I went and took my shower, shave my pubes and face, and lit the candles. I also ran down to the wine cellar and got two bottles of Cabernet. I double checked everything, to make sure I had everything done. Then sat down in the living room and waited for Kelly to arrive.

Kelly pulled in to the garage at exactly 9:30. She did this to hide whatever it was that was my surprise. I went into the kitchen and poured two glasses of wine and went into the living room. While I was in kitchen, Kelly had come in the house with my surprise. When I entered the living room, I almost dropped the glasses. There in our living room stood a gorgeous woman. A couple of inches shorter than Kelly, but an awesome body. Her body was perfectly tanned, with very large breasts. I gathered myself, and said, “Hi my name is Jack.” “I know,” she said, “I’m Chloe.” I kissed my wife, and Kelly laughed, “Go get yourself a glass of wine. We will take these.” I practically sprinted into the kitchen. My cock was already getting hard. I quickly returned to the women in the living room.

We sat on the sofa for a while, talking, when Kelly told me to get up. I stood up in front of the two women, like I was told. “Take of your clothes, now.” Kelly barked. “Then take yourself and your clothes upstairs to the bedroom, and lay down on the bed..” I undressed completely. Kelly and Chloe’s eyes showed their approval, especially when my pants fell to the floor. Then, I gathered up my clothes and exited the room to go upstairs. Upon reaching the bedroom, I put my clothes down and laid down on the bed, exactly as I was ordered. My cock was totally rigid. I could only guess what the two ladies had in store for me.

After a short time, Kelly and Chloe entered the bedroom. I slowly stroked my long, 10” shaft, watching the two women undress each other. Kelly kissed me deeply. “You are going to love this,” she whispered in my ear. “Just relax and enjoy.” With that said, Chloe told me to move to the head of the bed. Kelly approached Chloe and gave her a deep kiss. I could see their tongues wiggling around their mouths. When the kiss broke, both girls turned to look at me. They both expected what they saw. Me, with my cock in my hand. Kelly slowly undressed Chloe, taking her time to lick and suck her bountiful breasts. Chloe’s nipples were very hard. Her body was incredible. As Kelly removed Chloe’s panties, She pushed her back onto the bed. Spread her legs apart and gently lapped at Chloe’s pussy. Chloe moaned in pleasure. I was totally awestruck. Watching my wife please another woman was incredible to watch. Chloe’s back arched as she came.

After her orgasm subsided, Chloe stood up and undressed Kelly. I couldn’t stop watching Chloe licking my wife perfect nipples. Chloe laid down and instructed Kelly to sit on her face. Kelly did as she was told and was rewarded with the most intense tonguing she had ever received. Kelly came quickly. Her orgasm caused her to bounce on Chloe’s beautiful face. Kelly leaned back down and reacquainted herself with Chloe’s pussy. This was the most beautiful sixty-nine I had ever witnessed. Both women came a couple of more times, before turning their attention to me.

Chloe approached me and placed a blindfold on me. The two women laid me on the bed, on my back. At once, my dick was engulfed. The pleasure was intense. Her teeth lightly scraped my shaft, as she withdrew my cock from her mouth. That same mouth , moved up my body and licked and sucked on my nipples. I could smell the musky aroma of a wet pussy, and ventured my tongue out of my mouth to find it. Jackpot! Chloe’s pussy tasted extremely sweet, and she was very wet. I lapped at her labia and nibbled and sucked on her hard clit. Chloe started coming. Her juices flowing generously. Chloe moved off of my face and easily slid on my rigid prick. I heard a slight moan from somewhere else in the room. I removed my blindfold, and saw my gorgeous wife next to the bed furiously rubbing her clit. She was sitting in a chair next to the bed watching Chloe fuck my hard member. Just seeing this brought me close to the edge. I told Chloe, I was going to cum. Then all three of us came together.

Chloe and I laid on the bed. Kelly came over to join us. After a little while, Chloe got up and dressed. “Thank you,” she said, “That was absolutely wonderful. We will have to do it again sometime.” She leaned over and kissed Kelly, then kissed me. Chloe, then excused herself and left. My cock had already started getting hard before Chloe had ever left. Kelly slowly leaned down and began to lick and suck on my shaft. After a few minutes, she rose up and kissed me hard and deep. Her tongue swirled around inside my mouth. As the kiss broke, I could see in her eyes, like she could see in mine, that we wanted to fuck. I shoved my rock hard cock deep inside her in one motion. I picked up a feverish pace plunging deep in her pussy with every stroke. Kelly came quickly, orgasm after orgasm rocked through her beautiful body. After a couple of orgasms, I slowed my pace. Kelly reached under and played with my balls and taint. I was getting very close to coming at this point. I told Kelly I was close. Just then, Kelly shoved two fingers in my ass. I came instantly. More powerful than I had ever had before. “That was incredible,” I told Kelly. “I love you.” “I am glad you enjoyed it,” she replied. “I have been planning this for weeks.” I kissed her gently. In my mind, was trying to think of ways to return the favor.

For days, I thought about how to repay Kelly for the other night. That is when it hit me. I remembered last week, when we were watching a porn movie. She got extremely turned on at the part where the was one girl and three guys. This gave me an idea. On Friday, I took off early from work and went down to the old watering hole from my single days. I was there maybe fifteen minutes, when Steve and Mike walked in. They saw me and immediately came over. I bought them a round, and we talked. The subject quickly turned to sex. They were both single and proud of it. “Are you still single, Jack?” Mike asked. “No, I am happily married now,” I replied, “for three years.” “I didn’t know Happily Married existed,” Steve said, “How often do you and your wife have sex?” “At least once a day,” I replied. “Here, I have a picture.” Both men whistled their approval. “She is smoking’,” said Steve. Mike easily agreed. I told them my plan over the next thirty minutes. By the time I was done, both men and myself were ready to do it. It was now 5:30 PM, and I told the to be at my place at 8:00. We all shook hands and left the bar.

I rushed home and started dinner for my beautiful wife. I retrieved a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc from the cellar and dressed for the night. Kelly arrived home right on schedule. Not 10 minutes after she arrived, we had sat down to eat. We talked about the typical “How was your day?” and all that. When I stood up and handed her a note, her facial expression changed. It was almost a look of shock. All the note said was:

Do exactly as I tell you!! No Questions!! As soon as you are done with dinner, you will go upstairs, take a bath, and put on your white lingerie. If you do this, you will be greatly rewarded.

I turned 19 last summer. I've been babysitting long time ago, so I've had a great rep with the families around here. About 2 years ago, I started working for this snobbish rich family, 2 babys, girls, and a marriage on the rocks.

But before I get into what happened one amazing fall night, let me tell you about myself. I'm tall, about 5'9", and weigh around 145. I'm a swimmer, so I'm strong for a girl, and I tan amazingly well, thanks to my Greek heratige. I have short, choppy brown hair, almost to my shoulders, that's loaded with highlights from the pool. I'm curvy, with a nice ass, and fantastic rack - a 36DD, and I think I need to upgrade! I'm a size 10 in jeans, thanks to my hips, but I'm toned, thanks to my sport.

So back to this family. Like I said, they were rich, and snobs, but they were both incredibly attractive, and had 2 gorgeous little girls. The husband, Mr. Anderson, was especially attractive. He was an athelete, tall and lean, balding a bit, but in that sexy professor sort of way. He didn't have a lot of hair on his body, which I had always thought was sexy. Large, almond shaped eyes were set beautifully on his face, which would be kind, as well as smoldering at the same time. His wife was petite, but gaining wait - but it's not like this story concerns her, anyway.

So for the past 2 years, the Anderson's date nights had been exactly the same. I'd get to their house around 6:30, make dinner for the girls, and they'd crash around 8. For 2 years, the Andersons had NEVER been home before, or after midnight. It was always right on the dot. This never ceased to amaze me, as their daughters were just as punctual. Bedtime was bedtime, and they never got up in the middle of the night, or made a single sound after I tucked them in.

After the first year, I was practically a member of the family. I knew where everything was in the house, I cleaned and cooked; I was really more of an au pair than anything. But getting to know the family, meant gettingto know the secrets - something I was never hesitant to do.

I started snooping thru their draws and closets at night when the girls were asleep. I couldn't believe that someone as gorgeous as Mr. Anderson wasn't a sexual being, so I was determined to find something that proved it. The first night proved fruitless, and I was too chicken to really look around. But the second night, I struck gold.

I found a book of karma sutra, and a journal that they had kept about their sex life. It was bland from the Mrs. opinion, but when Mr. Anderson wrote about their sex, I felt like I was reading something from a holy book. Reading, in his sensual handwriting what he did to his wife, and what he thought about while he was doing, it always turned me on. I'd find myself slipping my fingers into my jeans, and lightly touching myself as I read their bedroom secrets.

It took a few more months to find anything else really good. A bottle of lube. I even found a pair of handcuffs, but it seemed that that was the kinkiest that the Anderson's ever got. I started imagining the Mrs. as a prude, who only liked it missionary style, and scoffed at her husbands eclectic sexual fantasies. I found myself fantasizing about the same things as Mr. Anderson wrote - replacing her name with my own, imaginging my own body writhing in pleasure as he licked his way from my nipples, down my stomach, to my tender clit. I was not a virgin, but my first boyfriend (and first sex) hadn't been that great, but what I was reading in Mr. Anderson's journal made me crave what he gave this woman who was unappreciative.

However, the most amazing thing I ever found was a Jackrabbit vibrator. It was titanium, one that I knew had cost a fortune. It was silver, with multiple speeds and settings, rotating, twisting, vibrating, pulsing. I moaned as I held the Rabbit in my hands, imagining it's smoothe surface slipping between my wet lips, filling my tight cunt, and fucking me senseless. Even more tho, I imagined Mr. Anderson fucking me with his own wife's toy.

Near the fall of my second year, I had begun to get creative while I babysat. I would masturbate thruought the house, knowing they wouldn't even walk thru the door till midnight. I masturbated in their bed, making myself cum on their egyptian cotton sheets, as i used her jackrabbit to pleasure myself. I sat on their bathroom counter, using an electric toothbrush on my clic, bracing my feet against the opposite wall, and biting lip to prevent myself from screaming his name as I orgasmed. It was also around this time that their marriage began to fal apart. Mr. Anderson never talked about it, but I knew a divorce was impossible - their social status relied on it, and they would never go so low as to break that image. However, they each had seperate cars, and while they still went to the theatre together, they drove there seperatly.

One evening, they had left for an opera in the city. I was extremely horny, and even managed to get the girls into bed a bit early. I went straight into the Anderson's bedroom, and rammed that wonderful vibrator into my hot pussy. I pulled my blouse open, tweaking my large dark nipples as I bucked my hips against the vibrating bunny. I slide down between the bed and the wall, my feet in the air, my hips going mad, moaning as softly as I could as I tweaked my nipples and fucked myself. I felt my body shudder as I hit my first orgasm, clasping my thighs tightly around the JackRabbit, and grabbing the sheets above me as I shudderedin climax.

I laid there only a moment, and moved into the kitchen, tiptoing past the girls room, the Rabbit still in my pussy. I could feel my girl cum sliding down my thighs, and I made a mental note to stop a bit early, so I could clean up the messy trail I knew I was making. I glanced around the kitchen and dining room area, deciding where I wanted to masturbate first, when I realzied that I had yet to cum on the kitchen counter. I smirked to myself as I made my way into their brightly lit, expensive kitchen.

I pulled myself up onto the counter, and propped my feet onto the island, only a few feet away from me. I realized how perfect this spot was for me, as my head rested lightly on the cabinets behind me, and my legs could open as wide as they needed, without me needing to worry about a slip. I tugged my jeans off, letting them fall to the floor, a first for me. I usually just left them around my ankles, but I was so anxious to imagine Mr. Anderson fucking me against the counter, that I wanted as little clothes on my body as possible. I twisted my panties off and pulled the Rabbit from my pussy. I ran my hand thru my soaked lips, feeling the sexy wetness against my completely hairless twat, and with a slight moan of his name, shoved his wifes vibrator deep into my tight cunt.

I started slowly, rotating the little love machine around my pussy, feeling my clit buzz in excitment. I let outa shuddering sigh, imagining his tongue against my clit, his hands grasping my thighs, as he burried his face in my twat. I grabbed my tits as I imagined him doing so, then pulled my shirt from my straigning bust, leaving my bra on, turned on by the sight of my own buxom chest.

I started to pick up the pace, pushing the buttons to higher levels, as I put the little Rabbit to work. I moaned his name, wanting to badly for his wife's expensive toy to be his own thick cock. I wriggled, reaching my next orgasm, slipping my free hand into my bra to pull my nipples as I whispered his name.... only to experiance shock, as I heard him whisper mine in return. I was so deeply into my orgasm, that I barely realized that it wasn't a fantasy, he was actually standing beside me. I yelped, the JackRabbit falling from my pussy. It would have hit the ground had Mr. Anderson not caught it.
"Emily?" said Mr. Anderson.
"Y-Yes?" I stammered. I couldn't believe what was happening. As much as the thought of fucking him had turned me on, I was suddenly terrified of the man standing next to me, switching off the vibrator that I had been fucking myself with, moments before.
"Do you care to explain what you're doing making love to my wife's vibrator, on her kitchen counter, saying my name?"

My jaw dropped. Suddenly, my libido kicked back in, and I was hungry to kiss him, to pull his toned body against my own, and wrap my legs around him. I wanted to melt into his skin, to feel him fuck me in every position in the Karma Sutra book. I blinked a few times, and licked my lips, pressing my hand to my chest. I realized, then, that I was naked, and blushed, feeling the heat crawl up my chest.
"Mr. Anderson, I--I didn't think you'd be home so soon, I didn't think--Oh, oh, my god where is Mrs. Anderson?!" My eyes wide in terror, I rememmbered his wife, and braced myself for her to storm thru the front door.
"We faught", he said simply. He lifted my leg from the island, and I tensed up, waiting for what would come next, hoping he would do what i had imagined.

He glanced up at my face as he positioned his body in front of mine, letting my leg fall back to the island, so my thighs were on either side of his hips.
"I don't believe Mrs. Anderson will be coming home tonight", he whispered, sliding his hands down my thighs, grasping my hips, and pulling me close to him for a kiss.
I felt myself moan into his mouth, the softest velvet I had ever felt. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him tighter to my body, as I ran my hands down his chest, took his hands, and led them to my throbbing pussy.

"Take me now", I murmered, then cried out, as he rammed the Rabbit back into my pussy. I had forgotten all about the toy when he walked in, then was glad he had caught it. He slwoly fucked me with the Rabbit, not even turning it on, leaning away from me to watch my face as I reached orgasm. He reached behind me and unclaspd my bra, freeing my tits, then groaning out loud.
"Oh Christ Em... you don't know how long I've wanted to see your gorgeous tits", and with that, he bent down, and bit and licked my nipples, as he continued to fuck me with his wife's vibrator.
I couldn't beleive what was happening. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling the Rabbit tighter into my pussy, my hands roaming thru his hair, and down his neck. I felt myself reaching climax, and tld him to stop. He lifted his head from my chest, and quirked his eyebrow.
"Fuck me, Mr. Anderson. In your wife's bed."

He smirked, then easily lifted me from the counter. He carried me into their bedroom, and laid me onto their bed. I pulled the rabbit from my cunt - it was covered with my juices. He shocked me as he leaned forward, and licked it clean. Seeing a man lick something so phallus like turned me on, and I moaned, pulling him on top of me as I kissed him hard, tasting myself on his lips.
I bit his lip, and murmered, "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this". He bit me back and replied, "Oh, I imagine it's about the same amount of time I've been wanting it."
That pushed me over the edge. I rolled us over, straddled his crotch, feeling his huge member throb between us. I pulled his shrit off, and began to work on his pants. He grabbed my hands, murmered something about slowing down. I told him I couldn't wait, that I needed his cock in me then and now. That seemed to get his attenion.

He rolled me back onto my back, and practically ripped off his pants and boxers. He spread my legs apart, and positioned himself between them. "Like this?" he asked, looking into my eyes. I couldn't believe what was happening. I glanced between us at his 8 inch cock, back up to his eyes, and said "Fuck me, baby."
Mr. Anderson let out a grunt, and slammed his cock into me. My back arched, my mouth opened, and my hands gripped the sheets beside me. I wrapped my legs around him, feeling his girth and length fill me up like no toy ever could. I moaned his named, grabbed his shoulders, and begged him to fuck me.

He never seemed to loose stamina. Pumping himself furiously inside me, he leaned over me, kissing me hard, sucking my tongue and lips as he fucked my tight pussy. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter, my juices flowing down our thighs, and soaking his marital bed. He leaned his head down, biting my breasts, and pulling my nipples into his mouths, tweaking them with his teeth as he pounded away. I reached between us, seraching for my clit, so used to the need to figner myself while being fucked, then realized I had no need to play with my clit. It was as if the mere weight of his body was enough to turn me on.
"Oh, GOD, fuck me HARDER!" I cried, pulling him deeper into me, panting and moaning, my chest heaving, sweat dripping off my chin.

"Fuck, Emily, you're so tight, Oh... Oh... JESUS" he moaned and grunted, the noises he made, pure animalistic as he fucked me. It was tender and hardcore, all at the same time. His grunts and my cries, the fire that burst between us as he bit my nipples and pulled my hair, as I cried out his name, and scratched his back with my nails.
I felt myself reaching orgasm, and caught my breath, saying "I want you to fuck me from behind. Please, Please, oh god, fuck me from behind!"
Mr. Anderson pulled out, and expertly flipped me onto my stomach. He grabbed my hips, pulled me to my hands and knees, and teased me. He rubbed my slit with his cock, and I moaned, crying out loud, begging him to fuck me.

"God Damn you're the best ass I've ever had, Emily." And he rammed me.

I cried out again, grabbing my tits, and pulling them hard, saying his name over and over again as he fucked me. He grabbed my hips, usign them to ram me even harder, grunting out my name and saying what a fucking tight pussy I had. He reached between us, and started furiously flicking my clit. That drove me over the edge.

I reached my orgasm, my whole body shuddering. I felt like I was crawling out of my skin, my face pressed against the soft sheets, feeling Mr. Anderson fuck me hard, filling my tight pussy with his huge cock. I moaned again, feeling that rush as I cam, squirting onto his stiff dick, my juices running down my legs, leaving me sticky and used.
Mr. Anderson slowed down, and I flipped back onto my back, not skipping a beat. Impressed, he leaned down to suck on my lips, but I refused. "Let me blow you" I said, practically begging. He didn't refuse.

Pulling his raging cock from my aching pussy, still buzzing from my orgasm, I pulled all of him into my mouth, sucking my juices from his cock. It turned me on more than fucking him, and I sucked him as hard as i could, reaching around to grab his ass, to pull deep into my mouth, and moaning as he hit the back of my throat. He grabbed my hair, and cried out my name. "Oh FUCK, EM! FUCK!" He humped my head, kneeling there on the bed, and I just kept sucking him as hard as I could. He reached down and began tweaking my nipples, as I started fingering my pussy. I couldn't believe how wet I was, and I soon came again.

I couldn't believe that Mr. Anderson still hadn't cum. He asked if we could try something special, and if I would mine going into 69.
I winked at him, pushed him backwards, andspun around, straddling his face as I continued to work his cock. No sooner had I pulled him into my mouth than I started moaning again, as his expert tongue and lips began to suck and pull and play with my clit. I pulled him from my mouth, telling him to suck me hard when he was about to cum, and he spanked me in response. He slipped his fingers inside me, as I grabbed his balls. He tongued me like mad, while I swirled my own tongue around his swollen head. I suddenly felt him pull extra hard on my clit, and I let loose, feeling my 5th orgasm rock my body as I i clamped my lips down around his dick.

I was in shock as I felt his hot cum fill my mouth. Lowering my lips, I let him cum down my throat, swallowing everything, and sucking him harder, pumping his cock with my left hand as I continued to suck his head. He moaned and sighed against me, which drove me insane. I moaned his name ashis cock filled my mouth, both of us eager to vocalize our orgasms. He kept licking and sucking my cunt, and I kept sucking his dick, until we were both done and spent.

He grabbed my hips, and pulled me right on top of him, as I straddled his hips, pulling onto his chest for comfort.

As Mr. Anderson stroked my hair, and kissed my lips, catching his breath as I struggled to regian my own, he murmered hoarsley, "So, Em... you still charging the same?" I laughed thru my ragged breathes, murmed "Not in your dreams", and rolled onto my back, waiting to catch my breath so we could do it all again.

It's been a good night.

You've been up and down Bourbon Street and must have stopped at a half a dozen bars or more, staying just long enough at each one to have a few drinks and meet a different guy. You've had fun because you've been able to convince most of your new friends to have a slow dance with you so that you could get close and feel their body against yours and their hands on you.

But now you're tired and decide to head back to the hotel. As you walk, you begin to realize just how horny all that close contact has made you. You start to think about how good it would feel to have a dick inside your swollen, wet pussy. You close your eyes for a few seconds and think about how it must look from behind the guy as he's fucking you. You imagine your cunt opening up like a hungry mouth to accept the head of his dick and then swallowing it whole. You start to get really excited as you picture in your mind the shaft disappearing inside you until all that remains outside are his balls and then the shaft reappearing as he pulls back revealing a dick, slick and shiny with your pussy juices.

You're almost back at the hotel and the cacophonous noise of New Orleans in full party mode is subsiding in the distance. You're enjoying the relative quiet of the city street when suddenly the calm is broken by the sound of a motorcycle approaching from behind. You look over your shoulder to see a guy on a big Harley cruising slowly down the street looking for a place to park. As he passes by, you come to a complete stop and watch him. His dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail and falls to just below his broad shoulders. Even in the low light you can see details of his face and you like what you see. He has a a firm proud jaw that is covered by a 3 day stubble of beard, and you are mesmerized by his coal black eyes that seem to be staring right through you. He smiles and you're hooked. He continues on up the street for about hal