The Meadow

I stand at the balcony watching the morning sun peek behind the clouds. The creek below me is alive with sound and I watch the sun awaken it with glistening color. Every flash of the reflections fills me with contentment. The sound of the birds singing their songs allows my mind to wander and wonder. A rustle behind me lets me know that you are not a dream. I turn and look at you.

Your hair spilling over your face fills me with want, When I think of laying next to you I am filled with a desire that burns. Your quiet slumber is interrupted by deep sighs and I stand here wondering if your dreams are filled with yesterday.

It was just another day of arriving at our cabin for the weekend. We had both worked too many hours and were so looking forward to this long weekend alone. No phones or outside distractions. Just the two of us alone. We unloaded the car and put the food and clothes away. We put fresh sheets on our bed and I remember looking at you and kidding you about making it up as we both knew that it was going to be torn apart later. A light lunch followed filled with talk and laughter. I remember I was mesmerized by your eyes glistening with pleasure as they looked out the window. The sun was shining and there was a light breeze blowing and I could tell you wanted to be out in it. It didn't take us long to do the dishes and I still remember the kiss that was so filled with promise you gave me as we finished.

When I suggested that we go for a walk, I remember chuckling to myself as you found my hand and led me out the door. Closing the door behind me, I feel you pulling me towards the creek. The sun shines and glistens as the water tumbles over the rocks. The meadow in front of our cabin is filled with the aroma and beauty of the spring flowers. We walk hand in hand towards the sound. I still remember your kiss and your arm pulling me to you as we stop. Your tongue finding mine as we cleave together.

I pull you down and lay you on the soft spring blooms. Our embrace is broken and I look you deeply in your eyes. Your love washing over me. I softly mouth that I love you and clamp my mouth over yours. My tongue finds yours and our passion and desire is overwhelming. I am in need, but your need is greater. I wrap an arm around you and pull you towards me tightly as our kiss seems to last an eternity. I feel your hands playing over my back. Your leg sliding over mine and wrapping around my own as you pull me tighter to you.

My hand slides down your back and rubs against your cheeks. A soft moan fills our kiss as I feel your passion building. As I shift our bodies so you are on your back, I break our kiss and look you deep in your eyes. The need in them fires me and consumes me. My hand slides down your chest to your jeans and unbuttons them. I feel your hands pulling at my shirt and I stop and pull it over my head. Your shirt soon follows and I watch as the light breeze tightens your nipples. I look down at you and feel amazed that this beautiful woman could love me.

I let my hand trace the outline of each breast as I watch your face. Your eyes slightly closed as the sun radiates off your golden skin. Leaning down I kiss you lightly on the lips and with a flick of my tongue I kiss my way down your cheek and nuzzle at your neck. I take your ear lobe between my lips and give it a gentle pull, Letting go I whisper in your ear that I am going to be tasting every inch of you. My lips trail down your neck. My tongue flicking and playing ever so slowly. My hand cups your breast and I feel your hardened nipple against my palm as I give it a gentle squeeze. My searching mouth finds your breast and I slowly encircle your nipple with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth. My tongue flicking over and around it. I feel your hand on my neck pulling me tighter against you as your back arches slightly.

I let go of your breast and let my hand trail down the outline of your side. My hand slides inside of the hem of your panties and I feel the soft dew forming. I watch as your hands unzip your jeans and push them hurriedly down. My mouth lets go of your breast my lips pulling on your nipple. My hand slides down over your wetness and I feel your soft lips part slightly. My mouth lightly sucking and my tongue flicking over your soft skin snakes its way down your chest and over the curve of your tummy. My finger dips inside and I can feel the warm moisture inviting me in. I hear your moan as my mouth finds your nub and sucks gently. My tongue flits over it as my finger begins to massage each fold. I feel your hands on my head guiding me. Your sighs and moans telling me what you need when.

My hardness is straining inside my pants and when I feel that your orgasm is close I slow down my tongue and fingers letting your arousal plateau and hold you just on the edge. I stop completely and kneel between your legs. I grab your jeans and panties and pull them the rest of the way off.

I watch as you sit up and kiss me deeply and your hands unzip my jeans. Your hand reaches inside and pulls my cock out. It strains against your hand. You break our kiss and bend forward engulfing me completely. I let out a low groan of pleasure as your work your mouth up and down with your tongue swirling around the crown. My God...I am so close to cumming I scream and I pull my cock out of your mouth and turn your around.

With you on your hands and knees I grab the base of my cock and slide it slowly between your thighs and run the head over your engorged clit till I hear you tell to please just fuck you. Not being able to hold back I position the tip of my cock between your soft lips and just slide the tip inside. You warmth draws me in deeper and I bury myself completely feeling the walls of your moistness surround me. I listen to your low moan as I grab your hips and begin thrusting with increased fervor. With each back stroke I see your juices glistening in the sun off the shaft of my cock. I let my hands massage the roundness of your ass and give you a small slap on your cheek. I feel you wanting more and I rub the sting. Slap! once more my hand finds your pink flesh. Your moans increase, spurring me on. I feel my orgasm approaching fast. Your tightness is so amazing. I slow down and lean over you my hand reaches under you and begins to rub back and forth over your clit. Your moans fill my ears and I know you are close. I increase my tempo trying to match your movements so we orgasm together. I feel you grind back against me as your breath starts coming in short gasps. I feel your pussy begin to spasm and I listen to a deep guttural groan come from you .

I can't take it anymore and I feel my orgasm begin deep inside me traveling through my loins until my cock twitches and bathes you in my hot white juices. My back arches and with each twitch more of my juices enter you. Our mixed juices spilling over and making our thighs slick with our shared passion. Collapsing together still locked together. holding each other until our breathing begins to return to normal. I tell you how much I love you.....

I turn around and take a sip of my coffee letting you dream and rest. I think of our afternoon together and how my love for you consumes me. The sun is a little higher now and is flashing off of the distant mountains. I hear a sigh, and turn, thinking you are awake and caught my thoughts.

You slumber on.

There is a smile that you wear when you sleep that is a pure joy to me. Your body outlined by the blankets draws me to you. I wonder if this is a dream or did I finally find what I am looking for.

The answer is so simple...

-Anonymous

Office Sex

We backed toward my desk. She unbuttoned my shirt and I stuck one hand up underneath her dress, stroking the folds of her pussy gently. Alora rarely wore panties and today was no exception. She was incredibly wet. I felt her spread her legs so I obligingly inserted two fingers into her dripping sex, making her moan with pleasure and melt against my bare chest as I pumped her slowly. My fingers searched deep inside her. I curved them hard against her pussy walls and she gasped as I hit her g-spot. Soon she was grinding herself against my fingers and working her way to a giant orgasm. I kept fingering her, harder and harder, eventually putting three fingers inside her pussy and ramming her g-spot in just the way I knew she liked it, pumping her hand until she clenched against me and bit back a scream of sexual joy.

Moments later, she shimmied off my fingers and beckoned to me to sit down in my office chair behind my desk. I dropped my pants and briefs and sat down, stroking my 9” cock gently, expecting her to sit on my dick. She didn’t. I watched her walk around the front of my desk. She dropped to her knees and crawled underneath it. I couldn’t believe my wife was about to make my fantasy of an at-work, under-the-desk BJ a reality, but that’s exactly what she was doing. I felt her tug at my desk chair to roll me closer to the desk. I couldn’t even see her, only feel her soft hands stroking my legs.

I felt her tongue flick the sensitive tip of my cock. Damn, she was good. She licked it from the base to the tip, still invisible underneath my desk. I sat back and groaned in ecstasy as she licked me all over. She sucked gently at each ball, taking them into her mouth and working them carefully with her tongue.

Finally, when she knew I wanted it more than anything, she took my cock all the way into her mouth and began to deep-throat me. She impaled her mouth on my dick with each stroke. Her perfect little lips felt wet and soft against my cock as she mouth-fucked me, giving the perfect combination of friction and suppleness. I reached under the desk and grabbed her head, pushing my cock deeper into her throat as she sucked hungrily.

When I felt like I was getting close to coming in her mouth, I pulled back and stood up. My wife came out from under the desk. She knew what was next. She worked the dress down, exposing her bare, round breasts, and stood there rubbing her nipples and waiting for me as I cleared off my desk hastily, spilling papers and the portfolio and files and receipts into a confused paper tangle on the floor. My dripping cock stuck straight in front of me. I was still wearing my crisp white dress shirt; Alora had on the tall stripper shoes and the metallic dress, which she’d now hiked up so both her breasts and the tip of her shaved mound were exposed.

As soon as I’d cleared us a space, Alora sat down on my huge executive desk. She’d been a cheerleader in college and could still do the splits, so when she spread her legs, the heels of her shoes pointed to opposite walls and I could see actually into her hot, wet pussy. I grabbed a thigh with each hand and paused a moment to admire the picture of my wife ready and waiting on my desk.

Then I positioned my dick at her entrance and started pushing the thick head inside of her. She raised her arms above her head and moaned. I leaned over, pushing myself another inch or so into her, and licked one generous 36D breast. I began sucking her tits while I gradually stuck my dick into her pulsing cunt. She writhed in anticipation. I knew she wanted me to fuck her hard, but I liked making her wait a bit.

Eventually I’d pushed myself about six inches inside of her. I used one hand to hold her wrists over her head and flicked her clit with the other, sending her into spasms of pleasure.

Once I’d amused myself with her tits and shallow fucked her for a while, I too needed to fuck her good and hard. I kept her wrists pinioned and curled my other hand against her shoulder for leverage. She grinned at me. My naughty little wife loves getting fucked, and the office environment was making both of us hot as hell.

I grabbed her shoulder and cranked my cock deep into her pussy. My cock head pressed against the back of her walls. We both closed our eyes and succumbed to pure pleasure. I thrust in and out of her, gaining speed, making sure each stroke reached the absolute back of her and burying myself balls-deep in her sweet snatch.

My wife’s breasts bounced up and down as I fucked her. The desk squeaked and started moving backward as my strokes became ever deeper and harder. I forced her legs wider apart and moved both hands to her shoulders, pumping into her as I felt my orgasm approaching. Alora’s perfect body felt both firm and yielding underneath me. She was a slave to my dick, pierced by its girth and length. We were both panting and moaning gently and I could sense she was on the verge of a giant orgasm, too.

We came together as I gave one last hard thrust, hitting her g-spot and sending us into paradise at the same time. I felt my dick spurt inside of her. We held there and enjoyed the hot cum filling her pussy and surrounding my cock. When I finally pulled out, she put one finger inside herself and brought it to her lips to taste my cum.

When we’d recovered, we climbed off the desk and straightened ourselves in silence. She fixed her dress and retrieved her coat before helping me pile the miscellaneous papers back on my desk, making sure to put the portfolio on top. It was 5:15. I wrapped my arms around my wife and kissed her. Stopping in the doorway, she said slyly, “Good luck with your meeting. Hope I helped you relax a bit.”

“Thanks. I’m certainly more relaxed… See you at home.”

Southern Drawl

I met Janelle at a restaurant one evening when I was in the mood for a good old steak and potatoes meal. She sat at the table across from me. We both had tables that looked out over the lake. I was certain that she was at least ten years younger than me. My good friend, Bill, was the owner of the restaurant. Several times he stopped by my table and chatted for a few moments. I knew Janelle listened in each time, even though our conversation was probably quite boring to her.

Finally our eyes met and I smiled and asked her if she had ever eaten here before. She had beautiful eyes and when she responded that she was just here for several months working with one of the local companies on their advertising effectiveness, I couldn't help but tell her that I wasn't trying to come on to her but I wanted to let her know that she had very beautiful eyes and the rest of her complimented them well. And, I joked that my wife would probably kill me if she knew I had told another woman such a thing.

Janelle asked where my wife was this evening and I told her that she was out on the coast in California visiting her sister for several weeks. Janelle thanked me for the comment and asked if I would like to join her since she was tired of looking out at the lake and not having anyone to talk to. I moved to her table and shortly Bill came around and grinned and jokingly mentioned that I knew how to pick the best looking gal in the house. I introduced Janelle and told him that we were just saving him a table so that he could crowd in a couple more money making customers. We joked around a bit and Bill went back to his kitchen.

Soon the waitress brought out our meals and informed us that the tab was on the owner so enjoy. Janelle noted that I must have a bit of influence with the owner and I noted that we have been friends for a long time. We finished our meals and as we were leaving Janelle asked me if I would mind sharing a couple of drinks with her before she headed back to her hotel. I agreed and we went to the bar. I ordered a Calvert and seven-up and Janelle ordered a draw beer. She told me that she was from Tennessee and I told her that I knew she was from the south due to her slight southern drawl, which I loved to listen to.

She smiled and said some people have told her they thought it was quite sexy. I grinned and said if she were ten years older she could talk sexy to me all night long. I felt aroused at the thought and just when I decided to change the subject Janelle told me that she would enjoy something like that and maybe we should just go to her room and have a nice long conversation. I agreed and soon she followed me in my car to her hotel. Janelle parked her car next to mine and we headed up to her room. As soon as we entered she shut the door and reached down and unzipped my pants and asked me if I would like some real 'southern' hospitality. I told her that just listening to her was enough to get me excited. Janelle reached down and fondled my cock which arose to the occasion quite quickly.

She stepped back after a couple of moments and began to undress herself as she talked in her southern drawl about how she wanted me to just listen and she would let me know what was on her mind. I was so excited to hear her say things like, "I want you to fondle my breasts and kiss my nipples". All I could do was just follow along enjoying every moment. Janelle told me to use my mouth to pull down her panties and to stop and enjoy myself along the way. I knelt before her and started to pull her panties lower and lower to reveal her partially shaven blond pubic hair. She told me to lick her hair and as she leaned back onto the bed she spread her legs until they were straight across. I leanded in and started to lick her thighs and along her nice tight looking pussy.

After a few moments of this, I began to lick her pussy lips along one side and then the other. Then I slipped my tongue inside and began to lick and suck fast, then slow until I knew she was about to cum. I kept licking faster and harder and thrilled at listening to Janelle moan ad she kept saying things like, oh yeah, lick me, suck me, more, more, etc. Soon she was thrusting her pussy at my watering mouth as she shouted that she was cumming. I just kept licking and sucking as I felt her body shudder and push at my tongue. I began to ease off and thrilled to hear her tell me she wanted more sucking and fucking all night long.

Her legs were still spread wide open as she leaned back and I stood up and leaned forward at the waist as I started to push my erect cock into her pussy. I leaned back and could see my cock just enter into her tight wet pussy and watched as it slipped deeper and deeper inside her. Soon I was pushing in and out faster and faster as I could feel and hear my balls slap onto her anal opening. The more I fucked Janelle, the faster and harder I stroked inside of her and soon I was moaning and she knew I was about to cum and as she moaned and panted she commanded me to cum deep inside her pussy then pull out and cum all over her mound. Listening to her talk made me so excited that it was only seconds later I started to cum inside of her and as I pulled out I could see my cum spurt out into her pussy and onto her blonde hair. I came more than I had ever before. It seemed to keep spurting out as it splashed onto her blonde mound and drip onto her pussy and down across her anal opening. I seemed to be able to stay quite erect during this time and watched with excitement as my cock pushed my cum across her hair, along her pussy and down to her asshole.

Janelle reached down and rubbed her fingers into my cum and slid her fingers along it picking some of it up and she started to rub it onto her breasts and into her mouth. I gazed into her beautiful eyes as she smiled and turned over and leaned face down onto the bed and again spread her legs straight out as she somehow pushed her ass upward and revealed her tight, cum soaked anal opening and pussy lips. I held my cock with one hand and reached around her leg and pulled her body toward my very erect cock. It seemed to be larger than it had ever been. I pushed the head of my cock slightly into her anal opening and felt the tight resistance it offered at first. As I held it tight I pushed it deeper into her ass. She moaned and again in that wonderful southern drawl commanded me to fuck her in the ass, harder and harder, faster and faster.

Janelle somehow managed to reach up underneath her pussy and rub it as she slipped her fingers around my cock and then back to her pussy as she rubbed her clit in a circular motion and in and out of it. She started to thrust her ass back onto my pulsing stiff cock and I could see her whole body rock back and forth as she pushed against my cock each time I pounded it in and out of her tight ass. Soon she was telling me to cum deep inside her ass and it was only seconds and I couldn't stop it from spurting out deep inside her ass. I my cock felt so tender now that it shook each time it slowly pulled a bit more out of her ass. I could see it slowly pulling out until the head was showing as my cum oozed out onto her hand below as she rubbed it all over and inside her pussy.

I ready to collapse as I pulled my cock all the way out and rested it on top of her ass and watched it slowly seep out a bit more cum. I didn't think I had that much cum inside of me. Janelle turned pulled her legs together and turned around and sat up on the edge of the bed and leaned forward and slipped her mouth around my shrinking cock. She licked it and sucked it as if to pull every last bit of cum out of it. She stood up and grabbed my hand and told me to follow her into the shower. As we walked to the shower, she was still rubbing my cum along her pussy hair and onto her breasts.

We washed each other as we fondled one another's body and kissed. I kissed her hard on the mouth and kissed her breasts. Before I knew it Janelle lifted her right leg straight up and I again rubbed her pussy. She commanded me to kneel down as she began to rub her pussy and she pulled my head forward so that I could watch her begin to rub her own clit and pussy lips. It didn't take long for me to get another erection as I enjoyed the close-up view of her fingers rubbing her pussy as she started to moan. Soon she pulled up on my head and I stood up and inserted my stiff cock inside her pussy.

She rubbed shampoo conditioner onto her blonde mound as I watched it lather and drip onto her pussy and my cock. I fucked her pussy harder and harder as she spread the white conditioner onto her breasts and along her tummy to her pussy. Soon Janelle reached down and pulled my cock out and put her leg down and she sat on the seat edge inside the shower stall and started to suck my cock. She stroked it with her hands and I watched with excitement as it slipped all the way into her mouth and throat and out again. She would pull it part way out and suck real hard on it and soon she was stroking it so fast that I could feel it about to explode again. I began to breathe hard and moan and she just kept sucking harder and harder. Soon I could feel my cum push through my cock into her mouth. Janelle just kept sucking it so hard as it finally spurted into her mouth. I could feel her swallow as she kept licking and sucking my cock. Finally she pulled it slightly out and stroked it as the last of my cum spurted into her mouth.

We washed up again and Janelle informed me that when we got back in bed that I had better have my tongue ready to satisfy her clit and pussy lips. But first she turned me around facing away from the bed as she shoved me down and spread my legs as she knelt down and started to suck my balls and lick my ass. Her tongue seemed to have magical powers as she held my swelling cock with her right hand. While she still licked my balls and ass she firmly grasped my cock with her hand and pulled it out tight stretching it as far as it would go. It seemed like she had been stretching my cock for a long time when she finally let loose and started to stroke it gently. Next she got into the bed and pushed me back as she turned around and started to suck my cock as she lowered her pussy onto my face and waiting tongue and lips.

We sucked and licked each other until, again I felt myself cumming. Janelle backed off and I held on as she rubbed my thighs with her face and licked along them with her tongue. I sucked at her clit and rolled my tongue along and around it until she started to shake and finally had an orgasm as I opened my mouth and sucked her pussy and licked it while she moaned and again was sucking my cock until it exploded up into her mouth. She let my cum drip back out of her mouth onto my cock and balls. I could feel its wetness as I licked her pussy and could feel her shiver and push it hard onto my face as I kept licking her. Finally we laid back and Janelle told me we should take a breather as she turned on the t.v. and clicked the remote until she found a porn channel. As we watched we reached down and I caressed her pussy and she slowly stroked my cock. I kissed her breasts and we kissed each other lightly and then passionately and before I knew it I was stiff and ready for more.

-Oldtimer69

Slutting It Up

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My Rendezvous With A Married Man

It was a two hour drive up north to the cabin, It was a cold, brisk evening in January, the kind of night that when you walk on the snow it squeaks under your boots. I love those kind of nights. I knew there would be a warm fireplace for me when I got there, and a warm body to cuddle up to. He was a handsome man, in his late 50's, six foot tall, 180 pounds. He had blue eyes and the most infectious smile, that you couldn't help but feel attracted to him right away.
I met him online, in one of those adult dating web sites. We chatted for several months before I decided it was time to meet him in person. He lived downstate about three hours away from me, but he didn't mind the drive, as he had to come this way when he went up north to his cabin on the lake. It was his get-a-way place, away from his job and his wife, who worked and never had time for sex any more he said. He worked in the city as a stock broker.

It started out with us exchanging pictures and talking through our web cams. I loved looking at him. He made me laugh and I made him laugh. Our friendship grew into a very heated, lustful kind of relationship that most people wouldn't understand unless they've been in that kind of situation before. You can fall in love online, even without the physical touching. It's an emotional thing that is in your head, but isn't that what sex and love are also? You have to have some kind of emotional bond with someone to feel anything first before you want to have sex with anyone. At least for me it works that way..

Our first meeting was casual. I met him at a coffee shop, where we had a private table in the corner where no one could hear us. He was waiting in his car where we had planned. I pulled up next to him. He got out right away and opened the car door for me. As I stood up, he gave me the biggest hug and kissed me right there in the parking lot. God, it felt so good and he kissed just perfect. I love a good kisser and I knew he would be good in bed the moment I felt that kiss. I felt an instant rush of heat travel down my body and settle all around my groin area. I felt like I wanted to fuck this man right there and then....But we are adults so we went inside and sat down at that little corner table. We had a light lunch and sat there for what seemed like hours. I felt so comfortable with him.

He had to get going, as he was on his way to his cabin that day. We made plans to meet two weeks later at that cabin, since he would be all alone. I was on my way there right now.

I pulled into the drive. What a beautiful area! No one around. All woods. A beautifully built place. All log cabin with a two-car garage. The garage door opened as I drove in, which meant that I was to park inside. There he was, waiting. He had his robe on. He looked so handsome as he grabbed me and drew me close to him and kissed me, then we went inside where this huge fireplace filled one whole wall and the ceilings were high with skylights. The fireplace was glowing invitingly and he pulled me to him again and I finally let my long fur coat open and to his amazement, I had nothing on underneath but my black lace thong underwear and black lace bra to match my thigh high black boots, which I had already taken off at the door.

"Wow, baby!! You are so beautiful and hot!! What a nice surprise this is!!"! "I thought you'd like this honey," I said. We hugged and kissed. He kissed my neck and nibbled on my ears and whispered how much he adored me. I let the fur coat fall to the floor. Our kisses got so passionate and hot, our tongues intertwining, flicking lightly into each other's mouths. I let my tongue slowly go around his lips and then back into his waiting mouth. He slowly unhooked my bra and it fell to the floor as he bent over to suck on my ample tits, one at a time, while the other hand was reaching down into my panties, feeling my hot wet pussy. He let one finger slide inside. God, that felt so good! He slid my panties down my legs, bending over and lingering to give me a kiss and a flick of his tongue before standing back up, sending a shudder all through my body. His robe fell to the floor. And his beautiful cock was standing at attention with a glistening drop of cum on the tip. I bent down to lick it off and gently give him a kiss there. He let out a soft moan. He smelled and tasted so good. He picked me up and laid me gently down onto this huge white bear rug in front of the fireplace.. This was always my fantasy, to be with a man on a bear rug in front of a fireplace. I knew he had gone out and purchased this rug just for me. He wanted this to be perfect. (He knew all about all my secret fantasies from our months of conversations)

The kisses were long, soft, deep and sensual, that made me warm all over, our tongues feeling each other. I kissed his whole face. Running my tongue around his ear and into it, tickling him, then down his neck, kissing and taking in the smell of this man. I worked my way down his chest to one nipple, nipping on it lightly, then to the other, teasing them. I slid down his belly, tasting every inch of him with my tongue along the way. Down, down I went, teasing him. He wants me to get there faster but I won't. I like to tease my men . I love to hear them moan, knowing I'm making them feel so good. My tongue finally reaches the tip of his hard, throbbing cock. I flick my tongue around the head then down the front till I reach his balls and lick one of them at a time while rolling the other one gently in my hand. I lick my way back to the head that is dripping now with pre cum and I lick and suck it off, running my tongue all around that beautiful head again before my lips wrap around it and I suck it into my hot, wet mouth, taking it deep into my throat as far as I can while my tongue wraps around it and I suck at the same time, always moving my tongue while sucking.He groans and writhes and lifts his hips wanting me to take it all. I love sucking on a man's cock. It makes me real hot and horny. I suck and lick him and tease him for what seems like an hour, while my hands are playing with his balls and one finger is playing around the entrance to his ass. I can tell it's driving him crazy. He's got a hold of my hair, pulling it gently and gliding his fingers through it.. We've been waiting so long for this moment. I feel as if I belong here with him. I feel so comfortable.

"Turn around baby, I want to suck on your pussy while you are sucking on me." I slowly turn my body around, never letting go of his cock..till my ass is facing him and my pussy is within his reach. He flicks his tongue all around my outer lips to tease me .My pussy is dripping with anticipation now, wanting that tongue inside me and him sucking on it... I almost forget to keep sucking on him, it feels so good....Then he has his tongue on my clit just for a second. The big tease. He's as bad as I am. He continues to roam around the outer area, and then all of a sudden he has it all into his mouth, kissing it and sucking me gently, with his tongue moving in and out. God!! I knew he would be good at this, just by the way he kissed me.....I can hardly hold back my first orgasm. I can tell he's ready to explode also, but we keep sucking and kissing each other till we can't hold it any longer, so I slowly let loose of that hard, throbbing cock before it explodes into my mouth, although I love that too. But I wanted it all. I wanted to feel all of him and have that cock deep inside of me. I've been waiting too long for this moment.

I move away from his face and turn myself around and slowly kiss his cock and lick it some more before I crawl up his belly, leaving a wet trail behind from my oh so wet pussy .I knew he wanted to put his cock into me right away but I continued kissing up his belly till I reach his nipples again and give them each a little bite. He groans even louder. I reach his lips and we kiss so passionately, so hot, our tongues going in and out, tasting our own bodily fluids on each others lips.We are breathing into each other's mouths. We can't get enough.I reach down between my legs where his throbbing cock is and guide it into my hot, wet, waiting pussy. Oh God!!! I'm in heaven. It felt sooo good. I slowly sit up right onto it, letting it go as deep as I could. I twist slowly and move up and down on it. I lean over and let my huge tits fall on his chest while I kiss him and fuck him, grinding and moving my hips up and down in rhythm with his. Oh ! Why did I let myself go so long without sex?? I am never going to do that again. I want as much as I can get.We are breathing into each other's mouths as we kiss and tongue each other. I have to stop moving for a few seconds to let my pussy have those wonderful orgasms that I love when I fuck a man this way..... He is holding off real good and enjoying every moment. I love a man that can hold out for as long as I want him to. Oh God!! Is this love or lust?? I can't tell at this moment. It always feels like love at the time. But I can't let myself fall in love with this man. He's married.He will never be totally mine. I knew that coming into this .I just want to enjoy this moment in time.

I slowly sit back up and slide off his hard cock. I want more oral. So I slither up his chest till my real wet pussy is within his tongue's reach. He eagerly licks all around and then darts his tongue as far into it as he can.. He is real good at oral. "Sit right up here baby, " he says, as I get right up onto his face, holding onto the nearby chair that is sitting just beyond the rug. The fire feels so good coming from the fireplace, the flames dancing and making our sweaty bodies glow. I don't want this to end. He is kissing my pussy so nice and flicking my clit just the way I like it. It feels so good that I have to explode with a tremendous orgasm. He sucks in my juices, moaning and I know he's really enjoying this. I have to get off. It tickles so much now. So sensitive after I cum like that..

I slide back down till his cock is right there at the entrance to my pussy and I sit on it again and just ride him. I lie down on him, fucking him and kissing him. We are lost in ourselves, enjoying the time we have, for we know it will end all too fast. "Let me get on top now," he says, so without missing a stroke, we hang on to each other and he flips me around till I'm under him now. I love a man lying right on top of me like this. Now it's his turn to be in control. He fucks me slowly at first and it feels so good. Our pace is perfect as we get going, my hips rising up to meet his, his balls are slapping my ass now, as he's building up to his climax. He lays on me and kisses me as he continues to fuck me. I am about ready to have another orgasm but I'm waiting till I know he's ready and then I feel his body tense and he's getting ready to cum.He lets out a growl as only men can do when they are cumming inside a woman. I explode with him. It's wonderful. I can't breathe and we are kissing and breathing in each other's breath and we both start laughing. God, this feels so good. I don't want it to end. 'Baby," he says, "This was the greatest sex I've ever had!" 'God, you are good!" We laid there on that bear rug, exhausted, our hearts beating together as one, till we calmed down and felt the calmness over taking us. We laid there in each other's arms, tired, happy, worn out, and loving the feeling it gave to both of us. He kisses me so gently and whispers in my ear, " I love you baby."

If only it were real. Damn, I hate waking up....

-G.Miller

Surprise Fuck!

She stood back and admired the gleaming floorboards and spotless house. She had been working for hours to bring order to the house and it was perfect. Walking into the bathroom she took in her own appearance and the smear of dirt across her cheek and decided now it was her turn. Picking up her blackberry she scrolled to the local pizza deliver place and sent through an order for dinner and then glancing at the clock to note now long she had, she turned on the shower and shed her cleaning clothes.

Stepping into the steaming shower she felt the hot, hard water hit her face. Looking up she allowed the water to wash over her face and hair. Pushing her long dark hair back off her face she felt the water stream over her shoulders and onto her large, round breasts. Eyes closed as the water poured over her she reached forward and taking the soap in her right hand she started to work it over her body. Lathering up she worked her hands over her shoulders and arms and then over her breasts.

She started working her hands from under her breasts, up and around her hard nipples. Glancing across through the frameless glass shower at her image in the mirror she noticed how tanned and smooth her body was. She had long, toned limbs and just a dark landing strip of neatly trimmed pubes. Hot, she thought as she ran her hands down over her flat stomach and touched the top of her mound. As her fingers gently moved across her pubes, moving the skin of her mound up and down against her pubic bone and then across her cunt she dropped her head back and the ends of her hair brushed across her arse. She ran her fingers across the lips of her cunt and then, moving her legs slightly further apart, she allowed her middle finger to run along her slit, briefly touching her arse and then back to her clit. Working her clit with the tip of her finger she looked around and seeing her hairbrush on the vanity counter she opened the door of the shower and picked it up.

With her left foot on the edge of the bath and her left hand working her breasts she gently took the rounded handle of the brush and inserted it into her cunt. As a shiver ran up her she started to work the brush up and down and found her rhythm. “Holy fuck,” she moaned as she felt the muscles in her vag start to tense and relax in time with the brush. She worked it harder and slightly faster and felt that familiar heat start to build. As she felt her cunt taking over she glanced up to see a teenage boy in a pizza uniform standing at the open bathroom door with his mouth hanging open.

“Fuck,” he said, openly staring. “Is that part of the service?” she asked, easing the brush out of her cunt and standing upright. “Not usually,” he replied, already pulling his shirt over his head and dropping the pizza to the floor. Kicking his shoes off he unbuckled his belt and unzipping his jeans, dropped them to them floor. Pulling the frameless glass door open she stepped back against the wall of the shower and took in the tall, dark haired, naked youth in front of her. Longish hair, pale skin, hairless chest and as she dropped her eyes she took in his massive circumcised cock that was so erect it was pointing almost directly upward. Taking his cock in her hand she pulled him toward her and kissed him hard on the lips, working his cock with her hand. Without anymore foreplay she leant back against the wall, placed her right knee over the shower taps and pushed his cock deep into her cunt.

Taking his arse cheeks in her hands she showed him the rhythm she wanted and he pumped his cock into her hard. She looked into his eyes, he was there but not really and she kissed him, her tongue working deep into his mouth. She felt his hands on her tits and she knew she was ready to come. “Fuck me harder, faster,” she moaned and she felt the head of his cock as it hit hard inside her and then she shuddered and her cunt felt hot and good. Closing her eyes she lowered her leg and leant back against the tiles. The water continued still running over her. She opened her eyes and ran her hands down his chest and then out across his shoulders. His cock was still hard and he had started masturbating himself. She watched his hand as it worked along the thick shaft of his pink cock.

Kneeling she glanced up at him and then took his cock into her mouth. First sucking, licking and then moving her head up and down she took him deep into her throat. She felt his head hit the back of her throat and she resisted gagging. With his balls nestled in her right hand she spread her left hand over his arse and ran her little finger around the rim of his arse hole. He moaned and taking her shoulders in his hands he raised her up toward him. He was young, maybe 18. He looked into her eyes and then taking her shoulders he turned her away from him and took a firm hold of her hips. She leant forward with her forearms against the glass and rested her head on her arms. He ran his hands over her back and then plunged his penis into her vag from behind and started pumping her hard.

“Oh, yes,” she called out as he slapped up against her and his dick went deep into her. He picked up his pace and she felt his grip on her hips tighten and then she felt his hot sprog deep inside of her. She felt him gradually withdraw and then before she could stand she felt his tongue running up and down her slit as his hands held her arse cheeks apart. His nose brushed against her arse hole and then she felt his tongue running up and around her arse hole. Licking, pushing and his hand was between her legs and working her muff. His fingers were inside her cunt and his tongue was in her arse. “Fucking yeah,” she screamed out as his thumb started working her arse. Then she felt him stand and the head of his cock being rubbed up and down her slit and around her arse hole. As he worked his sprog across her arse hole she pushed her arse up against him and as his cock became hard again he started to ease the head into her arse.

“Slowly,” she murmured and as he gradually entered his cock into her super tight arse she worked her tits with one hand. With his dick half in her arse she could feel his excitement building and she pushed back on him hard so that his dick was fully inside her. She felt her arse split slightly but she wanted him inside her and she let him pump her until he blew his load inside her. She straightened up and he pulled her body against his, their wet skin touching and with her back against him he reached around and took her tits in his hands and started nuzzling and biting her neck and ear. She turned around and kissed him. Her arse hurt and her cunt felt raw and she was exhausted. “I have to go,” he said as he gazed at her fantastic breasts. “Thank you for the pizza,” she said as he stepped out of the shower. “Anytime,” he turned and smirked as he pulled his jeans over his wet legs.

-Melbourne Girl

Soccer Mom

It was obvious that Luke wanted me. I wanted him too, and it didn’t matter that he was the coach of my son’s soccer team, or that his son played on the team as well. It also didn’t seem to matter that his wife came to almost every practice and sat next to me on the sidelines or that my husband sat opposite her eating sunflower seeds and drinking soda water.

When we all met that first night in April behind St. Mark’s high school, Luke was the first person I saw, the first person I really focused in on. “Can I have everyone’s attention, please?” he called. The group shrunk to a tight circle, all the parents and players gathering around the strikingly handsome man in the baggy, grey t-shirt and black Under Armour track pants. “I want to introduce myself. My name is Luke Reynolds and I’ll be taking over for Coach Hinds.” He slid his hands into his pockets and rocked casually back and forth on his heels, his shiny silver whistle resting in the dip of his chest. “Ummm, I’d first like to say congratulations to everyone who made the team this year. It was a tough selection process, but I think we’ve come up with a good group of boys.”

As he talked for another few minutes – outlining the program and detailing how games and practices would run – I couldn’t keep my eyes off his crotch, the material of his pants creasing in such a way that it highlighted the area. “OK. Now if all the players could head over to the truck to see Skip – our manager – he will hand out the uniforms. Once you have your stuff, meet me out on the field for a short practice. Also, parents, I’d like to get your updated contact information, so if you could you write down your name, phone number and email address on the sheet I’ll be passing around, that’d be great.” He stepped forward and handed the clipboard to me first.

“Thanks.” I was happy to get a glimpse of his face up close. With high cheekbones and a square jaw, he looked German or Russian or something else foreign, like the sexy bad guy in a James Bond movie.

“You’re Vaughan’s mother, right?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, trying not to drool.

“I’ve heard a lot about him.” He rubbed thoughtfully at his chin.

“Well, he’s excited to be here.” It was true. We’d moved into town the previous fall and since then, Vaughan had been itching to get back into soccer, a game he’d been playing since the age of four.

“It’s gonna be a good year, I think.” Luke smiled – his lips turned up more at one side than the other. Then, like he was suddenly in a rush, he yelled, “OK, boys. Time to get started…” Clapping his hands poignantly, he jogged majestically out onto the field.

Following that first meeting, every Monday, Thursday and Saturday, I sat and watched my soccer god conduct business, and as time went on, my fantasies about him went from sensuous and sultry, to downright lewd. In my mind, we’d had sex in every imaginable position, Luke having explored and pleasured my body from tip to toe.

Undoubtedly, I never missed a practice or a game, and one particularly warm evening – as the boys were scrimmaging – I sat, dreaming of Luke on top of me, my body bent in a “V”, my feet up around his neck. Out of nowhere, someone pinched my thigh. It was Carl. “Ouch! What was that for?” He’d snapped me out of my reverie.

“I’ve been talking to you for the past thirty seconds. It’s like you are in a daze.”

“I was just thinking about a new project at work.” Oh, the lies one tells to spare their partner’s feelings.

“I was trying to remember the name of that place we had dinner at last week.” Carl had taken to chatting with Miriam, Luke’s wife – a pretty woman with short blonde hair, perfect teeth and a fit body. Admittedly, she was better company. “She and Luke are going out this weekend to celebrate their anniversary.”

“Congratulations.” I smiled politely. “Ummm, I think it was called ‘The Green Tomato’?”

“That’s it – The Green Tomato…” Carl turned back to Miriam, blocking me from the conversation. As his voice trailed off, I looked up to see Luke standing in the middle of the field, his hands on his hips. He was in the perfect position for me to kneel in front of him and pull down his pants, to take his penis into my mouth...

“That feels so good, Jasmine…” I imagined him saying, a definite rhythm to his movement as he jabbed at the back of my throat. No doubt, the man was athletic, and I knew that sex with him would be like a sporting event. If he even came close to being as attracted to me as I was to him, I figured it would probably be on the same level as winning the World Cup.

“Jasmine!”

“Huh?”

“Come on. It’s time to go.” Practice was over. “What’s gotten into you these days?” The boys were heading off the field.

“I’ve just got a lot on my mind.” It was the painful truth.

“Maybe you need to take some time off work. You do seem rather out of it.” With that suggestion, he began walking toward the parking lot.

Now, as surprising as this may sound, it wasn’t until the week before our big end-of-season tournament that anything even remotely interesting happened with Luke.

It was another warm evening like many others we’d had that summer and I was sitting alone near the edge of the soccer field – pretending to read a magazine – when I saw Luke heading in my direction. Neither Carl nor Miriam had come that night for whatever reason, and the team was having a water break. The other parents too were otherwise engaged, talking about the trip coming up, planning rides and securing car-pooling options. “Jasmine?” Luke’s hair was longer than usual and he had scruff on his face, though as sexy as he was, he appeared a little haggard, like he wasn’t getting much sleep.

“Hi, Luke.” My heart skipped a beat. We rarely talked directly, though there had been lots of knowing glances between us.

“Are you and Carl coming this weekend?” He got right to the point.

“I’ll be there but Carl has to work.”

“Oh, that’s good…” Luke paused, his ears turning a bright shade of pink. “I mean it’s good that at least one of you can come out to support the team.”

“So, do you think the boys are ready?” I asked, trying to sound casual. I really just wanted to listen to his dreamy voice.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” His little slip confirmed my suspicions – that he was as hot for me as I was for him.

“Luke…” Skip called from his truck. Staring at each other like lost puppies, neither one of us heard him. “Luke!” Skip called again.

“Hang on.” Luke finally snapped to attention, but before walking away, he added, “I am really looking forward to seeing you this weekend.” It was obvious – the man was at his wit’s end.

“I’ll be there.”

And as you might expect, I was there, though I wasn’t at all convinced that I should’ve been.

After sitting through three games of boys’ soccer in the eighty-five degree heat, we’d finally settled in at a local steakhouse for some much-needed food and drink. With the adults at one table and the boys scattered throughout the rest of the place, the meal was what you’d imagine – a lot of small talk on the part of the grown-ups, and loud voices and the occasional flying piece of bread on the part of the kids.

Once supper was over and it was time to head to the hotel – a Holiday Inn across the street – I started to panic. What was going to happen? Wouldanything happen? If given the opportunity, would I be able to go through with it? And what would it be like? What exactly would we do? Would Luke smell nice? Better yet, how would he taste? And what sounds would he make when he came? A million questions were running through my mind as I tried to clean up some of the mess left by the boys.

“I don’t envy the waitress…” It was Luke. After the bill had been paid, everyone else had disappeared.

“That’s what you get when you take twenty sixteen-year-olds out to dinner,” I shot back, trying to sound witty, my mouth as dry as the desert.

Leaning against a table, Luke looked good enough to eat, and I could’ve jumped his bones right there. “Well, I guess we’d better get going,” he smirked. Was it possible that the man could read my mind? “We’ve got another big day ahead of us tomorrow – two games in the morning, and then if we win, a semi-final and a final round.” Following him out, I wondered if all affairs began this way – so unexpectedly, so easily. “And the weather calls for even hotter temperatures.”

“Yeah, it has been rather sticky.” I pulled at my shirt to catch a breeze, stepping past him as he held the door. “At least the boys should sleep tonight after running around in the sun all day.”

“I hope.” As we made our way across the street, I thought Luke was going to reach over and grab my hand. Instead, his knuckles brushed mine and we even bumped shoulders a few times. When we got to the entrance of the building, we both just stood there. “Which reminds me, I have to tell Skip to get some more water,” he said.

“We’re going to need loads of that.” It was all I could think to say.

Lingering in silence, it wasn’t until two of the other dads came out that either of us moved. “Hey Luke. Wanna come to our room and watch the game? Jays are playing the Red Sox,” Jordon’s dad announced.

“No. I think I’ll call it a night. We are up at seven tomorrow, first game at nine. Gotta get my beauty sleep, you know. Besides, I’m sure I’ll be up more than once checking on the boys.”

“True. And we can’t have our coach lookin’ all ragged, now can we? Get some shut-eye then champ, and we’ll see you tomorrow.” The two men meandered off, leaving Luke and I alone yet again.

“I’m in room 163. Connor didn’t want to stay with me so I’m by myself,” Luke said, the statement sounding like a definite invitation.

I wasn’t sure how to respond. “Same here except they put me down in the other wing – room 106.Vaughan said it wouldn’t be cool if he slept in the same room as me either, even if there are two double beds. But that’s OK. I’m in the middle of a fairly steamy novel anyway. That should keep me occupied.”

At the mention of sex, Luke’s mouth dropped open. “Well, have a good night,” he mumbled. Then, like it was our first time meeting, he awkwardly held out his hand for a shake – at last, some physical contact.

Smiling, I acquiesced, allowing him to clasp my fingers in his. “You too,” I said, the jolt of electricity between us even more than I’d anticipated.

“Good night then.” Neither of us let go.

“Bye… I mean, sleep tight.” After a very awkward minute, I pulled away. “Well, that’s it. I guess I’m off to bed.” When Luke didn’t object, I figured it was probably for the best. So saying, we both went our separate ways. About an hour later however – just as I was drifting off to sleep – I heard a faint knock at the door. My heart in my throat, I slipped out from under the covers and went to answer it. Of course it was Luke, looking better than ever in grey track pants and a white undershirt. “Hey. What’s up?” It was the moment of truth.

“Uh, I just wanted to make sure you were all right.”

“I was almost asleep.”

“Sorry… it’s just that…”

“What?” A bead of sweat trickled down between my breasts.

“This is a bad idea.”

“What is a bad idea?”

“This…” he said, shoving me back into the room and kissing me hard on the mouth.

Bad idea or not, we fell onto the bed, groping like neither one of us had ever touched another human being before, Luke’s grip around my waist so tight that after about three minutes, I needed some air. “Stop… stop…” I gasped.

“What’s wrong?” Immediately, he jumped up, leaving me cold where his warm hands had been.

“Luke…” Overwhelmed, I could barely speak.

“Oh my god. You’re right, Jaz. I’m sorry. I knew this was a mistake.” He began pacing back and forth in front of the bed.

Lying frozen on the mattress, I thought about how much I wanted him to touch me, how much I wanted him to kiss me, to take me in his arms and fuck me senseless. “No, no, it’s OK. I’ve been wanting you to do that all summer.”

“Me too, but I don’t want to hurt anyone Jasmine – not my wife or my kids. If I don’t do this though, I’ll be wondering forever…”

Like Luke, I had no interest in hurting anyone, but being in that room so close to the man I’d been dreaming about for months, I felt like a kid in a candy store, and there was no way I was going to let him leave without first getting some kind of treat. “Just this once, Luke... please.”

“Jaz,” he growled, kneeling in front of me. “I need you.” Inhaling deeply, he pressed his face into my lap, clenching the edges of my nightgown. “You smell so good.” Then shoving at the fabric, he pushed my legs apart and began kissing and nibbling at the delicate flesh of my inner thighs.

As he approached my private folds, I could feel my body start to tremble. “Luke…”

“I want to see you like this – in the light,” he said, caressing over my bare mound. “I want to see all of you.” Purposefully, he slid two fingers deep into my vagina. “Oh my god Jaz, you are so wet.”

Happy to have at least a part of him inside of me, I spread my legs wider. “Luke…” I was going to cum and he hadn’t even done anything yet.

“That’s it, baby. Show me how much you like it when I touch you.” Skillfully prodding, he pushed his digits in and pulled them back out – in and out, in and out – twisting and turning them like he was conducting some kind of finger-fucking, musical masterpiece.

“That feels so good…” I purred, savoring every move, every second of the experience.

“Oh, Jaz…” He could read me well, and as I got closer to bursting, he added another finger and leaned forward for better leverage, penetrating me with just the right amount of force.

“Luke…” Unable to hold back, I braced for the impending eruption.

“Come on, Jaz. Show me.” And with that, I bore down, digging my heels into the mattress, devouring his hand, bucking and writhing and jerking until at last, I shattered. “Ohhhhhh, Luuuuke…” I cried, waves of euphoria surging, pounding, pulsing through my body.

When eventually the storm had passed, I lay exhausted, if not more than just a little elated.

Climbing on top of me – his hands roving up and down my sides – Luke whispered, “Jaz. I need to taste you.” Squeezing, licking, and biting at my neck and nipples, he then moved down to do the same to my belly, and further still to explore the furrows of my vulva.

Having Luke lick my pussy was amazing, but I needed more – I had to have more. “I want you inside,” I moaned, desperate to possess him fully. “I want your cock – now!” I’d waited long enough.

“If we do that, it’ll be over within seconds. Maybe you should just look at it first.” Leaping up, he wrestled off of his track pants and readied himself before me, revealing a pronounced tent in his boxers.

“What do we have here?” Slowly, I lowered the fabric, his uncut and mottled member pulsing, weeping, begging for some attention.

“Ummm…” I lightly licked the tip.

“I said look but don’t touch.” He sounded serious.

When I fondled his balls and gave them a little tug, he groaned so deeply that I was compelled to take him into my mouth whether he wanted me to or not. Funny enough, when I did, Luke didn’t even try to stop me. He simply held onto my head – clawing roughly through my hair and heaving himself at my face – jerking forward and back until it was palpably clear: he was about to explode.
Pausing momentarily to catch my breath, I then went back to work, sucking and grabbing and squeezing at his rod, a mixture of saliva and pre-cum shiny on my face. In truth, I could’ve sucked his cock for days, weeks, months for that matter. Around and around, up and down, side to side, in and out, back and forth, I sucked and slurped and swallowed until he couldn’t help but blast his cream past my tonsils to the very core of my being.

“Oh my god… Oh my god…” he cried, stuttering out every last drop. And after detonating what seemed like a full cup of liquid, he was finally calm. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that…”

“I liked it, Luke. I really liked it,” I sighed, swiping the excess unguent from around my lips.

“But I wanted to cum inside of you.”

“You did cum inside of me,” I giggled.

“You know what I mean.” He tucked a curl behind my ear and stroked gently down the side of my cheek.

“So we’ll have to wait a bit, won’t we? I’m sure there are other things we can think of doing to pass the time.” I plucked affectionately at his chest hairs.

“I’m sure we can.” His eyes sparkled. “Now get on your hands and knees. I want to see your ass.”

Before I knew it, I was on all fours and Luke was feasting and foraging – his tongue and fingers everywhere at once. It didn’t take long and miraculously, he was hard again. Then, without hesitation, he slid on a condom and plunged into my pouting, aching pussy, his cock so thick and so long that at first it was almost unbearable. As he progressed however, I reveled in the sensation of feeling so completely filled, and it only took about ten thrusts, and I was reeling from a second release, the contractions of which surged through me over and over and over again.

Behind me, Luke was ramming his way to another climax as well, slapping at my ass and pulling at my hair for all he was worth. “Jaaaasmiiiiiine…” he roared, his voice a rough entreaty, his nails biting into my flesh. As crazy as things got, I still tried to bank every detail, from the itch of the quilt on the bed, to the musty, flowery smell of the room, to the closeness of the air. Sadly, I knew it would probably never happen again.

When it was all over, we both lay in silence, the light on the wall flickering on and off, the mood between us a soulful communion. There were no words to describe what had just taken place. It was indeed a magical moment that I was sure neither one of us would ever forget.

The next day, our team won the tournament, Vaughan scoring the winning goal of the final game. Soccer season had definitely ended with a bang.

-A. Fox

The Librarian

I had been going to the same library for several years and had taken notice of the tall flat-chested librarian. At 5'6", I have always been attracted to taller women. Unlike most guys, I get really turned on my women with small tits.

The librarian, Kari, tended to wear loose fitting tops. It was kind of hard to tell, but it appeared that she might be totally flat up there. Believe me, I spent a lot of time checking her out.

After two years of fantasizing, I finally got the courage to ask her out. I was a little surprised when she asked me if this was a joke. I assured her that I was serious. She apologized and said that she rarely gets attention from men "for obvious reasons" that she couldn't talk about in the library.

After the library closed, we went out to dinner. At the restaurant, Kari told me she had pretty much given up on men because of her height (5'11") and her flat chest. I confessed that those are the things that attracted me to her.

After dinner, she agreed to go to my apartment. Once we were alone, she turned into an animal, kissing me passionately. She said it had been years since she "had" a man and she asked if I would be interested in her that way.

I began to remove her top but she protested saying that made her too nervous. I assured her that I would be fine with her tits, but she insisted and instead removed her pants AND panties.

Wasting no time, I dived between her legs and ate her wet pussy. She groaned and then screamed as I first licked then sucked on her erect clit. After about ten minutes of intense pussy eating, I stood up and got undressed.

Kari gasped when she saw my hard cock. I told her I wished I was bigger (I am only about five inches). She said it even looked too big and intimidating.

Kari had me lie down, then started stroking my cock. She apologized for her uneven stroking and said that she didn't have much experience in that area. I said she was doing fine.

After a few minutes I told her I was ready to burst. She stood my dick up and inserted it into her wet pussy. I was so turned on as I had never experienced a pussy so tight.

Several times I had to stop thrusting to avoid premature ejaculation. After the second time, she asked what was wrong. I told her she was getting me too excited and that I would cum if I hadn't stopped. Kari said I shouldn't hold back. Now I was in heaven!

I reached up and pulled her top up, exposing her chest. She was the smallest I had ever seen- as small as a woman can be without being completely flat. That was it! As soon as I saw them, my cock began spurting out of control. Kari came too, amazed but turned on that I was so into her.

Over the next two hours, I shot my load three more times- first in missionary position, second from behind. Then the third time I was unable to maintain an erection. Undaunted, she offered to "massage" my member, which she did until I released my fourth load of the night.

No woman had ever made me cum four times in such a short space of time. I can't even count the number of orgasms she had.

The next day I returned to the library and saw that she was wearing, for the first time, a rather tight t-shirt instead of one of those baggy tops. She told me that if guys didn't like her body, that was their problem.

I told her that her outfit was getting me worked up. She told me she couldn't talk about this stuff in public but that she was available for another date that evening.

That was the beginning of my relationship with Kari. We have been married for six years now. She has become quite comfortable with her flat chest, knowing that at least one man gets hard just thinking about it.

-Danny

Dinner With A Twist

It was just a fantasy...that became real... My husband and I always talk about the "What would you do?" fantasies...

We just got our new vacation home and were discussing on our way to the home if I would have sex with men to save my husband's life...I assured him I would do whatever it took to make sure he lived.

We arrived at our home and headed to the beach. We laid in the sand, went in the water, swam and splashed each other for hours...we really enjoy each other's company. We talked about taking out the jet ski's tomorrow and then the sun started to set and we got on the subject of dinner.

We decided to go to one of our favorite restaurants that overlook's the bay...so we walked home and started to get ready. My husband showered first and as always was in and out quickly. As I started into the bathroom, he gently ran his hand across my belly and around to my ass. His touch always gets me started...his hands always explore me while we make love.

I started the shower and I undressed slowly. I first untied my sundress and let it slowly slide down my body, that silky feel across my skin gives me tingles. I then untied my top and slowly let the strings slide down my breasts, I reached around back and untied the rest and I let it drop to the floor. My nipples were swollen and breasts hard. I stood there just running my fingernails around my areola's as the wetness began. I slid my bottoms down to my ankles and before I stepped out of them I ran my nails up the inside of my calves and thighs...stopping just before....I gently stroked the inside of my thighs with my nails...wanting to touch myself...but I thought wait...wait for it...I could feel it building inside of me...the chills were going up and down my spine...I was close...a little more...almost there...and when I couldn't take it any more...I ran my finger thru my wet lips, gently penetrating my pussy and then up to my clit and.....

Boom, one flick on my clit and I came. My body convulsed and I shivered. I am going to sex up my husband all night tonight. I stepped into the shower and the water from the hand held kept me all wound up. I took it off and explored my body, teasing myself by gently and quickly passing it over my clit and then back to my taint spot and back to my clit again...and again. That massaging setting was driving me crazy. I put it back and I got all soapy...running my hands all over my body. I love to play with my nipples when they are all soapy...you can move your hands so fast over them, the sensations are incredible. I finally caught my breath (after I heard my husband yell..."Are you ready?") and I wasn't even close to being ready...the only thing I was close to being ready for was another orgasm.

But I thought, dress sexy and tease him all dinner long, then stop at the bar on the way home for some margarita's and then let the fun begin.

I toweled off and walk into the closet, I grabbed my white lace thong panties and my multi colored sundress along with my 5 inch open toed heals. I hung the dress by the vanity I slid my panties on and I sat down to do my make up. I have a delicious body lotion that tastes great so I started to rub that all over me, I then did my make up and my hair, I slid the dress on...slowly to let it glide down my body. A little perfume and it was time to entertain my husband.

He was waiting at the bottom of the stairs for me, and all he could say was "Wow you look stunning"...yes he knows what to say to get me aroused. He slid his arm around my waist and kissed my cheek. We then walked to the car and headed for the restaurant.

Dinner as usual was delicious, ceviche, then grilled sea bass with mixed vegetables and of course...two margarita's. The entire time I kept taking my foot out of my shoe and running it up my husband's thigh. After my second margarita, I moved my chair next to his, so I could massage his cock while I kissed his neck. He has great control...but twice I felt him throbbing really hard like he was going to cum...so I backed off and talked to him. But occasionally I would give his cock a gentle squeeze to make sure he was still hard....He was!

-Anonymous

A Teddy Bear Stole My Girl

It all started very innocently after I saw an ad on the internet for one of those life-sized Teddy Bears to send your girlfriend for Valentine’s Day. It had a beautiful red ribbon around the neck and looked very lifelike and fluffy in the photo. I was worried that it would not arrive before the magical romance day but it showed up at my Doreen’s door right as promised the afternoon just before Valentine’s Day.

She called me on her phone and texted me a nice thank you message and a photo of the thing sitting on her bed with all her other small dolls and furry animals. I was just a little bit jealous because I had never been inside the “inner sanctum” myself because her parents frowned on male friends in her bedroom.

My Doreen was a petite brunette with the prettiest backside in Albuquerque, New Mexico. We pretty much used that portal to get all the important business out of the way on those special times when she allowed me to pull her panties down. I had been constantly reminded of the 1,001 reasons why sliding my cock into her baby maker was simply “out of the question”.

I was not beyond begging Doreen to use her mouth on me when she was pressed for time and unable to get into position for spreading her ass cheeks nice and wide for entry. I figured we were both happy with that arrangement because it relieved her from the stress of worrying about an accidental pregnancy and I was able to shoot my loads with heartfelt satisfaction whenever I wanted. I felt certain that Doreen’s mom knew exactly when her daughter was taking it either in her pretty ass or between her soft red lips. Doreen’s mom was an attractive woman with lots of dedicated work at the church committees under her belt.

The father was always a little bit out of it and I suspected he was either on some sort of medication or he was slipping into early Alzheimer’s in a relaxed sort of way.

I know it probably sounds a little perverted of me but had sort of a thing for Doreen’s mom ever since I had seen her in her undies on the back porch hot tub. She had a small pot belly and her round globes did droop slightly instead of standing up pertly like Doreen’s brilliant ass cheeks. There was just something about the way she moved or licked her lips when she was thinking that never failed to get me aroused beyond hope of relief. Most of the time, I just cornered Doreen in a closet and let her take care of things with her mouth while I imagined it was her mom’s head between my legs.

Doreen sent me a couple of more photos of Ralph. It was the name she had given my present and I have to admit I was a little put out because I knew she had a relationship with a guy called Ralph a scum pond piece of pure trailer trash doing time in jail for being a public nuisance. He was stupidly pissing on the mayor’s flowers right in front of city hall under the influence of too many beers in too short of a time and he expressed no regrets in the courtroom. That earned him a stiff six months in the city jail with no time off for good behavior. I was incensed that “Ralph” was sitting right on top of Doreen’s bed and I couldn’t even get in the door. The last picture she sent me was a little confusing because a pair of Doreen’s pretty thongs was wrapped around Ralph’s neck instead of his pretty ribbon. It almost looked like he was kissing the damn things with a devious intent.

I had asked Doreen for a pair of her used thongs one night after we had a real good anal session but she told me they were too expensive and she liked them too much to part with them. I suspected she was just being obnoxious not wanting me to get my jollies with them alone in the bed at home in the dark.

The sight of the silly Teddy Bear called Ralph with my Doreen’s thongs around his neck was too much to bear. I had these images of her coupling with the toy like it was a lover and riding him hard until she exploded in a frenzy of female juices and shouts of joy.

To prove my point, I snuck into her bedroom when they were all downstairs eating a dried out roast that was so far overcooked, I suspected Doreen was instrumental in its preparation. I was supposedly visiting the washroom, but headed right to her room to set up a tiny spy cam in her air vent. It was in perfect working order and aimed right in the center of her pink fluffy bed. I was on my way home early because Doreen had complained of a terrible headache and I was only too glad to be on my way to view her activities on top of the soft fluffy bed.

It was pretty quiet until about 11PM when I saw my girlfriend come in from the bathroom wearing only flip-flops and an orange towel on her head to hold her wet hair. My hand went immediately to my crotch as soon as I saw her pretty cheeks bouncing with every step. I knew how tight her back door was and how much she liked stretching it for my thick cock. She pulled the big bear from the top of the bed and placed it underneath her in the middle of the bed. Doreen leaned forward and kissed the stupid toy right on his plastic lips and wrapped her naked legs around his brown shaggy hair. The cam had a little sound receiver and I could hear her talking to the fur ball like it was a real person.

“Oh, Ralph, I need it inside me real bad baby.”

I could see her rubbing her naked body all over the silly thing and heard her groan like she was being made to take it like a bad girl waiting to be punished. I watched her hand move to her own backside and pull her cheek open to gain access to her tight little pucker hole. When she started to push her finger inside the special place, I knew she was starting to work up a fine orgasm on top of the life-sized toy.

She took the hairy paw and shoved it between her ass cheeks as hard as she could. I could see the bed moving with the force of her humping and pressing the toy down hard into the mattress.

The orgasm came with a whole lot of shaking and whimpering like she was getting it for the very first time. I began to wonder if her little acts of excitement were just an act to make me feel good and that she was not as enthused about my cock after all.

I wanted to run down to her house and beat the shit out of that son of a bitch Ralph for making my girl take it like that. Then, I saw her situate the bear’s head right under her heart-shaped bottom and she rode his happy face with her ass crack until I could see the beads of sweat break out on her forehead. She was kind of half-gasping and half-whining now just before she lost all control and tried to rip his legs and arms off in a fit of uncontrollable passion. I had never seen anything like that before and I was suddenly a little sorry for poor Ralph because he didn’t ask for any of this.

Doreen’s mom came into the picture having entered the room without knocking and she whacked my little sweetie pie right on her pretty buttocks.

“Get off that thing right now young lady!”

My Doreen jumped up and tried to hide her naked goodies.

Her mom twisted her arm behind her back and pulled her across her skirts for a well-deserved spanking. Each time she gave it to her good and hard, I whacked my dick and laughed at Doreen’s pleas for mercy. I was able to shoot my full load before she even got to a full dozen because I was so hot and bothered from the whole episode.

I noticed that her straight and narrow mom managed to get some fingers into Ralph’s furry bottom and right up between his legs before she left her daughter alone to repent for her depraved behavior. Apparently, the attractive middle-aged woman was a lot more hot-blooded than her cold exterior indicated. I realized she was probably in need of some action of her own because her spouse was off in never-never land without any desire for her ripe and ready female slit.

At this point, I was not certain if I were more aroused by the sight of Doreen’s nicely rounded flanks pounding poor Ralph or the look of her mother’s face as she cuddled the romantic teddy bear toy.

The following evening, I brought Doreen home early from the picture show. She looked pretty as she followed her mother’s instructions and headed straight up the staircase to bed. I suspected her eagle-eyed mom had spotted the traces of my cum on the corners of her lipstick smeared mouth and easily deduced my creamy load was in Doreen’s tummy. I wondered if she would comment on it to me or just pretend not to notice and say nothing.

The husband mumbled something about a meeting in the morning and stumbled up the stairs right after Doreen. Doreen’s mom just kept knitting at a furious pace on the sofa and I was uncertain if I should make my exit or hang around to see if she was in the mood for male company. I got my answer in a hurry as she put her knitting down, took the clips from her long black hair and let it flow down in twin rivers on top of her carefully covered breasts. I pictured the sight of her beautiful hair on top of her naked boobs swaying in rhythm to my cock pounding her pussy.

She got up and moved to the dresser slowly pouring two glasses of her husband’s favorite scotch.

“I think you need a drink young man to replenish the liquids you poured down my daughter’s throat.”

I am certain my face must have turned beet red because that is exactly what I had done only a short hour before.

“She likes me to do that best of all. I assure you she is still a virgin, ma’am.”

Her mom sat next to me on the smaller love-seat and my cock started to rise because the entire side of her ripe body touched mine with the heat of anticipated copulation. I looked at her with a questioning glance and she treated me to her promising eyes and the placement of her free hand right on my stiffening cock. That was all the signal I needed and I hastened to release my prick for her inspection and immediate use.

Only moments later we were obscenely entwined on the narrow love-seat with her ankles locked around my strong and supple neck. My cock was buried to the hilt in her wet and dancing pussy taking up residence with determined strokes. I liked the way she hissed nasty dirty words in my ear telling me what a bad boy I was to “make” her do such a perverted act. I knew she loved it and would be shattered if I were to withdraw without bringing her to a satisfactory conclusion. I could see the pressure building up in her female core and the happy tears at the corners of her eyes. I just hoped when the flood-gates burst, she would not make a racket and bring the rest of the family down around our ears and in sight of our wildly thrusting bodies locked in depraved excitement.

I hastily beat a retreat after insuring the sex-deprived female achieved a brilliant orgasm that left her smiling with satisfaction and overwhelming content. I saw her at the windowed door with her hand against the glass watching me lurch back to my car with my cock still dripping juices inside my trousers. For some reason, I was already plotting our next tryst without Doreen’s knowledge with rampant speculation about the tightness of her back door hole and her ability to take it up the bum.

I dismantled the cam because I felt it demeaning to spy in such a manner.

The next time I saw Ralph I smiled at the teddy bear toy thinking that he was missing out on the best piece of ass in the household.
-Harrylime

Bree's Last Patient

Briana Holtzman was brilliant. She was a physician, board certified in internal medicine and a successful business woman. With her long, black hair, blue eyes and pale complection, she could only be described as beautiful and she turned men’s heads wherever she went.

In spite of all of this, Briana had a problem. At the age of twenty eight, she had worked hard her entire life to enjoy the kind of life she had attained. There had been no time for a social life or for the usual experiences that prepared her for adult life. She had developed no friends or support group. She was a virgin.

Having otherwise attained her success in life, with idle time on her hands for the first time in her life, she felt the need of those friends and support. For the first time in her life she felt frustration as she found she could no longer control her sexual needs and desires. Her mind was sometimes consumed with her needs. Masturbation, while offering temporary relief, only seemed to exacerbate those needs.

So it was that she sat in her office, eating her noon sandwich and grapes, after a busy morning seeing patients. Suddenly, that all controlling urge came upon her and with an intensity she hadn’t known before. She needed a man. She craved a man to come and take her virginity and satisfy her needs! In response to tose needs, her hand went beneath her skirt and under her panties to her little nubin at the top of her vestibule.

There, her fingers applied a feather touch to her labia and inflamed those passions she was already experiencing. Gradually those fingers found their way into her vagina and massaged to inflame those passions even further. Quickly now, passions were taking control of her powers of reason. . . she needed relief! She needed a man !

Finally, as Bree was losing control, she felt it. . . the welcome rush of fluids from her vagina and the sensation of relief that signaled her orgasm. She began to relax and seek a tissue to clean herself. Then, it was back to work. . . Twelve more patients to see before she could finish her day of recording and office administration.

It was near 5:30 PM when a young man, a walkin without an appointment, was seated in an examining room as she walked in for her last appointment of the day. . . The young man was clearly distressed as Bree picked up his file and saw the note, “This young man has threatened to kill himself and insists that he see a doctor. Wouldn’t say what his problem was.”

“Well, What can I do for you? Young man!” She asked and the young fellow showed a look of horror as he saw her.

He gasped, “My God! You’re a woman. I didn’t know..” Bree felt a tremor of humor as she replied, “Yes! I’m a woman. What can I do for you?

“I can’t talk to a woman”

“Then, Why are you here?”

“I thought you were a man. I didn’t realize . . .”

“Well, I am a doctor and trained to handle all sorts of problems,” Bree said to relax the young man and get to the bottom of his problem.

“I’ll bet not mine.”

“Well, Why don’t you tell me a little about that problem and let’s see.”

Suddenly the young man showed a surge of confidence as he said, “It’s a sex problem.”

Then, as she was preparing to question further her nurse opened the door to the treatment room and asked, “Do you need me any more? It’s past my quitting time.” Bree replied that she had no further need of her nurse and then the office was vacant except for Bree and the young man.

So, what’s the nature of your problem? She asked.

“I’m horny. . . Seems like I’m hard all the time. I can’t think clearly as my hormones are driving me.”

“Have you tried masturbation”

“Probably ten times a day but it doesn’t bring relief. I can’t go on living like this.”

It was as he spoke that Bree realized his problem was very much the same as hers. She began to feel something stirring in her bowels. “Damn!” she thought, “I’m gonna’ be as bad off as him in a minute. Suddenly, an idea developed.

She mulled it over briefly as she made her decision to take this man’s virginity. The decision was made over the strong inner voices of dissent that usually controilled her actions.

“Have you had sex recently? She asked the young man innocently.

“No, I’m single and a pastor of a small church. I’ve sworn to remain chaste until marriage and I’ve never had sex.”

It was time to set her plan in motion. Bree’s resolve stronger than ever, the voices of dissent were abating.

“Never had sex. Well, that’s your problem. Perhaps we can remedy that if you really want to.”

“I want to.”

“Will you do exactly as I say without question? Can you keep what transpires here a secret?”

As she spoke, the young man smiled as he realized the implications of what she was saying. “Yes maam! I can keep a secret . . . except from God, of course!

“Don’t worry about him and his righteousness right now. I’m sure he understands your situation even better than you. Now, take off your clothes and get into this hospital gown” Bree said as she stepped into the adjacent examining room and quickly removed her own clothing save for a hospital surgical suit. She felt her excitement growing and her passions mounting as she anticipated what she was going to do..

When Bree returned to the young man she found her breathing shallow and her flesh flushed with passion. The voices of dissent had faded. She went to the examining table and lowered the upper section flat before placing a blanket over the leather table and asking the young man to lie down on the blanket and get comfortable. She then threw the second blanket over him to cover his modesty as she said, “Now, reach under the blanket and remove your gown.” she said. Standard procedure for an examining room, she thought!

As she turned the blanket down to expose him to the waist, her hand gently brushed his breasts and nipple. The effect on the young man was obvious! He grew even more flushed and his breathing came in shallow gasps. Then, she bent as if to observe him more closely and spoke into his ear, “Are you comfortable?” she whispered.

“Yyyes!!!,”

“Do you like my fingers touching your bare skin?” she asked.

“Yes! Please do it some more?”

With that she increased the tempo of her caresses and her hands covered every bit of his upper torso and the young man’s body was beginning to shiver with passion. Of course, the actions were having their effect on Bree too and she felt herself quicken with a growing passion with each of her caresses.

Having massaged his upper torso, Bree pulled the blanket up and exposed his legs to the upper thighs. There she continued to caress and massage as the man began to emit low animal sounds as she reached his more sensitive areas. As she worked, she bent over so that the top of her hospital uniform hung loosely away from her body and exposed her small, well shaped tits to the young man’s gaze through the loose neck..

By the time her hand reached under the blanket to grip the young man’s extremely hard cock he was wild with passion and this was reflected into Bree who found herself now also extremely excited. . .

Then, suddenly, with a surge of confidence, the young man threw off the blanket, rose up. Grabbed Bree in an embrace, kissed her passionately and put her back on the table where he quickly removed her hospital uniform. There he proceeded to suck on her nipples and caress her groin. The power had shifted from doctor to patient as he took control.

As suddenly as he’d come off the table, he returned over the top of Bree and between her splayed knees. As they came face to face he kissed her violently and she returned the kiss in kind.

As she lay beneath him, Bree knew that her fate was sealed! He was going to fuck her and it was what she wanted. She spoke, “Please go easy, I’ve never done it before.” With that, she steeled herself and prepared for the pain involved in the rupture of her hymen.

Above him, the man fumbled with his cock as he prepared for his first time with a woman also. He fumbled again and again as he sought to put the crown of his tool into her vagina. Then, after several misses, it found it’s mark and settled into place.

With only a quick glance into Bree’s eyes, he moved and his cock slid effortlessly in to it’s fullest penetration. Bree had experienced none of the pain of losing her maidenhood, probably since the hymen had been destroyed by her previous masturbation. The lay together.

Then, after a time, the young man began to experiment; to thrust and withdraw; to move sidewise; and to move his ass in little circles. As he experimented, he noted that each new move seemed to add to their pleasure.

Perhaps a minute or two later, Bree felt the young man stiffen and freeze. “I’m gonna cum!” he said; then it was over.

Then came the afterglow as they lay together. It had been unanticipated as they lay locked together enjoying the peace and tranquility which had been denied them for so long. It might have lasted longer but the young man soon found his penis filled with life and ready for another round. . . or perhaps just a continuation of the first!

This time, Bree felt the need to assume control. . .she was, after all, the attending physician! Or perhaps she was just a powerful woman or . . .

As she moved over the young man and assumed the position on top on the uncomfortable examining table she felt something she’d never really felt before. . . there was an attraction to this man; a kind of warm, cosy desire to be closer to him and to really know his heart and mind. She looked into his eyes and sought communication there.

Then, as she moved to insert the young man’s rather large penis into her, she leaned forward and kissed him. . . a long, meaningful kiss! It was a kiss that addressed the very heart and soul - another first for her!

Moving steadily along, she impaled herself slowly on to his cock and began to ride him cowgirl fashion. Like the young man she was awkward at first and began experimenting to develop new avenues of pleasure as she enhanced the old.

They worked together as Bree’s eyes openly adored her lover and was rewarded with a similar response from him. It was good! The two worked slowly to develop their passions as they made love with their eyes and minds. . .

Minutes passed and Bree felt her passions quickly elevated beyond all previous comprehension as they fucked together. As they worked together, she began to feel her body quicken even more; to reach out for some distant emotional peak. In response, she rode the young man harder and put her very heart and soul into what they were doing.

As the feeling increased she felt the demons of sex within her take control and her reason fade. Nothing mattered except that distant peak which was approaching faster now. The demons pressed her harder.

Soon, with her passions beyond her control, she felt the beginning of her release. . . a crescendo of conflicting feelings and emotions too powerful to resist or alter. Her demons were in total control, responding only to her needs and desires. . .

Then, even as she lived out her peak, she felt the young man’s cock jerk and spew forth it’s contents into her belly.

It was her first! Her first real orgasm and she reveled in it as she lay belly to belly and kissed and caressed his neck and shoulders while the afterglow overtook them. Then as the passion of their act faded and the peace and serenity that followed enveloped them, they continued to lay together.

Whe the young man’s flaccid cock slipped from her, Bree felt a loss. . . something was gone and the spell of the afterglow was being broken by reality. At first, she’d tried to maintain it but the press of the real world was too great.

Finally, she moved off the young man and after a few awkward moves removed herself from the examining table and handed her lover a hospital go0wn, “Here, take this and go down to the bathroom and cleasn yourself; then put on this clean gown.”

As the man departed, Bree hurried to her own quarters and cleaned herself before redressing and donning her white doctor’s coat; then returning to the man in the examining room.

There, she handed the young man a stack of forms, “Here are the forms to fill out if you want to be a patient of mine,” she said, “I assume you do wish to be a patient of mine.” The man needed no urging as he busied himself with the forms.

Then, as he handed her the completed forms she said simply, “Next week, Same time. Don’t be late.” and ushered him out the door.

She noted on the form that the young man’s name was John Dingham.

A few minutes later, she sat charting her notes on the visit. . . She would have to be very careful how she worded her report if his health insurance were to pay for this office visit!

-bobjj123