My boyfriend Carlo just asked me to let his best friend Jim watch us have sex. Carlo and I have been together for two years. The sex is amazing and I’ve become more open and adventurous because of him. He sat looking at me with his dark puppy dog eyes and a raging hard on. I can’t say no to either. While Carlo is average height and built like a brick wall. Jim is tall, athletic and gorgeous.
“Why do you want him to watch?” I asked.
“Because it’s hot.” Carlos answered.
I looked at Jim with his rather noticeable bulge. “Why do you want to watch?”
“Because it’s hot.” Jim smiled.
I had to admit it was. The idea the actual potential of being watched. I was throbbing just thinking about it. “Okay.” I shrugged. “You’ve seen me naked before.” Very true.
“You’re in charge Natasha.” Carlo pulled me to his lap.
He removed my shirt and started fondling my breasts from behind. Jim’s gleeful look doubled as he shifted in the chair across from us. I stood.
“Get naked.” I said to Carlo and took my jeans and panties off.
Carlo sat back on the couch. I licked the tip of Carlo’s penis and ran my tongue around him as I took him into my mouth.
“Yeah baby suck me.”
I glanced over at Jim and his now very pushed out pants and felt a rush between my legs.
It was then I realized two things. One I wanted Jim to watch and two, I wanted Jim. One of the two I could do. I moved and climbed over Carlo facing Jim.
“Oh yeah that’s perfect.” Carlo said as I lowered over his length. He leaned closer to my ear and whispered. “Why not let him stroke one out?”
I loved the idea. “I think you should get naked and play with yourself Jim. Give us a show too.” I said as I lifted and lowered slowly.
I enjoyed the sensation of being filled and seeing Jim strip naked. I sped up when Jim started stroking his long wide shaft.
“Ride me baby.” Carlo said while pinching my nipples hard.
I locked eyes with Jim as he stroked in tandem to my movements. The orgasm rocked me hard and I doubled over. Carlos moved me to my knees and started pumping from behind.
“She likes to suck cock Jim, ask nicely maybe she will while I fuck her from behind.”
That was not part of the plan. I did like a cock in my mouth and Carlos would never suggest it if he didn’t mean for me to do it.
“Really?” I looked over my shoulder to Carlo.
“Would you do it for me?” Carlo asked slowing his pace. “Please?”
My eyes fluttered with the pleasure of being stroked slow and steady. I’ve never done anything so daring.
“If you want me to I will.” I saw his approval smile, the one that he gave me when I did something right. I looked at Jim. “Well?”
“Will you suck me Natasha?” Jim smiled so sexily I clenched Carlo tight and nodded.
Carlo smacked my ass hard. “Good girl. Open wide.” He said as Jim stood before me.
I put my hands on Jim’s legs and took him in my mouth. The difference was noticeable. Jim was wider and his pre-cum saltier. I know both men are clean, Carlo and I were tested a few weeks ago so I’d let him go bareback and Jim got tested too, as moral support for Carlo who’s terrified of needles. Jim hasn’t had a girlfriend since.
I sucked and licked one cock as another slowly invaded me from behind. It was a huge and unexpected turn on. I opened my mouth wider as my orgasm struck and Jim hit the back of my throat with a groan. I tightened on Carlo as both thrust into me.
“Shit.” Carlo came deep inside me. I pulled my mouth free and gasped for air.
Jim sat on the couch and I looked at him shiny with my saliva.
“Ride him baby?” Carlos asked. “Let me watch you take him in.”
I wasn’t sure about that one. This felt like cheating since I wanted Jim. But is it if my boyfriend asks me to? I’ve always been attracted to Jim but would never had acted on it, I love Carlos with all my heart. This felt right and it also felt planned.
“Only if you want to.” Jim added.
I looked between them. “You’ve been planning this?”
“For weeks.” Carlos kissed me. “Ride him baby.” He guided me toward Jim and lifted my ass over Jim. I was ridiculously turned on by this. Carlo’s cum dripped out of me and over Jims head. Jim grabbed my hips and gently pushed me down. My body cheered for joy and I became more aroused than I’ve ever been in my life.
“This is hotter than I expected.” Carlo said as he reached around to fondle my breasts. “Go on baby cum on that cock.”
“She does clench a lot.” Jim said between moans.
“Incredible right?” Carlo asked.
Their banter told me more than I needed to know and it was arousing. The pressure built and I ground into Jim hard as my pussy rippled around him.
“Sweet mother of…” Jim panted.
“She’s almost there.” Carlo pushed me to lean against Jim.
I heard the tell-tale sound of lubricant and knew what was coming. I tightened around Jim as Carlo spread my ass cheeks.
Jim held my ass cheeks apart for Carlos and started thrusting up into me slowly as Carlo pressed against my asshole.
“Oh no.” I panted and tried to relax.
This was one of my deepest and most secret fantasies. Anal stung and hurt if I tensed up. Carlo smacked my ass hard, I relaxed and he pushed himself in slowly.
“What the fu…” The words died on my lips.
I adjusted to Carlo and he started pumping. Both men moaned and groaned as they filled me. Not everyone likes Anal. I didn’t at first and it took a while before I was able to enjoy it right away. There are some days when I crave it and would wish for a second cock to fill my pussy.
I was lost in the sensation of being utterly filled. The pleasure of Jim’s strokes and the intensity of Carlo’s. I realized after a while that the loud cries of pleasure were coming from my mouth. Words would not form as both thrusts brought me to the brink of intense pleasurable madness. Jim’s thrusts up were frantic and fast, Carlo pushed deep and hard. My g-spot was being pleasantly assaulted and I was beside myself with pleasure.
I screamed as my vision went black and my body exploded. The amount of liquid that came out with each sensual burst of ecstasy would have been alarming if I hadn’t squirted before. My friend who squirts said hers never happens in orgasm, and that I’m lucky. I collapsed as my body shook convulsively, Jim came hard and hot inside at the same time Carlo did.
Once we recovered and I was maddeningly empty of hard hot flesh. Carlo picked me up and took me to the shower. Jim came in and they washed me slowly lingering fingers drawing my arousal out again.
“Can Jim play with us again?” Carlo asked with his puppy dog eyes.
“Yes.” I barely managed to get the word out before Jim started kissing me and Carlo’s fingers slipped in to expertly rub my g-spot.
Your eyes travel across the screen as you read the sexy story. Nobody knows that you read them. You started reading them as research, curiosity and the to help fill need to learn what you innocently never knew. Your eyes take in the words of how the hands caress a cock then it caresses a pussy.
You feel the flutter of arousal beat its first thrum into your core and shift in the chair. Licking your lips you keep reading about sucked nipples and plunging fingers and your own naked nipples pucker. The flutters become indistinguishable and settle into a deep need between your legs that you shift to part. Heat and the gentle scent of arousal escape as you flick your thumbs over your taught nipples.
Faster your eyes take in the sexy words of grasping hands and deep hard thrusts as you wiggle your hips. pushing your mound against the cushioned fabric of the towel covered chair you pinch your naked exposed nipples. For a moment your eyes dart from the screen and around the empty dark room. The desirable pulse between your legs urges you to lean back in the chair.
You read about slippery cocks and slip your hand down to your already naked pussy. With a gentle stroke you slip your middle finger between your wet hot folds as you read about wet blinding orgasms.
Your finger enters your eager hot hole and you draw it out. Shiny in the light of the computer screen. The woman being fucked from behind was licking another woman in the story as you tentatively part your lips and dart your tongue out to taste of what you’ve never tasted before.
The rich smell of wet arousal on your finger tastes salty and pleasant and so you envelop the finger with your own mouth and suck. The sudden surge of arousal was undeniable. You dip your fingers back in and suck them again moaning softly. Your left hand rubs and grabs at your breasts as you pant and lap up your own juices. The pressure becomes too much to bear and you shove two fingers deep inside yourself. With one hand pumping and the other rubbing your clit, you pull your legs up spreading wide.
The urgency curls your toes and the orgasm releases. You attempt to keep stroking but your thighs clamp on your hands and your body jerks with pleasure. When you open your eyes and remove your hands, your shiny fingers make your tongue tingle. You lick and suck them clean as you continue to read about the couple who brought another woman into the mix. It’s what your husband wants and as you study the erotic stories, it becomes your own want.
One by one my friends abandoned me. Leaving me on the dance floor to flirt and sexy dance with strangers. One by one they disappeared for quickie anonymous sex or to leave with a stranger for some hot sticky bedroom sex.
One by one I was eventually the last woman standing. I wanted to have sex with someone tonight, maybe I was coming across as desperate or it just wasnt my night. The fun of it waned quickly as i had nobody left to giggle with or duck off to the bar with.
It was late anyway. Last call was announced half an hour ago and if I wanted to beat the taxi rush I needed to go now.
I didn’t beat the rush. I had to wait another hour before I got one to take me home. I paid the driver and started up the walk to the house I was renting along with three of the girls who ditched me. I couldn’t see any candles or any sign they’d come back here.
The glow of a cellphone caught my eye and I turned my head to the neighboring house. An older couple owned the home and their kids were all grown up and long gone.
I looked closer and in the faint glow of the phone I recognized the man from christmas. I remember he was super shy and sweet. Well mannered and covertly stole glances. He had an odd name, one I recalled from a cheesy Christmas Special.
“Nestor?” I said not quite sure it was him.
He looked up and his mouth fell open. I was in a tight micro dress with my breasts nearly hanging out.
“April. I live next door.” I wanted to flirt with him for no reason other than I was horny.
“Ah the renters. My folks say you’re a good lot. not rowdy and you keep the place up.”
I got closer and recalled his awkward charm and handsome face. Good looking but not sexy hot. This was a keeper type not a one night stand type.
“Are you visiting?” I said and crossed my arms to push my breasts out a bit more. I wanted to see if he’d bulge his pants.
“They’ve gone out-of-town for the week, I’m just here to check up on things.”
“You’re sweet to do so Nestor.”
I moved closer drawn to his bashful appeal. He was at least ten years older in his mid thirties. Suddenly I wanted to have sex with him. Badly. He sat there shy and unwilling to make a move.
“Could you do me a favor?” I asked.
“Sure.” He said and rubbed his palms on his jeans.
I propped my foot on his knee, “the buckle on my shoe is too tight. Could you loosen it one notch for me?”
I caught his eyes peering beneath the micro skirt to my wet thong beneath. With shaking fingers and a victorious prominent bulge, he loosened my buckle one notch.
“There you go.” He said.
I didn’t pull my leg way and his hand moved up my ankle to my calf.
“Nestor would you mind removing my thong for me? It’s terribly uncomfortable now.” I set my foot down.
He didn’t object and moved his hands up my thighs. He hooked his fingers over the thin fabric and pulled them down. I stepped out of them.
“I’m so tired from dancing. Perhaps I could sit with you a moment?” I asked and straddled him.
“Oh, um April…” Nestor began.
“You’re not married are you?” I didn’t see a ring.
“No, no nothing like that at all. Very ah… single.”
“Oh good.” I pouted. “Maybe you could make my seat more comfortable. It’s a bit hard.”
I moved back and he undid his jeans. I reached and pulled him free. I was pleasantly surprised at the amount of man in my hands.
“Well with this in the way no wonder I couldn’t get comfortable.”
I reached into the top of my dress and found the condom I’d tucked under the left breast and opened it. I covered him and smiled. “There that’s better.”
“Here hold onto these while I get settled.” I pulled the top of my dress down to expose my pert tits and his hands went to them immediately.
Nestor eagerly fondled and even started sucking on a breast as I lowered over him. He was a good fill and I was glad I decided to seduce him. I began riding him slowly at first and sped up quickly as I rubbed him inside me.
“Oh Nestor you feel amazing.”
“I cant believe this is happening.”
I don’t know why but his shyness was a huge turn on. He started gasping and grunting and I watched his face as he came. I was close enough and kept going until my climax cascaded through me as I ground into him.
I climbed off, covered by breasts and picked up my thong. I dropped the damp fabric into his hands. I picked up his phone and put my number in it.
“Soooo… While you’re here,” I said handing it back. “The next time you get hard text me.”
“Would you rather come into your hand or into my pussy?”
“Should I text you now or wait until you at least get inside your house?”
After two hours of preening and perfecting myself for the party, I wanted it all undone. For three hours, I stole glances, touches and whispered promises from him. His tuxedo turned into a candy wrapper in my mind’s eye, one that withheld the most delectable of treats and one that would be opened the moment it could be done.
A laugh at a mundane joke or story lit his face and stretched his smile warms my heart and soul. My eyes glide over his stubble covered jaw to his soft thick hair. His charm and humor hold his audience as he unwittingly steals the show.
His strong hands undo the silk bow of his tie, tugging the ends to dangle and I know he’s done with this party. His dark blue eyes settle on mine and the tick of a smile tugs the corner of his soft full lips.
With a hand sliding around my back to rest on my hip he guides me from the crowded loud room without a word. I say and do nothing but let him lead me up to our hotel room.
“You,” He said with a tone that shivers my core every time, “are mine.”
“Am I?” I reply.
I lick my brightly red-stained lips, back away from him, and turn to face the large sliding glass doors. I smile at his reflection in the glass as he unwraps the tux from his body as I pretend to focus on the city far below.
He would not speak again to justify his claim with meaningless words that was not his way. The warm rough hand that tugged a silk tie moments ago slid around my neck to caress it gently as his other hand unzipped my dress. Usually, he closes the curtains this is new.
The hot stream of breath on the back of my neck raised goose pimples and tightened my nipples. I would not move to justify his claim, not yet, if at all.
The sparkling red fabric of my dress pooled at my matching patent leather three-inch heels. Bared to the world I stood naked save for my shoes and jewelry. His right hand tightens on my neck and pins me to the glass gently as his left-hand reaches around to finger my clit.
My red lips part with a gentle gasp of pleasure. A shudder flourishes between my legs as he rubs the tip of his cock along the crack of my ass.
“I own you.” He breathes the words into my ear and his warm breath plays across my skin a moment before his lips claim the earlobe.
“Do you?” I pant the words out knowing he wants me to make him prove it.
He gently sucks and nibbles until I gasp again and he presses me further against the cold glass. The pleasurable sensation of the glass on my tits turns me on more. I turn my head as my face is held to the glass.
His mouth moves from my ear to my neck, biting softly and nipping my skin as his left-hand forces my legs apart from behind. My panting breath fogs the glass as his fingers firmly rake my wet southern lips. He pulls on my hip forcing my ass away from the glass, and with a hard thrust, he claims my aching pussy.
“Say it.” He commands as he pulls out and pauses denying me what I both want and must have.
“I’m yours,” and I cry out with delight as he fills me again.
After several hard glorious thrusts, he pulls me from the glass and throws me to the bed. I bounce on my back as he climbs over me, pulls my high heels from my feet, tossing them to the floor. He pins my arms with his strong hands making my insides flutter and surge with pleasure. He hovers over me as the strength of his masculine being washes over my hormone-soaked body. He could hurt me easily, but he won’t.
I wiggle my hips and beg him to rejoin with my body, “please.”
Begging was the gasoline for his fire, but only if I meant it and I did. I was going insane with need and I began struggling to get it. The moment I struggled his mouth claimed mine, and he kissed me deeply drawing out my moans of pleasure and frustration. He let my hands go so I could bury them in his hair as my reward and he gripped my hips before plunging back in.
I climbed to my summit fast and breathless. His tongue filled my mouth as his cock filled my cunt, stroke after stroke until I could bear it no more. His mouth broke free from mine as his fingers dug in and he slammed harder and faster. He grunts with a primal force, as he slams as deep as he can go.
“Please claim me, please.” My pussy clamps down on his final strokes as my orgasm pulls out his climax.
“Arrrgh!” He cries out as his thick hot cum marks my body as his property.
As his sweaty body pins me deliciously to the bed he opens his eyes and smiles.
“I love you,” he says with a husky tone.
“Do you?” I tease and giggle just before he kisses me to prove his words.
The wine was exactly what we needed. After a grueling week at work, my friend and I were kicking back watching a movie and laughing our asses off.
“Seriously Gina the guy actually ate food that fell on the floor.” I said after telling her about another botched date. Nobody was getting past date three and they only got past one out of pity or curiosity.
“Right?” I giggled.
“What’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever done?” She asked with a grin.
“You first,” I said refilling our glasses.
“Okay.” She moved to sit cross-legged leaning back in the corner of my very comfortable couch. “I let a total stranger finger me at the store.”
“When!” I sat up and mirrored her sitting position. Our movie was turned down and forgotten a while ago.
“Two months ago and he had huge fat fingers too.”
“You slut.” I tossed a pillow at her laughing.
“Your turn,” Gina prompted.
“I made a porn of myself and Billy.”
“I don’t believe you. That man was a jerk but he was hot.”
“I did. I still have it.”
“There is no way you, little-miss-conservative, have home porn with big Willy Billy.”
“I do.” I got up to get it.
I’ve never shown anyone and it’s been ages since I watched it. We’ve seen porn together before so it was no big deal.
I brought out my laptop, opened it up, and pressed play on the file.
“Oh my…” Gina set her wine down as she watched me deep-throat Bill. I reached to turn it off having made my point.
“Leave it. Shit, I’m getting hot over here.”
“All the more reason to turn it off,” I said reaching again as on screen me spread wide.
My hand froze I forgot how hot this was. I’d wait just until he… Ever so slowly he pushed into five-years-ago-me.
“It’s been so long,” Gina said.
Gina was flicking her nipples through her shirt and mine were hardening as on screen me moaned as the large cock finally disappeared. It wasn’t that Gina had shoved her hands up her shirt and was all out rubbing her breasts that turned me on in a flash it was that she was being turned on by watching me having sex.
I sucked my breath in, as he pulled out slowly shiny and hard.
“Ohhh.” Gina pulled her shirt up exposing her breasts. “You have such a great pussy.”
I know neither of us is lesbian or bi. I sometimes wish we were. I experimented but it wasn’t for me. I do like watching porn. I was breathing fast my eyes darting from my computer to Gina and back.
She was wiggling her hips as I was turned over to my knees and Bill smacked my ass cheek with his slick cock.
Gina’s hand slid between her legs and she hiked up her skirt. She fingered her wet underwear crotch making the spot grow. My breasts ached and I was eager to touch myself. She was horny and watching me having sex.
I lifted my own shirt and pulled my bra down to manipulate my tits and Gina moaned loudly as on screen me was getting rammed from behind. Apparently, that was all the permission Gina needed. She tugged the wet fabric aside and went to work fingering herself.
I turned up the sound and Gina writhed and stroked herself. I pulled my jeans and underwear off and sat on the couch shoving two fingers as far as I could into my soft hot flesh.
Together we rubbed and stroked to my porn. Gina came first and I followed quickly. Panting and smiling, we both finished our wine.
I smiled a wicked grin. “I have toys and I keep them very clean if you want to play more.”
“Oh my God yes.” Gina peeled the rest of her clothes off.
I jumped up and jogged to get my favorite suction cup dildo’s for us to ride on the floor. I would never share them with anyone other than her. This was going to be so much fun.
For months now my neighbor and his wife have been watching me. Or rather looking into my kitchen and living room windows that face my small backyard and therefore their yard. I often walk around topless and sometimes fondle my ample pillowy breasts as I love to feel good. Who doesn’t?
I’ve noticed them (Not always together) Watching through my sliding glass doors from their deck. The only reason I’m not too pissed is that they are both attractive and I may have started going topless more often. I may have made a show of fondling my breasts while I look out to my almost very private yard. All except for their raised view from directly across.
A tiny bit of me was turned on by knowing they went out of their way to sneak a peek and that I often heard them rutting after I put on a breast rubbing show or when I tanned naked.
They were both sitting on their deck drinking coffee and facing my window. The woman was attempting to covertly flick her nipples. Voyeurs. I know how sexy it is to watch on the sly. They know I know they watch and today I woke feeling particularly randy. I sat at my own table topless, resting my breasts on the table and playing with them. I sipped my own coffee and read some sexy blogs, looked at some fantastic dick Pics and worked my self up.
I stopped reading and stared at a particularly sexy dick pick of a man as he gripped his nearly purple cock head. I could imagine myself running my fingers through his soft looking chest and stomach hair as I rode him hard.
The doorbell rang, I jumped and my pussy fluttered. I ran to the door and signed for the package as my nipples hardened. I closed the door and had to take a moment to temper my arousal. Not because of the delivery man but because of my purchase. I knew it was being delivered today and I was over excited to give it a try.
With shaking hands I opened the box and took out the dildo from its packaging. It was six inches in girth and looked so real I began panting. I took it to my kitchen sink and washed it carefully. I stripped my shirt off and my panties and was about to stick the suction cup to the floor when I had a very naughty idea. An idea that made me double over from arousal.
I rubbed and squeezed a breast as I walked to my sliding glass door. They were watching. The woman slipped a hand up her shirt as I squeezed a breast and pulled hard on my nipple.
I gauged the height necessary and I slammed the dildo to the glass.
“Watch this!” I said even though they couldn’t hear me. I reached between my legs and brought he tip up to my eager opening.
It was wider than any toy I have and I was moaning and panting by the time I got it in. I waited a moment with lodged deep inside and looked over my shoulder.
Mouths agape and wide-eyed they sat staring at me; both hands were up her shirt now. I smiled and straightened my legs to give them a good view of it sliding out of my sopping hole. It stretched and rubbed making my eyes flutter. I bent my knees and took it in again.
I muttered and repeated the action. I came quickly, but wasn’t done. I kept riding the toy and rubbed my clit until I came again. I know if I go further I could get there. With people watching and the idea of them being turned on by me, I was overly excited. I didn’t stop.
“Oh god it’s so good.”
I kept riding and feeling the tugging pleasure of each stroke. I bent over and twerked my ass then bobbed it up and down fast. The angle was perfect for me and for them. It rubbed my g-spot even harder and I furiously rubbed my clit as the pressure built up inside.
“Oh yes, oh my fucking yes!” I cried out and rode harder.
The pressure built and I moved off the toy and rubbed my clit as I squirted on the glass. Panting, I turned to watch my neighbor slamming his wife from behind. I watched a moment then went back to my toy. It would be faster this time. I rubbed and rode until the pleasure promise was too much. I fell to my knees spurting hot cum on the glass. I crumbled to the floor in my own wet mess. I watched the couple orgasm together and collapse to a heap themselves.
I looked up at my new favorite play thing and knew I was going to perform for them again and again. I’d watch them watching me and they’d get off while I watch them.
Unexpected Company (Quick and Dirty Short Stories)
For a party it sure was dull. Then again it was a cocktail party and not even one with tonnes of booze. I as here to support my friend as she hosted her coworkers, clients and other friends.
There were plenty of couples being overly friendly and I even saw a woman giving a guy a hand-job by the long drapes as if nobody would see. I did and since I liked it I was feeling a tad randy myself.
From that moment on all I could do was catch people kissing, touching or even fingering on the sly. Maybe I was just looking for it but damn if seeing that man pull his slick finger from under that dress didn’t make me wet.
“Having fun boo?” Thelma asked as she handed me a fruity mostly juice drink. She called me Boo even though my name is Brooke.
“Yes I am.” I said looking over her shoulder and seeing a mans hand go up a top. Was this an orgy or something? “There’s a lot of groping going on.”
“Mmm?” Thelma looked around. “I suppose… I invited mostly couples. Sorry Boo gotta go.” She held up a drink she needed to deliver.
I walked around and chatted and kept my eyes out for the naughty couples. I was feeling too frisky for my own good. I really shouldn’t be looking… I froze in my tracks as I wandered into the billiard room to see a woman covertly attempt to ride a man in a corner while a loud game of pool happened four feet away. I positioned myself to pretend to watch the game as I watched the couple. I couldn’t see anything but that didn’t change things. I became aroused and flushed. My groin throbbed with my pulse and my nipples ached.
I slipped out of the room and made my way to the back of the house where a small spare bathroom was. It was out-of-the-way and a good place to go masturbate. The light was off under the door and the hall was mostly empty. I ducked in quickly and locked the door while I pulled the top of my dress down.
I immediately fondled my breasts with one hand as I dropped my panties in a flash. I decided to flick the light on since I loved watching as I fingered myself.
“Oh shit!” I said as a man with a long thick hard-on stood frozen staring at me. He was a good-looking man and he held a fine piece of equipment in his hands. “Sorry I didn’t know anyone was in here…” I didn’t put my top up since I’m not overly shy and I am ridiculously horny. Maybe we could make the best of this situation.
“I figured you’d scream or freak out. I’m glad I saw you had tits as you came in.” He licked his lips and moved his hand over his length. “Fuck they’re nice tits.”
I know my friend and I know she keeps condoms everywhere in this monster house. I opened the cupboard, fished one out and held it up. I hiked my skirt up as he rolled the condom on. The second he was done he grabbed me and kissed me hard and deep.
I was ready for him when he impaled me with one deep thrust.
“Fuck.” I said into his mouth and pulled his hair.
The agonizingly sexy pull and push of him was maddening. We grunted and tongued each others mouths with a fury of passion that was to each our own.
“Fuck my pussy hard big guy.” I said as he pushed me against the door and broke the kiss. “Yes, yes make me come.”
“Ram me hard and fast.” I was so close. “You’re so big and stretching me wide.”
“I’m going to come.” He said just before I felt the torrents of pleasure grip my body and he jerked hard against me.
He pulled out and I leaned against the sink to catch my breath. He flushed the condom, washed his hands and I left the bathroom.
When I came out I heard my phone beep from a text behind me. I turned around to see the man holding my clutch and phone. He looked up from it and handed it over.
“You left that behind.” He smiled and walked past me.
Half an hour later I was heading out the door to go home feeling so much better but still horny. Thorough some clandestine investigation I learned that the big guy from the bathroom was from my friends gym. She thought he was the nicest guy and probably gay.
My phone buzzed and I read the text. “Turn around sexy tits.”
I turned and saw the big guy in a sleek black car. “Do you want to ride me?”
“Don’t you mean Do I want a ride home?” I asked as I began tingling anew and walked the three steps to his car.
“My version’s more fun.” He said pawing an obvious hard on.
Well damn if he was ready that fast who am I to walk away? I opened the car door and got in. I wonder how long it will be before one of us asks the other for a name.
With Beth & Sean Complete it’s time to begin a new story.
Here is a sneak preview of the story of Ivy English, a young career minded woman with big plans and no room for distraction. Climbing Ivy will debut August 24th 2017.
I decided to go back to my original style of story telling for this one as well as trying something a little new. Ivy is a character I enjoyed writing and hope you will enjoy reading.
I decided to move closer to the large boulders and near the cliff. It wasn’t a huge cliff but it was a crumbly one. I was bound to find a critter or two to look at. I looked up at the sun after exploring for a while to see that I still had plenty of time. I walked along the beach until the rocks turned to pebbles and I left the cliff behind me. I daydreamed about my new job, about how I’m so different in a work setting. I’m a hard ass and a hard worker. I wanted to climb the ladder and go places. I wanted to succeed and make my family and myself proud.
“Oh!” I nearly tripped when a man stepped out from a beach house set back into a large treed area.
I became nervous. If I were to describe the sexiest man alive, it would be the man I just stumbled upon. He had a strong jaw lined with dark stubble, piercing blue eyes and a quirky smile that make my bikini bottoms wet.
“Hey.” He said in a deep voice as he approached with a smile on his face.
“Sorry.” I stammered as he took strong strides toward me. “I didn’t realize there was a beach house here.”
“No worries.” He said after looking me over from head to toe and back.
He lingered on my hips and purple bikini covered breasts but went back to my eyes. Huh. All the men I know are ogling pigs. They will make eye contact with nipples more often than pupils. Then again, this man was older than any of the men that I’ve ever dated…
My hands shook as I closed the front door of my house, dropped my purse and keys on the table and pulled down the top of my spaghetti strap dress. I leaned against the cool wall and tugged on my nipples. I smiled at my reflection in the wall length mirror and pushed my dress down over my hips taking my underwear with it. I stepped out leaving my heels on and went back to fondling my breasts.
Reading erotica on the bus home and thinking dirty thoughts all day led me to this burst of out of control need. I moaned and ran my hands over my curvy body watching myself in the mirror. I’ve never done this before but the character in the book had. I stood here in broad daylight in front of a mirror. The idea stuck and I had to do it.
I spread my legs and gasped at how shiny and swollen I’d become. The lightest touch from my fingers sent spasms of pleasure through my lips to my clit. I wondered how wet I could get and spread myself to look. I leaned up against the wall and began rubbing my clit in gentle circles.
I’ve always been shy about sex, and lately, I’ve been reading more and more erotica. Some of it made me horny some made me cringe. I quickly found the sub-genres that made my blood rush and focused on them. I wanted to be more I wanted to explore and play. In my head after reading a story I’d feel brave, however the more time that passed after reading, the less bravado I felt.
I took in the view of my hand with my delicate petals pushing up between my fingers. I imagined myself a sexy woman in a novelette, the confident woman who could claim the pleasures she longed for.
I clenched and pulsed, I sunk to the floor as I pulled my heels closer to my bum and spread wide. The cold floor beneath me became warm as my body heated up fast.
Panting, groaning and rubbing marginally faster, I gasped when a sexy amount of viscous wet pooled at my opening. I tightened my pelvic muscles and it overflowed. The clear shiny line made its way over my taint to drip to the floor. It was happening I was doing what a woman in a sexy story might do.
“Oh yes,” I said rubbing my lips and clit faster, my pulse thundered in my chest and ears.
I closed my eyes and let my orgasm take over my body. The sweet sensation coated me and caressed my soul. There was more to this than one meager orgasm. I planned to watch myself finger my now dripping pussy.
I opened my eyes to see my husband standing with his mouth open, eyes burning with lust and a raging hard on in his hand and I grinned at my reflection as I disappeared two fingers deep inside as he fell to his knees stroking. Now was my moment to be bold.
I read the message twice to proceed to room nine and with an excited shaking hand, I opened the door. I clicked my heels on the linoleum floor as I made my way down the long hall to room nine.
I read the instructions and laid on the pad on the floor. I scooted down until my head rested in the groove on the pad and as instructed put my arms in the comfortable grooves in the wall. A curtained partition lowered over my upper chest leaving my arms, shoulders, neck and head in the small room. The lights dimmed
I wondered why my arms and that of the man last night were not allowed in the room. I didn’t wonder long as hands ran the length of my legs from my feet to my hips. A new man, a new stranger and a new cock. I was wet just from the idea. The appeal of this place was too much to deny. No wonder Sue has been so happy and fun lately with a secret like this? My thoughts fled as my legs were spread and propped so my knees were bent up.
Two hands rubbed my stomach, hips and down between my inner thighs. What would he do I wondered. I wasn’t ready for a second set of hands to cup my breasts.
I, like many women, love my breasts being played with. As the hands below massaged and played with my lower lips and opening a second set focused on massaging my ample breasts. The two upper hands went to work on one breast and a mouth sucked and licked the other.
I was unable to stop my hips from wiggling as a thick penis slipped inside me. Not being able to see what was being done was too much and my already revved up body let loose a small but delectable orgasm. Still the cock in me thrust steady and now slicker than before. I felt a body straddle my torso below my breasts and a warm hard piece of man meat came to rest between by breasts. It was warm and slick feeling. I felt my breasts being pushed together to envelope the hard wet cock and then he began thrusting.
There was a cock in my pussy thrusting away surging my insides with velvet pleasure and one slipping between my sensitive breasts. The hands holding my tits were also rubbing the nipples. I never would have thought being fucked with my breasts would be arousing or feel good. It did. The weight of the man on my chest and thrusting added to the sensual onslaught and I was close again. I pulsed my PC muscles and the man between my legs sped up, as did the man slipping between my tits.
I was gasping and clawing at the wall as everything blew up at once. With a hard final thrust between my legs, I came undone with blinding spasms of orgasm. I felt something warm hit my upper chest and the man on me stopped moving.
I heaved my breaths to gather my wits as smaller twinges of pleasure flashed. Both men removed themselves from my body. I lowered my legs closed and as before, I waited. After a few moments, I was able to pull myself back into the small room to clean up. This time there was semen in me and in large sticky streaks on my chest.
Cleaned with my robe on I looked at the screen.
Did you enjoy yourself?’ I pressed yes.
‘Would you like to return?’ Of course, I pressed yes.
‘Are you agreeable to providing service again?’ Yes. I may have taped it twice quickly.
‘Proceed to the blood testing room. Then the change room. Have a good night.’
I did as asked. In the change room, I could shower then go home or just dress and go home. I chose the latter. I wanted a hot bubble bath, a glass of wine and a good book.