I had to skip Saturday’s request as a family emergency came up. I was worried they’d never invite me back but Sue assured me that it wasn’t breaking a rule to say no or take a break. The emergency resolved by Tuesday, my sister and husband were having a big fight. It turned out she was pregnant and acting irrational and he was frustrated with her temper. Once they figured it out all was good and let him move back in.
Despite how busy I was during the week, my mind found ways to make time for sexy thoughts of anonymous sex. There was nothing I could come up with that made it wrong. Well that I believed in anyway. I received an email about my level graduation, Thus the second man option. I was bumped to level three and that was exciting. Unbelievable really. It seemed to happen too fast, Sue only made level four last week and she’s been level three for more than half a year.
That afternoon I was texted to come in for service. I didn’t hesitate with my reply of yes. I did not want to risk losing my invitations. Friday’s were nearly write offs as I sat at my desk wet and unable to sit still. The air-conditioning was down and we were promised it would be fixed soon. I sat at my desk, a bit sweaty as I daydreamed of Mr. Thursday. I was secretly sad I didn’t get a VIP request yesterday from him. Or anyone. Still the usual Friday and Saturday were more than enough to get my hormones raging and pussy pulsing.
I looked up as my boss Drew Manson knocked on my door. He looked pleased, a bit flustered from the heat. His tie was off and his collar was unbuttoned. That was about as casual as he would manage. He still wore his suit jacket.
“Hi Mr. Manson.” I smiled.
“I wanted to let you know the promotion is yours. I thought you’d like to hear that before you head out for the weekend.”
“Really?” I jumped up and once again enjoyed the slick slide of my southern lips. I reached to shake his hand and he chuckled. As far as boss’s go, He’s never been inappropriate or weird nor ever made me feel uncomfortable. He was great to work for and fair. I was lucky to be here and I appreciated the promotion completely.
“It was barely a contest Amara. You’ve more than proved your worth here.”
“Thank you.” I grinned and caught sight of five little star clustered freckles near his collarbone. My insides flipped and not in a bad way. Uh oh.
“Go on and head out early, I’m letting everyone go, this heat is disgusting.” He dabbed his brow with a handkerchief. Drew Manson wasn’t unattractive, but not my taste either. Even now, I wasn’t attracted to him specifically. Other than I know how amazing it is to ride his… I shook my head. I needed to talk to Sue. Could this cause me to be expelled?
“Thanks Mr. Manson. Have a good weekend.”
“Weekends are why I work so hard. See you Monday.”
He turned and left and I texted Sue. She agreed to come over before we went to the shop tonight.
Sue came over after I tidied up and got ready for service. I told her what happened with the boss and she giggled.
“Oh Amara it’s bound to happen. You have choices. You can remove him from your line up unless you like the idea of slipping your boss. You do have to report that know you know him, but as long as you play by the rules, it’s totally fine. You will be asked if you want him to know. That’s up to you too. I actually figured out one woman in my favourites by chance and we see each other outside and both know.”
“I don’t want a relationship with him. I do want to have him again…” I did. Even now thinking about how he was my first and how much I liked riding him while sucking the other guy, I was uncomfortably wet. “But I don’t know if I want him to know. It would be weird at work. I like his… you know, but not him.”
“Then he doesn’t have to know. The truth of it is we sign up for anonymity. Just because you know doesn’t mean he has to. If you think it would be weird at work then definitely don’t.”
“I’ll think about it. I don’t think it will bother me to know, just for him to know. I was worried I’d be let go or something.”
“Nah. Someone likes you. You’ll be passing me in no time.”
“Doesn’t that bother you?” I asked.
“Amara, I get sex two to three times a week. Almost every week. I only wish you swung both ways.”
“Me too. Meh. Let’s go get used.” Sue giggled and we left my apartment.
I gave my message that I figured out one of my selections. I was given a contract to read and sign. I chose not to let the man know. I was okay with that. I was assured that if the opposite were to occur I might not know that someone knew me. I was okay with that too, in fact it was a little exciting. I put on my robe and waited in the prep room for about ten minutes before being called to room three. I tucked my hair up into the full face mask. I laid on my back with my legs restrained spread open on a table in the middle of a room.
“So you are aware.” A deep male voice sounded to my left. “I am watching.” He said it with a tone that suggested he was disguising his voice. I hoped it was Mr. Thursday, him or not I wanted to believe it was him because it turned me on.
The door opened and I heard another come in. The first set of hands were rough and opted out of foreplay. He thrust his condom-clad cock and came before I was fully aroused. The second was more giving with rubbing my breasts as he thrust away into me. Again, he wore a condom. If I didn’t know what the reward was, I might dislike this. Even as impersonal, as they were I liked knowing they were enjoying my body. After all, I may have or may someday enjoy theirs. I figured out that these men that rushed are possibly newer members or even applicants. That aroused me sufficiently to enjoy the feeling of their erections as the third condom clad man sped through the act. Rushed or not it still felt good. No orgasms, but that was okay. Even more so I liked that someone was watching this. That someone found me sexy enough to want to watch other men use me. That someone was still in the room.
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.
Even though I enjoyed the new man thoroughly I was hoping to find Mr. Thursday again. He was on the forefront of all my naughty thoughts lately. The following week flew by as I worked harder than before and I counted the minutes to the weekend.
Today at work, I was empowered with confidence. I felt sexy and desired. Fridays had that effect on me now. I thought back to last Friday. Weird or not those three men made me feel good about myself. Apparently, I taste good. They weren’t the first to say so. I got the text for tonight at lunch time. An invitation. I was instantly wet when I read the text and had to go clean myself. I was daydreaming about which of the three options I would choose and was leaning toward the chair again. How fun it was to ride…
“Earth to Amara…”
I shook my head and looked up at Drew Manson my boss.
“Sorry Sir. I was thinking.”
“Clearly. I wanted to ask you to take on the Robertson account. You’ve been impressing the hell out me lately and It’s time you had your own A-list client.”
I stood and shook his hand. “Thank you sir,” My southern lips were slippery from daydreaming and it felt great.
“Whatever you’ve been doing to center yourself, keep it up.”
I nodded as he left. I was glad I thought to put a liner on or I may have soaked through my pencil skirt. I looked at the clock, finished my report and left to prepare for my anonymous date with a man-chair.
I stared at the screen in the little room. I was bumped up another level to two. There was two more options. Two cocks on the ground and two on the wall. My thoughts of the chair forgotten and I selected two on the ground. The wall was my least favourite. I liked the contact of the bodies. I was able to choose two penis’s. My last Saturday man wasn’t there so I chose the first penis from my first encounter with the wall and a new one that was so thick it was a little intimidating.
I entered the room after following a green line and found the two close on the floor in masks. Both hard and ready to go. I undressed and looked at the screen to read the message.
‘They can stand, kneel or lay down. They cannot touch you or each other. Touch their shoulder and tell them what you want and guide them into position.’
The two pictures of each erect penis had a short list below each. The first, my first, had listed; Condom preferred, not mandatory, do not squeeze testicles, no anal and no toys. The second thicker one had the no squeezing testicles, Condom preferred, not mandatory, no pain and loves oral. I hit the done button when I finished reading and turned. I was slick and hot for cock. Two actually. I never would have thought I’d be doing two men. Then again, two and three have done me.
I grabbed two condoms from the bowl on the table. If they want them, they can have them. I paused a moment to decide what to do and marveled at the two men. Both were on the softer side of the body scale. Maybe older? I didn’t care they were both beautiful regardless. I knelt and ran my hands over my first’s torso and stomach. The softer flesh was just as nice to manhandle as the firm muscular bodies, I just liked feeling a man’s body it seemed.
I started trailing kisses over his body and gently stroked his erection. He had small clusters of freckles that I couldn’t help lick. There were five tiny freckles in a near star shape just above his left collarbone near his neck. When his breathing had picked up, I put the condom on him. He flexed and I took that as approval. I was grateful that I had this man on my first visit here and wanted to make him feel good.
I reached over and touched the other man’s shoulder. “Please stand.” He got up and waited. I realized their arms were restrained to their sides by a strap behind their backs. I maneuvered him carefully to stand astride the man on the floor. I was giddy and slippery with excitement. I straddled my first and eased him in slowly. I could definitely tell the difference between a condom clad cock and a bareback one. He felt fantastic as he rubbed and inched his way up into me. I wiggled and enjoyed the feeling of cock filling me up.
Next, I ran my hands up the legs of the big one. He was toned but had a soft layer of fat on his body. I loved the way his soft curly leg hair felt. I wiggled my hips not lifting yet and started licking his testicles and worked my way up his very wide shaft to the tip. First below me flexed and it felt amazing. I licked and sucked the massive head as if it were a lollipop and on my knees straddling the first I lifted and dropped.
Having one in my mouth and the other stroking my insides was erotic. I was stimulated quickly and came. I took a moment to sit still with the hard shaft deep in my well while working the other and tasting his pre-cum. First, let out a small quiet moan as I started riding again. I took as much of second into my mouth as I could. It was too much to take too far in. The thought of it between my legs sent me into overdrive. I gripped second, with my hand and rode fast and hard on my freckled first. I gasped and grunted as my first moaned and grunted quietly. The intensity grew within and I started grinding into first. My body tightened and released as the pulses of orgasmic delight spread outward. I felt first jerk beneath me and I knew he’d come.
I felt pretty good about that. I got up retrieved a towel, cleaned up first quickly and removed the used condom. I then guided second to lay down again. I stared a moment at his hard thick cock and whimpered with the joyous arousal that responded. I can have that one too. I knelt and rolled the larger lubricated condom over him and was panting as I positioned his legs in a bent position with knees up and feet flat. I climbed over second and my pussy ached at the sight of him pointing straight up, not at all toward his chest and ready to be inside me.
“Oh God.” I lowered myself to touch the tip while holding on to his knees for support.
I had to stop after getting his tip in and adjust. And this guy’s not even the widest or biggest on the list. It didn’t matter I know dammed well that I will tighten back up and any cock will feel amazing small or large if used properly.
When the slight burning of stretching eased off and I felt the tingles of arousal over power me I lowered a bit then backed off. The move slicked him up more along with the lubricant on the condom. I chose it on purpose I knew I’d want him slick. I slipped down half way and mewled with delight.
“Ohhhhh.” I lifted and this time dropped down taking his entire massive cock inside me.
I lifted nearly off him and slowly took him in again. I’ve never felt anything so intensely. I smiled when he started panting and making low noises in his throat.
A sudden burst of horny took over and I had to move faster. Instinct gripped me as I rode him swiftly. I was yelping and grunting and it was so fucking good. When I came I didn’t stop I rode it out and kept pumping that cock deep into me. We became slicker and noisier as I sucked him in and lifted pulling him out.
“Oh God, Oh God, Ohhhhhhh.” I dropped my final decent and ground into that thick wide cock as my body jerked uncontrollably. I felt second tense up beneath me and lift his hips a few times as I strangled him repeatedly.
He grunted “Ungh ahhhh.”
I recovered and climbed off to see him starting to soften. I had to take a moment before my legs stopped shaking. Having control over two was so much fun. Did I want that every time? Probably not. I felt a little bad for first having to lay there and listen as I used second so thoroughly. I got up, covered them and tidied myself. I was going to be tender for sure. Totally worth it.
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.
Here I was on the rocky beach strewn with large boulders with a man I’ve only known three days. A man who made me question everything. Dustin moved his lips against mine as I responded with as much need and emotion as he offered me.
My body was singing with the sounds of arousal, the gentle buzz across my skin, the tympani of my heart in my chest, and tattoo of my pulse in my ears. There was the peculiar empty ache inside me that hummed a steady need like the passionate chorus of violins and cello. His tongue ran across mine trumpeting arousal down to my core. It was a sexy symphony of self-indulgent satisfaction.
I pressed against Dustin feeling his own arousal and moved my hips gently against him. He moaned into my mouth and I begged him with my own moan of response. All my reason was gone and all that was left was a need. A need I’ve never felt before and was terrified I’d never feel again.
Keeping my groin against his rock hard arousal I arched my back so his hands could gain access to what they sought out. My tank top rode up with his hands as they found their treasure and he began rubbing and fondling my breasts.
If I was going to lose him, I wanted to lose all of him. The decision snapped my brain sharply. I could look back and remember a lover or I could look back and regret never sharing the one thing we both wanted.
I dove my hands into his hair and pulled his mouth hard against mine. His hands abandoned the awkward position of working my breasts and went down to my hips. I wanted no confusion as to what I wanted. I felt his thumbs hook into the tops of my very short Jean shorts and I pushed up onto my tiptoes forcing them down over my hips. I have no idea if Dustin pushed them the rest of the way or if they fell by the pull of gravity, all I know is they hit my ankles and I stepped out of them.
We both moaned as his hands made short work of my overly wet bikini bottoms. I felt a finger slip between my legs to explore as I was leaned against a large boulder. He let out a whimper as his finger slipped easily through my swollen lips.
I gasped and broke the kiss when two fingers penetrated.
“Ivy.” He said my name as if he were in pain.
Dustin’s fingers moved swiftly stroking my insides hard.
“Please,” I begged as his mouth found a bared breast. “Please Dustin, please…” I grabbed at his hair pulling his face back to mine.
Our eyes met as he took his fingers away.
“Please,” I begged in a lusty whisper.
His lips touched mine as he filled me in one swift thrust. The empty ache became a blast of pleasure.
Abandoning the effort of kissing, our guttural cries competed with the crashing waves as we gave each other pleasure. Each thrust eliciting more frantic pleas and noise from me. I wrapped my legs and feet, still in my deck shoes, around his waist as he slammed hard and faster.
“Dustin, Dustin, I’m… Oh, I’m… I…” I gulped one last breath and held it hard as my body released pleasure and convulsed from the overwhelming amount of it.
He thrust a few times and I felt him pull out and grunt as his seed hit the boulder beneath us. We stayed still, panting and together for what felt like an eternity. I committed it all to memory, if this was all I get then I wanted it all.
I gently scratched my fingers through his hair as he leaned his forehead on my shoulder. I felt too much joy to be sad.
Saturday, I sat in front of the screen and wondered which penis was Mr. Thursday. The man who made me come harder than I’ve ever experienced. I wanted to feel him again and was convinced there had been chemistry involved. I selected a good sized penis and was so worked up by the time I undressed and approached him in the simple mattress in the centre of the room with his arms restrained. A check of the screen said this one was up for anything. There was noting on his ‘no’ list.
Once my hand touched him he twitched and I knew it wasn’t Mr. Thursday. It didn’t matter really I was going to enjoy this one. I climbed over and lowered myself. Being in charge was a different kind of fun than being restrained and used. Both had their plus’s. My orgasm came fast but I was still horny and he was still rock hard.
“Oh.” I smiled and got off to see how shiny he was from my wet. I went to the table quickly and grabbed a small vibe. I turned it on to the lowest setting and touched it to the sensitive spot just below the tip of the man’s penis.
He moaned a little before catching himself.
“It’s okay, I want to hear you’re pleasure.” I said quietly. I did? Yes I really did. I just didn’t know it until he swallowed that moan.
I moved the vibe slowly over his shaft wondering if this felt good at all. Then he started moaning and clenching his ass cheeks. I need to learn more about pleasing a man. Sue would know, I’ll have to ask her.
The tip of his penis began to leak clear fluid and I know I like the taste of that. I lowered my mouth and found it pleasantly sweet with a hint of salty. He made muffled sexy noises as I sucked and lowered the gentle vibe over his testicles and he parted his legs. I glanced at the screen and saw he had anal at the top of his yes list.
Could I? The thought was so ultra naughty I clenched. I can do whatever I want as long as he’s agreeable. I left him panting to grab the bottle of lube and a vibe that said it was for anal. I slicked it up and went back to my selection.
“Nod if you want anal.” I said and bit my bottom lip when he nodded. “I don’t know how to do this but I’ll try and I’ll be careful. Say stop if I hurt you or if you want me to stop.” I said this because I knew I was allowed to ask for his feedback. I don’t have to, but I don’t want to hurt anyone. This is about fun and pleasure. At least it was for me.
I touched the tip to his relaxed rosebud and he moaned. I was more curious than anything else and pushed the slender toy into him. His moans of pleasure made me horny. I was making him feel good on his terms. I guessed what he wanted and was giving it to him. Slowly I fucked him with the toy and he became more vocal with is moans and whimpers. With a curious smile I licked my lips and turned the vibration on and pushed the toy all the way to the base.
He was writhing and thrusting his hips along with his out of control sounds of pleasure. I was wet and aching with pulses to have him in me again. I climbed over him and lowered over his slick cock. Not from my own juices but his.
I was primed from the experimenting and I heard him whisper almost too quietly for me to lean forward. I did and he pulled his feet up and began thrusting hard and deep into me.
“Oh holy fuck.” I said as he slammed hard and fast. It was like I had the best of both scenarios. I put the button vibe to my clit on full and cried out as he cried out in pleasure to match my own cries.
Unable to breathe by entire body tensed and I floated for the briefest of moments in that space between sex pleasure and the release of orgasm. I came undone and hard. I convulsed and dropped the vibe as he kept thrusting into my spasm wracked pussy.
With a loud grunt, I felt him release his own sweet release before he collapsed his legs. I looked down to see his very white cum leaking out from between us. I lifted and it fairly poured out of me over him.
I climbed off and stared at our mess and knew I’d be playing with this one again. I gently pulled the toy from him and wiped myself and him off before covering his spent member with at soft towel.
I answered my questions enthusiastically and went to clean up and go home. I enjoyed making that man feel good and I wasn’t weirded out about the anal play at all. I smiled as I fell asleep to dream of sexy things and beautiful cocks.
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.
I don’t normally dream when I nap, but I did this time. I woke from the most erotic dream I’d ever had. Only I couldn’t recall any of it other than it had been erotic. I was taught with need and rubbed my nipples through my shirt and bra. I needed to relieve this particular tension. I took my bra off and continued to rub and fondle my breasts.
I glanced at the clock. “Shit.” I was late for dinner with my friends. I jumped up, changed into a sexy blue dress and put on makeup. I texted Belinda to let her know I’m on my way and drove carefully, but fast to get there.
I made it as appetizers were being served. Belinda and Lola were already three drinks in. We talked, giggled, and enjoyed the food. The faded memory of my dream still lingered between my legs and the sexy man at the table across the room was cutting me glances. So I covertly flirted back. I tend to get flirtier when I’m horny and feeding my libido wine.
“May,” Belinda began, “how’d the date with Greg go?”
I flicked my attention to her keeping the sexy man in my sights just behind her to the left. “he was a douche I didn’t even let him touch my tits.”
“I didn’t like him,” Hallie said as she sipped her wine.
I managed to flash my sexy stranger my fuchsia panties ‘accidentally’ and he licked his lips slowly. It was a rush to know we were on the same sexy page. This was the first time I’ve gone on the prowl like this. I know it’s just flirting but man if he offered, I’d gladly have sex with him tonight.
Conversation slipped into exe’s and the club after dinner where they planned to find someone to take home. My sexy stranger made a show of rubbing his bulge for me. If I weren’t already wet, I would have been now.
“Excuse me,” I said and got up, Belinda and Hallie filled their glasses from the bottle on the table. I made my way to the restrooms. I paused when I got to the three doors. One for lady’s, one for gents and the other a unisex or family room.
My sexy stranger was right behind me and looking at me as if I were the most desirable thing in existence. I opened the unisex door and it was a single bathroom with a door lock. My sexy stranger followed me in. The moment I clicked the lock he grabbed me and kissed me deeply.
I knew what I was getting myself into when I stood from the table, and I wanted it. As his fevered lips and tongue met with mine, I tugged at his pants, undid them and pulled him free. He pressed a condom into my hand then undid my dress to free my tits. As he kept kissing, he fondled my breasts and I blindly put the condom on. It was easier to do than I thought it would be.
My sexy stranger’s cock was thick and rigid in my hands. I let him go, hiked up my dress and pulled my panties off. I set them on the counter and he let my breasts go to grab my ass and lift me easily. My bare back was pressed against the cold door as he plummeted his length into me.
It was frantic, desperate and fucking hot. I whimpered and moaned as he thrust fast and furiously. I gripped handfuls of his dark hair as I came hard and explosively as he swallowed my moans and came himself.
He set me down and kept kissing me, pausing only to dispose of the condom in the toilet. With a killer sexy smile and a chaste kiss on the tip of my nose, he unlocked the door and slipped out.
“Holy shit that was good.” With shaking hands, I tidied myself up and put my panties back on. I waited a brief moment to let my flushed face cool off then went out to the table.
I glanced across the room to see my sexy stranger was gone as were the others with him. It occurred to me he might be married I didn’t even check.
“You okay?” Belinda asked. “You look flushed.”
“Yeah, too much wine maybe, let’s get out of here and go dancing.”
It didn’t take much convincing as Hallie flagged the waiter for our bill. I opened my clutch to take out my credit card and found a business card beside it. I read the name and flipped it over. “Call me.”
Hallie giggled. “Some guy from that table,” She pointed at the empty one, “Left that for you while you took forever in the restroom. He was super-hot, but too shy to give it to you in person.”
I smiled, he gave it to me in person all right and I had every intention of calling him.
I should feel badly for having sex with my best friends father. Should but I don’t. Twice now I’ve run into him and twice now we’ve had sex.
He had my cell number since I called him at the restaurant, but he hasn’t called or texted. I suppose that’s for the better since it was just sex and not a relationship. I found myself daydreaming of our last encounter and how risky it had been.
Now Lucy had begged me to go with her to her sister’s birthday. They were one year and two months apart. I agreed with the hopes of seeing Jack again. Just thinking about the possibility made me horny. We were currently singing along to Despactio and laughing at our silly attempts to actually sound like we could.
We got to her mom’s house in the suburbs and I had to admit it was a nice place. Everyone was in the backyard and we went right on through. Lucy’s mom Val greeted me with an undercurrent of hostility, and once again I wondered how she could have cheated on Jack. Then again I don’t know him beyond two quick episodes of amazing sex. He could be abusive, self-centered or emotionally absent. None of that really mattered since it was their problem and not mine.
My nipples hardened at the sight of Jack standing next to Annabel. I wanted him and planned to have him again. I mingled and kept my eye on Jack as I made my way over with Lucy.
“Hey dad.” Lucy kissed his cheek then her sisters. “I’m glad you came.”
“I almost didn’t.” He said looking down my top. “But I would never do that to your sister.” He said and side hugged Annabel.
“I came with a buffer.” Lucy grinned at her sister and father. “I hope you don’t mind Annabel.”
“Not one bit.” Annabel said and hugged me, we’ve started hanging out more and Annabel and I were becoming friends. “I should have invited you in the first place, you know I don’t mind if you come.”
“You should come more often.” Jack said looking right at me and I nearly did. I shifted and clenched enjoying the slickness he was causing.
“Can you do me a favor?” Annabel asked me.
“My mom’s in a bitch-at-dad kinda mood. Can you, and I’m sorry to ask, can you hang out with him to keep her away?”
“Sure but why would I keep her away?”
“She doesn’t like you because you’re way prettier than she ever was. She’s in a jealously phase and wont go near anyone younger and prettier.” Annabel explained.
“Her loss.” Jack murmured for only me to hear.
“I guess as long as I get a beer or two.”
“I’ll grab you one.” Lucy said and took off.
“Enjoy some finger food,” Annabel said to Jack and I, “I have to mingle.”
“Sounds like a great idea.” Jack said as he came up behind me.
His hand slipped between my legs from behind and he huffed when he found nothing between him and my flesh. I knew it wasn’t obvious what he was doing and with our backs to the garden along the fence nobody was behind us. I shifted my stance to grant him access.
He plunged a finger deep into my already wet hole and wiggled it. I played with him by flexing my muscles as he stroked.
“I’m glad you’re here.” Jack said with a fake laugh as if I were being funny.
“Lucy’s coming back.” I said and he withdrew his hand.
She handed me a beer and her father a plate of appetizers. He ate one then sucked his shiny finger.
“Best thing I’ve tasted in years.” he said as he looked at me.
“Mom hired caterers. Eat up because they made too much.”
“Don’t worry I’ll eat my fill.” Jack said making my lady parts tingle.
“Lucy!” Val, her mother called and waved her over impatiently.
“I better go calm her down. You sure you don’t mind hanging out with my old man?”
I smiled as his hand crept back up my skirt. “I’m fine.”
“I’m not that bad.” Jack said as he fingered my opening right in front of Lucy.
“You’re old and boring dad, no offense.” She kissed his cheek as his finger slipped up into me. “Make sure you eat something more than just apps.”
“Oh don’t worry I will.”
“What if she saw you?” I said quietly as he stroked and my body shivered with pleasure. “Oh God Jack.”
“Mmm.” He pulled his hand away and sucked it clean. “I’m hungry.” he said and set the small plate down.
He moved toward the house and I followed. I glanced over my shoulder through the window and nobody seemed to notice we were gone. It was a pretty packed yard.
He led me down a hall and down to the basement. “There’s a spare bathroom down here.” He said and pulled me into it. Before I could say anything he picked me up by my small waist and set me on the small counter and spread my legs.
“I’m fucking starved.” He said and licked my slit.
I lifted my heels to the counter top, leaned back against the mirror and played with his hair as he licked and sucked me intimately. The firm strokes of his tongue licking pleasure into me. I don’t mind oral, but this was altogether different. He didn’t lick me because he felt he had to be fair, he did it because he wanted to. His sexy moans and expert ministrations were bringing me fast.
“I’m, oh Jack I’m…” I came and he continued to lick and suck me.
He stood up as I panted and my orgasm faded. He rolled a condom on and pushed my shirt up and pulled my tits out. As he groped and pinched them he invaded me with his thick shaft.
I did not expect to be aroused so fast. “You feel so amazing Jack.”
I watched him slide in and out shiny and strong. He was in great shape and very sexy. I reached down to rub my clit as he hammered me hard.
My toes curled as I got close and I gripped him.
“So… fucking tight.” He said and thrust faster.
“So fucking thick.” I said as my second orgasm approached rapidly. He gripped my hips and slammed hard.
“Uh, uh, uh…” His grunts were sexy and primal with each hard thrust.
I clamped down hard as I came again and held my breath as my body gave way to the euphoric pleasure.
He pulled out after a moment of recovery and disposed of the condom. “You go out ahead this time.”
I nodded after straightening up and making sure I didn’t look too thoroughly fucked. Sex with Lucy’s dad was unbelievably good and I very well might be addicted to him.
I left and went back to the yard of people.
“Where’d my dad go?” Lucy asked.
“Restroom.” I said and took a fresh beer from her.
“I came to warn you the burgers have cheese in them. Sick to the chicken.”
“Thanks Lucy.” I said and sipped my beer, smiling and feeling amazing.
Saturday I floated on cloud nine. Only I had to text in that I was on my cycle. I didn’t expect anyone to be into period sex when they could have any other available. The break was nice, Mr. Thursday had me a little tender from his administrations.
The week flew by and by Wednesday I was done with my period and by Friday I was ready for a good weekend. I walked into the office feeling horny and ready for a day of distraction before I got to go play.
I must say having a tantalizing evening ahead made the day more fun, but it did go by slowly. Would it always be this way? Sex so often? Oh, I’m not complaining, it is life changing. I’m not cranky, I’ve been more alert and I’m being noticed. I am not at all interested in dating at the moment so I can focus on work and I’m getting very far ahead.
I entered the shop, handed over my card and went to the room. There were some new questions.
‘Regarding anal. Chose from the following options that you are willing to do or try. Penis, finger or thumb, tongue, beginner plug, vibrating toy, non-vibrating toy or none of the above.’
I contemplated this. I’ve never wanted to. Sue says it’s fun and she can’t get enough. I recalled both times I wanted to push further when it came to the vibrators. I selected finger or thumb and beginner plug or small toy and pressed enter. That’s the best I can do. Even watching it on porn makes me uneasy.
‘There is no guarantee of anal play. Please proceed to the change room.’
I was dressed in my robe and barely sat in the waiting room before being called to room five. Sue’s eyes went wide and she whispered. “That was fast.”
I went to prep room five and read the instructions on the screen. I looked at the chair. It was angled so I’d be slightly propped up but it looked maneuverable. Okay this was not on my list of options. Maybe it was only for men? I shrugged and sat. I scooted my bum to the edge so my tailbone was on the end. I put my feet in the comfortable stirrups and secured my feet. I pulled my hair back and put on the mask. It was more comfortable than I expected and I could breathe just fine. It wasn’t hot and I couldn’t see a dammed thing. I reached down to the sides and groped for the handles as instructed and pressed the buttons with my thumbs. I heard a whirr and my wrists were secured.
I did say I was okay with being restrained and it was exciting. If anyone had told me month ago that I’d like being held in place as men did as they please with me, I’d have laughed at them until I puked. I know I’m in for pleasure and there was no pain so I didn’t panic last time so I wouldn’t this time. I waited and heard the door open. The soft sounds of clothing being removed made me antsy and I started flexing my pelvic muscles. I was spread wide and on view and it turned me on.
“Nice.” A deep male voice said as his hands roamed my entire body. “I’ll go first.” I heard him inhale and felt what had to be a tongue flick my spread open lady parts.
Did I hear him say go first? Yes I did. A pair of hands started working my breasts as the others gripped my thighs as their owner licked and lapped expertly. My breath quickened. I was panting and trying not to make noise.
“Try her, she tastes fantastic.” The voice from earlier spoke. The hands on my breasts didn’t move away, but started really working my nipples. I felt kisses on my thigh and two hands rubbing my leg as two more hands went to my ass cheeks and a rougher and thicker tongue probed me. I felt two mouths descend on a breast each and the out of sync attention along with the mouth between my legs drove me over. I bucked and came.
I heard the voice come from between my legs. “This is incredible.” The second man said
“Want some?” The first man said.
“Not yet.” This one had a light Spanish accent. “You know what I want.”
“Alright men work her up. I’m going in,” first said.
I moaned when he pushed in. My nipples were once again in separate mouths at once. Tongues flicked, teeth grazed and they sucked.
I was so close to coming and I felt first, grunt and come hard.
“Fill her up.” Spanish said.
“Let her down.” Second, said as my pending orgasm backed off. “Alright sexy my turn.” He eased in.
For some reason this was turning me on. I know they’re clean and I’m on birth control. I mewled as he thrust. He was thinner but longer than first. I was close again and panting.
“Yes.” Second said and rammed his long cock hard. He jerked and I could feel him spurting into me. It seemed more intense since I could do nothing but feel what they were doing.
“You’re up,” Second said.
“Let’s see.” I felt fingers probing and making sucking noises as my breasts were once again being attended to. The pleasure from them would be enough on it’s own. I wanted double mouths on them again.
“Your fet is not my taste man, but I like watching you do it.” First said.
I felt a third and different cock slip into me. This one thinner and shorter. He would be slipping about in the spunk of two other men. I was filled with two different men’s semen and I really wanted an orgasm. However, they had so far stopped and come into me before I got there.
“Rub her.” Spanish said as he started thrusting.
I felt a hand slide down my body to my clit as Spanish’s thin short cock slammed away. I arched my back as I revved up too fast. I moaned and both mouths went wild on my nipples. The hand rubbed faster.
Spanish hit me hard twice and held still. “Oh yeah.” He said as he unloaded into me.
I was so close I wanted to cry from the frustration. However, the breast men were still going and I was still being rubbed.
“Get her there.” I felt Spanish take his rod out and then his mouth went to work. His thick hot tongue went deep. He moaned and if I was right, he was French kissing my cream filled pussy. My clit was being rubbed and I writhed beneath them.
I couldn’t stop my moaning yips as all the pent up pleasure pushed closer to the apex. I don’t know what he was doing with his tongue but it was too much. I cried out and clenched his tongue as he sucked and groaned.
As my body calmed with a decedent afterglow Spanish abandoned me as the other two moved away.
“Good?” First asked.
“The best yet.” Spanish said.
“Let’s get another to take us all at once.” Second said.
I listened as they dressed and left after tapping on the screen. My hands were released and a voice over a speaker told me to tidy up. I did and went to the lit up screen.
‘Did you enjoy yourself?’ I pressed yes.
‘Were you at any point uncomfortable?’ It was odd but no. I pressed no.
‘Would you like to return?’ Yes.
‘Proceed to the change room and have a nice evening.’
I can’t see myself ever saying no to coming back. This time I showered before leaving. I would never do that type of sex in the real world. Somehow, in here it was okay to have three guys fill me up and one of them suck it all out. It was gross in my opinion, but he gave me pleasure for his. There was no harm in that.