This morning after opening my usual emails, I noticed a name in the list of newest received /known senders....from an ex client and someone I’m familiar with and to my surprise also familiar with my Boyfriend “TOBIAS” ... After reading what began as an email Of “long time no hear/see/chat” I began to see a pattern emerge that I recall was pleasant to hear but became a difficult one to comprehend especially whether or not it came from a truly genuinely sincere source...The ex client... Anyway I read it to its end and the email asked me to contact the ex client,and after showing my boyfriend,we saw no harm in following the intructions...and established contact with this man... Pleasantries dispensed with,and then the call upgraded to video, I found this gentleman to be very much a sincerely genuine type especially since he was also a former employer of my Boyfriends & my Bf said he was also to be trusted as a person who never minces his words.. And then we both found out the real intended purpose of this contact email,and for myself and my boyfriend we became shocked and stunned by the last few paragraphs of content...which stated clearly The senders sincere and genuine love interest,proposal of marriage,long term life plan,Offer of financial incentive including a payment for the purpose of buying off the intentions (however protective ) of my current boyfriend ........And then It hit me ....All of this was directed squarely at me...the proposal of a romantic lifelong partnership,marriage proposal,financial incentive towards my transition goals thus fast tracking my savings plan,including accomodation,airfares,a travelling companion/Nurse/guide to accompany me...and of course the offer to buy out my current lover/’s (my boyfriends) romantic interest in me...The offer/proposal was incredibly detailed, and left me thinking there was no doubt to its sincerity,and no way this was “too good to be true and a scam designed to lure me into a third world mafia’s prostitution ring”.... My immediate thought was a selfish one....finally my chance to become one with my true inner self sooner.... and then my thoughts turned selfless : But how could do this without my current boyfriend for whom I am deeply in love with,and what were his thoughts on the chance that buy off money could set up his future business plans years earlier if only he accepted it and romantically ended our love in that same instance... the whole thing presented the both of us with a monumental dilemma...1: keep our love ,refuse the proposal and maybe one day both our future dreams could be realised with the margins of time/age/success vs failure all riding on it......or 2:My boyfriend and I going our separate ways to fulfil our dreams/destiny’s....him with his business plan/model of successful retirement and me with my strongest desire/dreams of transition and womanhood and this new (untested love) marriage,financials secured,a comfortable apartment and car for me...And this whole life presented before me that I never earned and would be given / in turn for my love & loyalty and commitment to an older gentleman/future husband businessman.... I couldn’t make this decision lightly...and needed time ...and after a month had passed ,I had to finally consider my choice , On the final day I CHOSE (the right choice of course !!).. THE END..

26 June 2016

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11pm and my phone gets a message saying I want to fuck you now. I don't bother putting clothes on and hop in the car with only a bra and g-string on. I hide my car and creep inside. Hes sitting in the lounge with the blinds wide open. Its dime light from the moon but its enough to see his hard cock. Without any words I kneel down and put my mouth on his hot throbbing dick. He starts moaning as I push it deeper down my throat. His moans make me go crazy and I'm soaking wet from just listening to him. He grabs me by my hair and makes me take all of him. As hes fucking my mouth he tells me I'm his dirty slut. Nasty whore. I love it. He pushes me back and tells me to go near the window. I stand with my legs apart just begging to have him deep inside. He comes up behind me and bends me over. I can feel his rock hard cock start sliding up and he grabs me by my hips and smashes it into my throbbing pussy. Each thrust and I'm pushing back against him so its in as deep as possible. He gets on his knees and I back up onto him. I start by lowering myself back down onto his solid member. Slowly I glide it in and out and clamp down as I'm doing it. It drives him wild. He cant stand it so he flips me over and holds my legs up high and pounds me till i lose my voice. He can fuck for hours and I no just what to do to make him blow. He lays on his side and I once again slide his cock in. He lays there while I work my magic. I bounce up and down while I ask him if he likes his little slut. I tell him I'm a filthy nasty little whore who needs his cock. When I can feel him getting close to cumming I tell him to grab my hair. He gets a handful of it and really starts to fuck me deep. With one hand firmly gripping my hip and the other holding my hair I'm powerless against his force and I let him take me as hard as he can. With the final thrusts near I clamp my pussy tight on his cock. With one last deep hard slam he tells me hes going to blow inside me. I can feel him cumming deep in me and i gently ride him as he finishes blowing. I never thought id be fucking an older man. I never new that the best sex I'd have was with someone whose my dads age. I'm his little secret slut and i love it.

26 June 2016

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I was just sitting here visualizing what I would like to do with you if you were here. I picture you laying stretched out on the floor in just your red panties and bra waiting for the sensual massage that I had promised you. Your body tingles as you feel my fingers move over your shoulders and neck, gently caressing and teasing your smooth skin. You feel the clasp on your bra loosen and then feel your bra slowly pulled forward and off you. My fingers moving from your stretch out arms along your shoulders and down the middle of your back working their magic on you as your body enjoys this perfect bliss. As my hands move down to your waist you feel my finger gasp either side of your panties and ever so slowly you feel them slide down your thighs, across your calves and off your body leaving you now totally naked before me. My fingers now caress your feet and ankles before slowing working their way up over your calves, your body is now tingling and feeling so relaxed. As I rub the back of your thighs you feel my lips gently kiss and caress your bare buttocks sending jolts of pleasure following throughout your body and you hear a moan escape your lips. Suddenly you smell the aroma of fresh fruit and feel their softness as I slowly cover you with lots of different types of fruits and berries Not wanting to get any on my clothing I would stand in front of you and slowly remove my clothes one item at a time as you look up and watch me intently until I’m totally naked. Your glaze never leaving my firm body, and you can tell that the sight of you lying there has aroused me and you smile a wicked smile knowing what is to come. I would then take my time to slowly lick & suck my way along your body. Starting with your ankles you feel my lips and tongue slowly suck and lick along the backs of your exposed smooth legs, tasting the fruit as I work my way over your calves to your buttocks sending an arousing sensation throughout your body. You feel my gentle lips caress your buttocks and feel my tongue slide between your buttocks, the tip of my tongue flicking and probing your anus as it searches out the exotic fruits from within you. I remove my tongue and kiss the small of your back, you feel my naked body slide against you as my lips move up along your back. You feel my excitement for you as my hardening penis brushes against you, causing your heart to beat rapidly. I roll you over and look into your eyes that sparkle before me, then gentle touch your face as I let my lips sample the delicious taste of ripe kiwi fruit from you. I gently kiss your cheek and neck taking in the delicious flavour that have become you. I move to your luscious lips sliding my tongue into your mouth searching for that delicious nectar. With my passion rising I know that there is so much more of you to explore, going down to your smooth breasts I delight in magnificent strawberries, sucking, nibbling, licking, oh you are the desert that I’ve be craving and I wasn't going to waste a moment of you. Your nipples spring to attention with the feasting they are receiving, a moan leaves your lips, pleasure fills your senses as I slide my way down your body. I now gazed upon the prize of your sweet sex covered in blueberries, oh how I long for those berries, my tongue at first gently working its way around your inner thighs taking in as much of you as I can. I feel your fingers gasp my very erect penis and bring it to your lips where you start to lick and suck the fruit from my loins. With that my tongue slips deeply between your love lips, exploring and searching for every last one of the blueberries within you, caressing the inner walls, savoring you, desiring you. My lips move to your clit to gently caress your love bud as my finger search for your G-spot. Your body starts to thrush about and you’re now moaning uncontrollably when I make contact with your G-spot. I feel your body tense, then all of a sudden you cried out as pleasure overwhelms your body, the erotic and sensual caresses has you withering. I feel the juices of your orgasm flow onto my mouth and tongue as I lap up this amazing time with you, my passion has become lust for you. The feel of your pleasure and the way you are pumping and devouring my cock has taken me over the edge, my eyes roll back I call out your name, then you feel my sperm explode from my throbbing cock that convulses in your grasp. As our orgasms subside I rolled off of you, our hearts still pounding, we make eye contact and just smiled knowing what is to follow………………… The next time you’re eating fruit I hope this comes to mind…………

16 June 2016

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I come over to your place and we all go to your bedroom. You (the guy will strip down naked and sit in a chair facing the bed. We will tie you to the chair then when you are restrained I will strip your girlfriend naked standing about 1 meter away in front of you. I will take off my clothes (by this time I will have a raging hardon) and stick my cock about 20cm from your face and your beautiful girlfriend will suck it right there in front of your face. After I am happy with her sucking teqnique I will lay her on the bed and get down between her legs to taste her delicous pussy. Once she is nice and wet she will bend over with her face facing you and I will enter her from behind you will be able to see the expressions of lust and pleasure on her face but she is not allowed to touch or suck your cock and you arent either. Just imagine the intense sexual tension you will feel with this.

4 June 2016

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Fantasies are funny things, when should they be left a fantasy and when should you play it out. I never expected one of my dirtier ones would actually happen, but there I was, living out the fantasy, so aroused so turned on and I couldn’t do a thing about it. You called to tell me that you were going out to have drinks with the girls and then coming back to my place to play. What person could argue with that logic? You were saying you were going to get dressed up extra sexily for the night and when you got to mine I would have something to ‘unwrap’ When you got to my door I realised you weren’t kidding, standing there in a top that was nice and tight and had a zipper that ran down the front. A short tight little skirt that could be unbuttoned from the side (already you had a fair few of them undone). Sticking out from beneath the hem of your skirt I could see the top of the stocking you were wearing… this meant that you also had on a garter belt that was attached. Already I am hard with wanting, and to top it off, I see that you’re wearing the Cum Fuck Me boots I brought you last Valentine’s Day. I can’t believe how aroused you were. You virtually attacked me, your hands and lips were all over me. I could taste the alcohol on you. Thinking back to the text message you had sent me saying you had a sexy surprise for me, (you’re right… you’re sexy as hell at the moment) I know I was hoping you were bringing me back one of your girlfriends but hey… “What the hell, right?” might have felt a little disappointed but that’s going as you’re going to be hot enough to handle tonight. As you gently push me into the living room, our hands all over one another. I slide one of my hands down between your legs and feel your pussy. “God, you’re wet as hell!” I say, stating the obvious. You push me into the chair and tell me that you have been shopping on your way home. Dragging a silk length of rope from your bag, you tie my hands to the armrests and feet to chair legs… Now I am horny as hell thinking I love this surprise. You have that naughty gleam in your eyes tonight, the one that bodes well for play. “Tonight I just feel so dirty, I want to do something different” you tell me. “Tonight, I want to try kinky”you start to tease me a little by lifting your skirt and showing the stockings and stuff. Teasing me more, you wiggle out of them little lacy knickers, walking closer you lean down and stuff them into my mouth and removing one of your stocking you use it to tie around my head holding the knickers in place. You face away from me and bend down to remove the other… showing me your gleaming wet pussy. Talking to me, as you walk over and sit in a chair across from me you tell me that tonight I am in for the show I have always wanted. . God I think of how my cock is throbbing against my boxers. Expecting that you are going to sit there and masturbate in front of me. Then I start to hear what it is your saying, “…all of those fantasies turn me on, but that last one… Oh my god. I have not stopped thinking about it. Having you tied up so you could watch but not play.” My mind races to the one she is talking about… oh god I hope so. I am watching you... that smile… your fingers are travelling down over your waist and dipping into your wetness... you reach into the bag and pull out another pair of panties, black lace like the ones in my mouth. You slide them on saying about how you like a new lover to remove them from you. Telling me about your night with the girls and how they were all talking about sex and the naughty things they had done. You get up and walk behind me whispering in my ear. Knowing I am tied and can’t do anything. You tell me about this guy. “He started flirting with me; he is a little younger and so hot.” You tell me about how you flirted back; loving the attention he was giving you. You tell me how that was when you remembered the fantasy we had spoken of. You were going to call me and tell me what was happening... to tease me and make me horny. I can’t believe she is telling me this, the feel of her lips on my ears sending goose flesh up my spine. Continuing you told me how you kissed on the dance floor and then went into the toilets to play. He made you so wet by sucking on your nipples. My mind was going crazy with wanting to fuck you. Thinking of you horny and in the toilets with him. Being slutty as hell, moaning for all to hear. picturing you on your knees and sucking his cock. I should be angry and as jealous as hell but I’m not... I am too turned on to be any of that. You’re telling me how his cock was the perfect size, not too long but nice and thick. How you were thinking of fucking him right there in the toilets. Letting him bend you over and just do you. Then you thought no, you would bring him home to fuck you in front of me... “Would I like that?” you ask… I nod. Kissing me you are whispering that I am going to watch. How I will see you being filled and wondering if you could deep throat him. My cock was throbbing with need. It wasn’t about being humiliated it’s about watching her being fucked and knowing that I am there still in some small way. Watching. Hard, and enjoying it. About being teased and wanting something but not being able to have it. This is about eroticism. Her phone rings. She smiles and says”Yes he is here and ready” applying another coat of that blowjob red lipstick. Your eyes seek mine and coming close you whisper “To be honest lover, I feel sexy, powerful and in control. I am going to get fucked and you get to watch… you are going to be so horny, so frustrated… this fella is a little rough with the kisses and using his fingers but I think he is going to really fuck me well.” “You know how you like to hear me cum; hopefully you will hear a lot of that tonight. You are the best fuck I have ever had but this is the horniest thing I have ever done. Almost like being a porn star” There is a knock on the door and you giggle as you walk down the hall. As you enter back into the room you are followed by a tall, very good looking youngish guy. “John, this is Michael” he can’t speak to you as, as you can see he is gagged and tied. Looking straight at me you speak softly and tell me. “Be careful what you wish for Lover, you may just get it” John, standing behind you, starts to kiss your neck, behind your ears and travelling lower. The whole time he is talking dirty to you, I know because I can see your smile and the way your nipples have hardened against your shirt. I know this should be wrong, but it’s so hot so I can’t understand how it can be wrong. I know your enjoying how frustrated your making me an so horny. Teasing me as you glance my way here and there. His hands are on your waist, sliding up under your top, searching and finding your nipples. He is flicking them and pinching them and I can hear and see the little moans of pleasure. Your ass wiggles back into him further and further, feeling his hard length against your clothes. Watching is the hottest thing I think I have seen. Love when you’re in a dirty mood. He slowly pulls your skirt up, his hands reaching around to the side as one hand undoes the buttons, whilst the other starts on your top. First it’s your skirt than hits the floor; almost unbuttoned his spare hand eases the shirt off your shoulders. The feel of it easing over your skin causes goose flesh as it too hits the ground. Your hand reaches for his cock. you turn into him. His lips find yours and I watch you kiss and explore him and he you. He is telling you how hot you are and how much he wants to fuck you. His hands undoing your bra and releasing your breast to take into his mouth... lower still as you’re moaning he slides your lacy knickers down as his tongue touches that sweet pussy. Standing he teases your tongue with your taste. His thumb electric on your clit as his fingers slide into your pussy. The fingers on your nipple are driving you crazy. You drop to your knees and you start licking and playing with his cock. I’m thinking of how I am going to play with you later but also savouring the view. You glance over and look straight into my eyes as you take the length of him into your mouth… you get lost in what you’re doing and with every lift and lower you are taking more and more of him. His hands grab your head so that he can fuck your mouth. This is so dirty yet so hot... I can’t believe how turned on I am. There is something insanely erotic watching a cock disappears down your partner’s throat. But it is happening… and that’s my partner… Fuck its hot. Standing back up you bend over. Your hands reaching the arm of the chair I am tied to... four face close to mine... he stands behind you and slides his length into your pussy. You moan and your eyes roll in ecstasy. he starts riding you. Pounding your pussy. I can see he is not far from cumming and your orgasm is building. Your moans are amazing. I can feel them, you are so close. Suddenly he grips your hips and slams home into you releasing his load. You’re close enough to my lips that you let your tongue flick out and lick my lips as you to spasm in orgasm…

18 May 2016

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We have been organising to meet for a while after chatting on AMM and text msg's. Finally its here, the chance we have wanted. I arrive, nervous but excited. I knock on the door. You open it, wearing a tight red dress. All I can see is a little bit of a black lace bra you have worn to excite me. My favourite. You ask me to sit down on your leather couch, followed by "do you want a drink with me". I ablige and you head into the kitchen to the fridge. Your dress teases me. Not only how short and tight it is ,but I can see the marking or your g-string. You come back, sit next to me and we chat over a glass of wine. The conversation turns to sex. You bite your bottom lip, a sign I can tell your enjoying the conversation. We both want it, but theres no hurry. Lets build it up. I put my hand on your thigh, moving it up a bit. We cant wait. I lean toward you and we kiss. That schiver comes at the first touch of lips. We start soft, then slowly tongues get deeper and I run my hand from your chin down to the top of your dress. Passion is out of control. I stop and pull away. I would love to see and play with your breast. Your top is too tight to pull it out, but enough to expose your nipple. It is a little hard, but not enough. I tease it, softly flicking the tip of it. Theres a little moan. If I take it all, you might enjoy it. I open my mouth wide, lean down and take it all in my mouth. Sucking like a vacume, Im also flicking it with my tongue. It is growing, hard and long, just the way I love it. By now your attacking my zip, trying to pull it down. You get it down but its not enough. My belt must come off. There it is. Exposed. You tell me you "cant wait to feel it", skin to skin. By now I am hard. You start to pull up and down. I tell you "not yet", so you lick your fingers, get them wet and grab my cock again, teasing my knob. The most sensative part of my body. I shudder. I love it so much. Im at no return. I need your pussy to lick. I stand up, you go to move but I tell you to "sit there". Dont take your dress off, but lift it above your hips and spread your legs. You do. I can see it is a bit moist. I want you saturated though. I get down on my knees, while your sitting with your legs apart. Your pussy is exposed. Here is my joy, a ready and willing pussy to eat. I flick your clit, you put your head up and say "oh yes". I then swirl my tongue a bit harder. You start to shiver. I stop, move down a bit and plunge my tongue inside your pussy. My finger is now inserted at the same time. Your legs are shaking. I know you are horny as hell and my nose and chin is covered in your pussy juice. I can smell and feel the musky moisture. I cant help myself, my hand is now wrapped around my cock as much as possible, Im as hard and thick as I can be. Your legs move in and becone stiff. My head is like its in a vice. It cant move and I am struggling to breath. I dont care, I want you as wet as possible. You are now moaning. I know your ready to coat me with cum. Its far to early in the session for this. I grab your hips and pull my head out. You are sitting there nearly passed out from pleasure. I can tell your frustrated I stopped you from an orgasm. I stand, grab your hand and pull you up. I tell you "there must be a bed waiting for us". You lead me to your bedroom. There is a king bed, a 4 post bed. Mmmm my imagination runs wild. Those posts could come in handy. I lay on the bed, soft pink silk sheets teasing my back. I love silk. You demand to suck my cock, but I want my knob teased. Your tongue touches. It swirls then you do your best to take it all. "Swallow me all the way to my balls". My head goes back. I tell you" I love your wet, warm mouth". I grab your head and softly move it up and down. I can tell its starting to gag you so I stop and pull you off me. I demand you ride my face. I say "I love eating pussy and having my cock sucked". Lets do both at the same time. You jump on my face. A bit too hard but thats ok. You start moving back and forth, grinding your clit on my chin. I use all my strength to lift you up. I do and say "lean forward and suck my hard cock at the same time". You say you would "love to suck my cock while fucking my face". You lean down and we are into it. We are both in so much pleasure. I want to cum, you want to cum. I can feel and orgasm cumming. I push you off as hard as I can. Only hole I want to explode in is your pussy. We get off the bed, stand up and undress, totally naked. We kiss, hugging eachother so we have as much skin touching eachother as possible. We are ready! I tell you "my cock is all yours, fuck it how you want to". I cant wait to hear what you will tell me. You tell me you want to ????????? Thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed!

13 April 2016

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There is a meadow hidden deep in every woman. How to reach this destination varies enormously between each woman. In some women there are huge mountains to traverse and requires detailed navigational skills to succeed, in others you need to walk parched through dry deserts first while in others you could fall down the steps and still end up there. The destination is the same. What needs to happen there is also the same. We can debate how many should be allowed to step onto this precious turf or what you should have to do to be allowed there. Yet once you are there the man must follow the same rules. The rules of fucking. In this place there is no room for lack of desire, insecurity or even chit chat. You can look at her but not through her, you must want her. Your cock must be hard. You have to fuck her. This meadow lies just as lush in good girls as much as sluts and I believe it is ingrained deep in the primal makeup of a woman. To be allowed onto this arena you must understand the normal rules of life and society do not apply. You can curse. You can call her highly sexualised names. You can be rougher to a far higher degree than normal. A woman wants to be fucked. Do not expect this to be explained to you. It sounds slutty. It probably is. That's why these meadows are hidden deep in a forest and can only be entered once no one else is around. Some women do not even believe they have a place like this and it may take a lover to show them where it lies. By the time you arrive technique is not even that important. Longevity is. It is not a place for poets. It is a place for conquerors and those who demand and passionately take. It is the meadow of fucking. The fucking meadow. I slid up her torso until I was on top of her on the King Size hotel bed. My face was just above her delicate and pretty face. I touched a ribbon of hair dangling over her eyes and placed it back behind her ear. My thoughts were strangely lucid and open. "I love you" I said. Slap. Angie hit me across the face. "Don't you bullshit me" she said angrily. "You tell me the truth right now or I am out of here!!" The slap created a surge in adrenalin and I pinned her hands down like a wrestler and moved to sit on top of her. "Fucking say it." She hissed looking up at me with eyes as fierce as a wild dog. "Say what you really want." At first I was confused but then I realized I had actually reached the edge of the meadow. Here only the honest could survive. There was no need for metaphors or lofty descriptions. Seduction was defunct here. Love didn't even have a place. This was where shit happened. Nothing else mattered. I matched her aggressive stare with my own. "I want to fuck you." I said the words like a threat of murder. The words felt good to say. She didn't flinch, she didn't say anything. Her eyes challenged me to. I moved my hard cock between her legs and pushed it up her thighs looking for the entrance. I stretched her hands back spread eagled behind her. The moment of entry was a feeling that I loved. I could tell from the look on her face as the head of my penis split her open and her wetness invited me in that she loved this as well. I pushed and pushed and the feeling of sliding into her pussy felt like I was running through a meadow of the softest grass from head to toe. My whole body felt brushed with the gentlest of bristles. There was no need to talk. I couldn't. My body had become a machine. Once I felt her wetness I knew I had to fuck into her. So I did. The slap had hurt my pride and anger was fueling a lot of my energy. 'Fuck you you fucking bitch' was being yelled inside my head. A few audible "fuck you" expressions fell out of my dirty mouth. I spun her over and she lifted her bum high in the air like an offering and I mounted her and continued the work in the doggy position. We were like animals. Furious and ferocious. Her arse was sexy and delicious and I found myself just banging my cock deep and hard into her. I wasn't sure if I was too rough or not until I heard her say with the same whorish tone "fuck me harder you soft cock prick". Her taunt set me off because I was throbbing and hard and now wanted to split her in two. I lifted my intensity, pushing my cock in and out generating action faster and harder. Angie's face had transformed from her delicate and innocent look. She felt like a whore and looked and sounded like one. Groans and breathy expletives made little sense she was deep into her own meadow. Her face scrunched in delight and angst and contorted between pleasure and pain. Her mind disappeared into her meadowland. I ceased to exist and it would not have mattered if I were a millionaire, a poet, a vagrant, her husband or lover. Even the sapiosexuals became redundant. She just wanted my cock. She wanted my primal desire to fuck her and take her. And fuck her harder again. Angie was unaware of her surroundings. Her mind had been taken past a conscious state to another world. She was in a hot spa. She had found a water jet that pummeled a stream of water hard into her vagina. It was the first time she had felt that bodily rush, as the jet set off a reaction she was not expecting, a feeling she didn't know of. It was so incredibly rich and if she had discovered a mystery in her body it was something she wasn't scared of. No one knew she was in the spa. Everyone was doing their own thing leaving her to explore herself with curious intent. The jet pumped into her. These same feelings had returned now with my cock pumping into her hard. A rich and strong rush, that took her to another world. She knew the moment, it was not far off. I was fucking her harder and harder and I only had moments left. She closed her eyes to try and harness the feeling. She wasn't quite there but it was within seconds. The fucking stopped. I had pulled my cock out. All she could hear was panting. She panicked and cried "fuck, fuck, fuck." She had lost the art of composing sentences. My hand pushed her over. I changed positions and entered her again this time from the side, spooning her. Starting up again and we were soon both back to a steady state. She was happy again. Something this good could not be rushed. The feeling was the most pleasurable sensation that humans knew. I loved it. She was making a curious stuttering sound like a monkey or some rare, tropical bird. Perhaps she was speaking in tongues. Naked. Sweating. Groaning. Grunting. Pushing hard our bodies pounded against each other. Angie's mind went back to her favorite place. The jet feeling continued. She imagined two bad boys in a dank motel room wanting to fuck a girl. Her. Forbidden. A good girl who who curious. A runaway who now felt those jet feelings back again bit from two young men. One man sucked on her breasts that had never been licked and another fucked her for the first time. New feelings. Familiar feelings. She was back there in her secret place. No one was around. She had been left to herself. This is what she liked to do. I could feel her reaching her climax. Her breathing was gasping and stuttering. I wanted her so badly. I was taking her. So powerful I had conquered her. As she arched up her back to take the final thrust I grabbed the front of her throat with my hand and gently squeezed. The pressure points released more pleasurable endorphins and the fear of being crushed by her conqueror caused an almighty release. Her body tensed and everything was held back. All breath, all motion, all thoughts were suspended. That was the moment where everything stood still. While it was for the shortest time, the memories of this moment lasted an eternity. Bang. Release! The flood of chemicals flew into the far reaches of her body. Muscles were released. Emotions were let go. Voices cried out to deities. A raft ride fast through the senses. I gave a flurry of fast and hard fucks and ran my own raft off the waterfall and flew through the air into ecstasy with her. We landed together panting back out way to reality into the hotel bed. Hearts that were beating at pace slowly started to calm. Out of the meadow and into each other's arms. She cuddled into me, tracing her finger across my face. "Wow. That was amazing. "I love you." She said.

13 February 2016

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The knock at the door was timid. He could hardly hear it except he was waiting expectantly. Nervously. Like the feeling of waiting your turn before a giant water slide he was up. It was his turn. He moved to the door and like a mystic martial arts black belt tied his headband in place. He took the envelope and inside placed the other headband. He opened the door slightly and passed it through to her quickly closing the door afterwards. He paused. She read the note silently. “You made it. You about to experience something I trust is amazing and makes your heart beat as fast as mine. If you are too scared to let go then walk away now. If not then put on the blindfold and step inside into the unknown. I will also be blindfolded but I will safely lead you from here. Knock firmly. It is your way of consenting to be allowed inside the room and inside my mind and heart.” He looked at the door tempted to peer into the peephole. He could hear rustling as the envelope was opened. And then moments went by. Each moment weighing on him. Perhaps he should not have allowed such an easy option to walk away. He felt the satin padded blindfold. He was ready. He plunged himself into darkness. On the other side he heard a footstep away from the door. Three clicks of her heels. Then the clicks stopped and after a momentary pause steps back to the door and a knock so loud it was like thunder. He opened the door and blindly put his hand forward. His arm collided with hers as he felt her bare arm on his. He took both of his hands and guided her through the door. The door closed with a sudden jolt and he felt her jump in fright. He gently stroked her arm to calm her and immediately felt her quiver. He walked her carefully past the bathroom door to the edge of the King size bed. He took his hands and traced them from her arms to her shoulders. He gently outlined her face with two fingers and then gave her a welcome kiss. Just a dry touch and then a brush against her cheeks and the tiniest bite on her neck. He heard her gasp with perhaps delight or excitement and this encouraged him. He explored what she was wearing and imagined it to be a maxi. The smooth cloth gave way to tall slim legs. They were smooth and his greedily explored them down to her heels. Coming back up he stopped at the hem of her dress. They both froze knowing that his hands wanted to go inside the dress. He avoided the issue by leaving his hands on this cliff edge and allowed his lips to find hers. This time his lips found her mouth and attacked her vigorously. The dryness was replaced with wet, mutual desire and his hands found the back of her head as he spread his fingers through her hair. He kissed her and she kissed him back harder. Her hands then explored him and she surveyed his body and quickly summing up his clothing unbuttoned his shirt. Her mouth kissed down his chest feeling his slim but firm body and undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Taking the belt by the buckle he felt and heard the belt swish through his belt tabs into the fresh air. Her belt hand was free and with the other she unzipped him and his jeans fell to his feet. Snap. The belt whipped his buttocks and she laughed. “You are so naughty!” He had expected to lead this adventure. This was now on her terms. He stepped out of his jeans and he took his hands and felt the back of her legs up to her backside. He had always been a butt man and felt her satin rump slowly enjoying the shape of her curves. Fingering her panties he allowed his finger to circle her around and then took both her hands and placed them on her hips. He lowered himself down. “I may be naughty. But I am also very good!” His mouth found the front of her thighs. He lifted the dress and entered the makeshift tent. His mouth spread her legs and the forward motion caused her to fall. She shrieked not knowing what was below and landed safely on the softest bed. The fluffy doona enveloped her and she giggled from the feeling. He pushed her up towards the bedhead and continued. Spreading her legs wide he licked and sucked her inner thigh. First one. Then the other. Her breathing while fast started to sound heavier and knew that sound. He lifted her bum and allowed the dress to move up. Her skin was so soft and he body so slim he could hardly contain himself. He moved up her torso leaving him hand to cup her panties. He could feel her wet already. Chasing the dress up he kissed her body leaving the breasts but then lifting her dress over her head. She dropped the belt and sat up he moved to the back and kissed her spine. He swiftly unclipped her bra as he kissed her and then buried his head into her hair biting into the nape of her neck. She cooed with delight and bearing the passive pleasure no more spun around, pushed him down and sat on him. Scratching her nails down his chest she could feel him hard so grabbed his underpants and pushed the fabric hard against him. He gave a guttural sigh. And she took mercy and released his cock from the prison and plunged it into her mouth. She allowed the shaft to feel her mouth and let her tongue simultaneously caress the head when she hit the top of his cock. He was quite big and she unlike some girls really enjoyed pleasuring like this. Using just her mouth she sucked and let go. Like ducking for apples in a barrel she found it, sucked it and then let it go twang back and then went looking for it again. They both laughed and the hide and seek went on as he shifted his body to make it harder. He slipped off the bed totally and let her arms flail about. “Where are you? She cooed. “Marco” “Polo” They laughed. She shrieked and jumped. Ice cold. Ooh. Ice. She lay back and he found her body by feel. He felt his way to her breasts and used the ice around her nipples. They were already erect and the ice cold sensation was making her crazy. His hand simultaneously had gone to her pussy but distracted she had hardly noticed. Like a slipstream of unexpected pleasure rushing on her the most intense and stunning orgasm took over. Her breathing went haywire, she shrieked and cursed as this moment stole her from a harmless game onto a mountain high. She flew down the hill in a rush of endorphins that mysteriously stole the darkness away into remarkable color of blue that exploded in her head. “Speak. Tell me!!” “Fuck. Ooooh. T..take me.” She stammered. “Aaaah. I’m yours. Yours.” She almost sounded incoherent but what was remarkable she was saying these words in darkness to the stranger , yet the guttural cries were from a deep and genuine place. A spiritual place. He sensed the moment and readied himself. He unmasked himself and entered her at the precise moment he lifted the blindfold veil off her eyes. His big brown eyes were wide. It was genuine wonderment as he gazed into the most remarkable green and beautifully shaped eyes that were swimming in a pool of emotion. Their bodies collided in rhythm together but it was to a beat their eyes locked together were creating. Green liquid eyes delivering a primal call to be wanted. To be taken. In response the brown eyes were focused in desire to want. But not to take but to give. To give to the one who wanted to be wanted. The talk stopped but the guttural energy continued and escalated. Their eyes did not waver or close. Like a percussionist focussing on the conductor their eyes led them to a new place. A sacred place. The symphony exploded in climax and the eyes widened and mouth opened. Then they held each other. Tightly. Staring. Unsure how or why it had happened this way. The blindfolds lay on the floor. They were not needed any more.

12 February 2016

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“lets get 50 shades of grey” Cat suggested as a tease to her boyfriend. “it will be good for a laugh”. Andrew thought about it, not sure what to think, but in the end agreeing, “ok might be fun”. Cat had already told him she had started to read the book but couldn't abide by the writing. They went on to have a coffee together at one of Cat's local coffee shops. Choosing a booth so they could sit together, their legs touching, a hand in each others lap. ————— To Andrew, Cat seemed to now all the local baristas and waiting staff near by. It is one of the things he likes about her, her easy, kind manner. She would take the time to talk to anyone, not judging them, listening to them and people seemed to be taken with her. After they finished the coffee, the waitress cleared the cups and made a comment to Cathy about catching up, hinting at wanting to know about what was happening with Cat's new beau. They left the coffee shop, dodging intermittent showers, looking in shops. Just enjoying each others company. Cat asked Andrew to turn the TV on and get the videos ready while she would whip up a light supper. They watched the first video together while eating their meal sitting on the couch. When the video was over, Cat made tea while Andrew put 50 shades of grey on. They cuddled together on the couch and almost immediately they began to make fun of the dialogue of the movie. The fact that the movie was so bad, made it bearable as they laughed at it. When the movie got to the scene where Christian and Annabelle started to negotiate their contract, Cat surprised Andrew by saying, "we should write our own master slave contract". "Really? You want to write our own slave contract" Andrew asked incredulously. He was wondering if he was being set up, even though the idea did turn him on. "Why not, it might be fun" Cat teased." Wouldn't you like your own personal sex slave?" "Ok, so do you ever want to be the mistress, or just the slave?" He asked, deciding to play along with the game. After all he had nothing to loose and it would be fun. The image of Cat on her knees, sitting demurely, her hands tied behind her back awaiting any order from him, no matter how debauched was so vivid, he would be happy to find an agreement of some sort to see it in real life. Cat thought about it, and said she would probably prefer to be the slave most of the time but was scared to loose total control. After all, she hadn't known Andrew that long. Could she really trust him? Could she surrender total control to him? If he tied her up, he could gag her and do anything to her. He could be a total fruitcake. Somehow the idea turned her on more. "Well how about I'm the master ninety-five percent of the time and your the slave five percent of the time? He suggested. Cat seemed to think she had to negotiate. " how about ninety ten?" "Ok, sounds reasonable" Andrew said while reaching for his iPad. He opened an app and started typing. Sexual Contract between Cat XXXXXX and Andrew XXXXXXX dated 13 June 2015. This a Sub/Dom agreement between Andrew and Cat, to formalise a BDSM relationship between them. "Ooh, making it formal all ready" Cat joked. "Well if something is worth doing, it's worth doing well" Andrew replied. They continued writing things down, getting ideas while still watching "50 shades of Grey". When the scene where anal fisting came up, Andrew asked " what about anal fisting?". Cat's reply made Andrew laugh, "only if you really want it done to you".So no anal fisting went into the contract. After the video ended, Andrew grabbed Cat and pulled her over his knees. He lifted her top, exposing her tights covered rear. He admired her bum. He loved to look at it normally and the thought of what he was about to do lifted his excitement higher. He told her to lift her bum, then he pulled down her tights and pantys. Gently he placed his hand on one of Cat's beautiful round bum cheeks. Then slowly started to pat them. It only took thirty seconds before Cat started to squirm on Andrew's lap. Suddenly there was a loud "crack". Cat in shock stiffened, the spanking taking her by surprise. Immediately Andrew began to pat her cheek again, relieving the sting, making Cat squirm again. Andrew repeated this several times, alternating cheeks. He watched her cheeks start to turn red, marvelling how his hand print was vivid before slowly fading. Each time Cat's squirming increased. When she felt Andrew's hand lift from her bum she would tense, so Andrew turned it into a game. He would lift his hand and watch her stiffen in his lap, then return to patting her, repeating this several times before spanking her. Sometimes giving several quick swats. Or alternating cheeks in quick succession. Andrew found this incredibly erotic making him hard. He was sure Cat could feel his erection sticking into her stomach. Cat's breathing had increased, showing Andrew that she was getting more and more aroused. He continued the spanking, with the pats moving lower until he was gently rubbing between her legs, feeling her wetness. He stopped the assault on her ass, happy with the red glow it now had. " get off my lap and get on your knees" he barked at cat. She hurried to obey her new master, his order turning her on even more. She watched as Andrew unzipped his pants and took out his hard cock. He pushed it between her lips, she opened her mouth and allowed him to use her. Andrew put his hands firmly on her each side of her head, showing her who was the master but still being gentile. He cared for Cat a great deal, and even though he enjoyed giving her some pain, he didn't want to hurt her. He withdrew his cock and told her to stand, then grabbing her by the hips he spun her around, pushed her by the shoulders forcing her down before plunging his cock into her wet pussy. He marvelled at how wet she was. The feeling of her pussy feeling glorious. The sounds Cat was making driving him wild, making him want her even more. Pulling out of her, he sat on the couch, making Cat straddle his lap. Gently she guided him inside her, slowly pushing him further and further inside until their pubic bones met. She slowly started to grind against him, Andrew watching the look of concentration coming on to her face, eyes closed. He loved watching her expressions while they made love. After a while Cat with great difficulty, raised the issue about getting the couch wet if she squirted. This gave an idea to Andrew, one that always turned him on, but one he had never tried. He grabbed Cat by the hips, leant forward and stood up, for a glorious second he stayed inside her before slipping out, much to his disappointment. Letting Cat gently to the floor, they went to the bedroom to continue their lovemaking.

11 February 2016

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The festival was held in the country far from the corruption of the city. Everyone was checked at the farm gate and had to hand in all their hate, frustration, anger and judgement. For some this took a long time but it was well worth it. Music played loud and stories of love infused the collective atmosphere. There were free hugs that everyone had to receive and soon a calm and peace settled on the valley like a gentle morning fog. She had been looking for me all of her life but she didn’t know what I looked like or how to spell my name. When I took her hand the universe connected two souls and something remarkable happened. The forest in the distance lit up like an amusement park. We let go of our hands and the lights of the forest shut down. We held our hands again and looked at each other and the forest lit up. We knew it was ours. We ran barefoot in the dark across the field to explore. Her tasseled dress rode up her suntanned legs and we ran free, skipping over logs and streams. The moment we entered we knew this was a forest that neither of us had experienced before. The moon and the stars were so big and lit the forest like daylight. What looked like saplings from a distance were not at all. The saplings were the prettiest girls in the world with long, hanging brunette hair covering their faces. They were swaying in time like flowers in the wind guarding the entrance like sentries. Climbing through a tiny gate covered in briars I felt a scratch on the back. It felt incredibly good not like a normal thorn. I then saw the ivy was made up of painted long fingernails. My girl stood in the gate for a moment allowing the nails to undo the buttons on her dress and then give her gentle long scratches down her back. Inside the forest now we were in some sort of hidden playground. The path we were walking on snaked around in a way that caressed us. I had never heard of a caressing path before. Falling to our knees we looked closely at the luminous moss that bordered the path. It looked so soft and it was. When you touched the moss carefully it gently sighed. We both took it in turns to create our favourite sounding sighs. My girl had a very intuitive feel like she had done this before and took my hand in hers and showed me how to touch the moss. The sighs filled the forest like a ephemeral song of want. We played this game for a long time. This was not a place to rush. When something is so soft it’s important to feel every sensation. With care and rhythm I managed to make the moss purr. Starting with dewdrops the moss lit up with sparking moisture and eventually became a gentle stream that was so sweet I bent down and drank it in, lapping like a playful puppy. My girl could have stayed here all day. She loved looking at the stars and watching the animals hidden in the galaxies play and move around. I saw the signs that pointed upwards towards the hills. I knew we had to keep going further. Relaxed we walked slowly hugging each other like one body. Falling in front of my eyes were red strawberries and my mouth instantly reacted. My girl giggled and warned me not to actually eat them. These sort were just for sucking and playing with. Big, red and juicy they felt so lovely in my mouth and my tongue toyed with them threatening to swallow them. Birds flew past me directing me forward. Following the black flock I realised they were tattoos on the back of a beautiful woman. My girl and I followed obediently but she flew away leaving us at two boulders that joined perfectly. It was like I already knew the secret. This place was impossible for anyone else to open but not for me. I touched the boulders with my palms looking for the secret. My girl egged me on with sighs and she breathed heavily giving me a sense that I was about to solve a mystery. Touching my palms all over the boulder surface the cleft in the rock opened up magically. We entered into this secret place. It was not a cave. It was a gateway. We pushed our way into the entrance. Inside was a garden even more beautiful and magical than before. We looked at each other and the sparkles from the shimmering trees reflected in our eyes. The joy was bubbling out from us but the series of waterfalls that fell into a pond captured our minds. It was a pond of a thousand kisses and swimming around were not frogs but princes and princesses. It was a festival so it appeared completely natural to see so much love. The path narrowed again with foliage. Large flower bulbs hung over the path. When I touched them they opened. They were the opposite of sea clams or Venus flytraps. One touch and they opened into beautiful flowers. We walked along this path both of us touching bulbs and creating the most beautiful flowers of every colour and a few colours that had never been seen before. Looking back at what we had created a pathway of colour we both knew we had to kiss. There was so much passion with every kiss and touch. I felt our souls touch. We slowly kissed as if the moment was infinite. Slowly shedding our remaining clothes. Were were deep in the woods. A swarm of bees followed us and were not even scared. They had been feasting on the nectar. These bees defied all expectations. I was surprised they could fly with such huge appendages. They flew high depositing their honey in the trees above. We lay down because the pleasure weakened our knees. All we could do was to give in to the feeling of oneness and become one being. She was glowing. I was glowing. We were charging each other from some sort of mysterious energy source. I had never felt so connected to another. The world was lovely. Everything glowed. This place was teaching us what happiness felt like. It was as if we were sharing the most beautiful dream. The sort of dream that could not be kept to just one person. The ground beneath us was cuddling us. We were sinking and sinking into ecstasy. Our bed gave way to honey and we floated on top, our whole bodies were covered in warm sweetness. I never knew you could float on honey. It felt so good that we knew we could not stay like this. Then without warning we slid. The rush of movement widened our eyes so large that we could see each other in that moment like a gigantic mirror. From sliding we then flew. High in the air. We held hands and stretched our arms like birds screaming like we were going to live. The waterfall fell around us splashing hard into the crystal pool. We landed softly and our whole bodies were instantly cleansed. We submerged and when we returned to the surface all of the princes and princesses were clapping and laughing with us. This festival was the best time I have ever had in my life. I certainly would recommend it if you like things like infinite joy and purring moss.

5 February 2016

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written 5 days ago: Depends on the cock. Hello, I'm grand.. Enjoying my weekend. Hope you are too! written 5 days ago: Sorry how rude, hello how are you? My weekend so far is relaxing. What defines a appealing cock for you to worship. written 4 days ago: I am well, enjoying the things that make my life mine... The appealing characteristics of a cock for worship are the honesty in which one can surrender to physical body; be with every gentle and firm pressure, enjoy the here and now of it. A grand cock is responsive all the way to the throat, loud in the feedback loop of what currently has your absolute attention, seeking only to further the deliciousness of the experience. In truth the cock is extension of the man. Who you are and how you share your body can either make your cock a powerful and ecstatic joy to share or a weapon. I do hope you enjoy yours and share well. Enjoy your journey.

28 January 2016

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"Hey Craig" the boss called, "Got a delivery for you." I groaned, it was the end of my shift, and I just wanted to go home. "It's a special delivery, and it'll be one you can do on the way home, so take your car. THe pizza was paid for by card." "Nice" I thought, "no tip." I finished up my money counting and said bye, and grabbed the delivery and left. I drove to the address on the ticket and knocked on the door. The door opened shortky after, and you stood there, wearing a white and blue striped tee and black skin tight pants. I felt my cock harden slightly. I read out the order and handed the pizza over. "Would you like to come in, I have a tip inside for you?" you said. I was shocked, this was new. I stepped through the door and you pulled the door closed behind me. You looked at me and smiled, then walked down the hall. I followed you into the kitchen, where you placed the pizza on the island bench. "Hang on" you say, and you leave the room. When you return, you are wearing only a tight pair of black boyleg knickers. I can see the shape of your pussy through the material, and as you turn, I can see the shape of your tight ass, with the knickers seperating your cheeks. Your perky tits are bouncing a little as you walk towards me. "Do you like your tip?" "uhh huh" I manage to stammer out, this stuff only occurs in movies, and not to me. "Well there is more to come" You pull me towards you and rub my hardening cock with your hand while pulling my head down and kissing me hard. I feel your tongue brush my lips, so I open my mouth as you do and your tongue darts in to explore. "Fuck you are good, and hot" i manage to say in a brief opportunity to breathe. You spin me around and push me back against the bench. You undo my shirt and pull it off, and then undo my belt and allow the pants to fall to the floor. You release my cock from its hiding spot in my boxers and rub it with your hands, sliding up and down the shaft. You kneel down and take it in your mouth, gently sucking the head before sliding your lips down the shaft. I can feel your tongue moving over the shaft while your teeth gently graze it's skin. You slide back and forth over the cock, slowly getting faster and faster, face fucking me. I grab your face and pull you hard against me as i cum deep into your mouth. I slide out, and you swallow that load. "fuck, i have never met a slut like you"i say. I pget you to stand and I drop your knickers and sit you onto the bench. I clear away some space behind you and lay you down, wiht your hips on the edge of the bench. I open your legs and bend over and bury my face in your pussy, my tongue finds your clit and works it. I slide a finger into your pussy which is dripping with juice and finger fuck you, concentrating on the spot tha i know works, soon you begin to moan. I remove my finger and drop my tongue so that it is now sliding between your lips, and then into your pussy. Your moaning increases. I suck your clit while fingering you, and your moan turns to a scream. "Fuck me" you scream as your cunt tightens around my fingers and liquid squirts out of your pussy. MY cock has hardened again, so I stand and roll you over on the bench, and slide it into your pussy. "Fuck you I will, and hard." I drive my hard cock into your pussy, fucking you hard. You scream again. I roll you over onto your back and put your legs up against my chest, and slide my cock back into your pussy deep. I slide in and out hard, slapping my thighs against your ass. "I am your bitch, fuck me harder" you say. I back out and get you to lean against the bench and i slide my cock into your pussy and fuck you hard. Again moaning and then scream. "My ass" you say. I pulled out, spread your cheeks, and used some of your juice to lube around your ass, and then added extra saliva for pushing my cock into your tight ass. I slid it in slowly, until my groin hit your ass. I slide in and out slowly as you moaned with pleasure. After fucking your ass for a little while I cum, filling your ass with cum, I pull put, and watch the cum dribble out. You spin around and kiss me... "Do you like my tip?" "Seems to me you got my tip" I say.

26 January 2016

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I walked to my room to see you lying across, over soft white satin sheets in the centre of the bed. I am craving you, your sexual desires, to fulfil your lecherous carnality. I am completely mesmerised, so aroused by your beautiful feminine nakedness. On each bed post rests a white silk scarf. The room has a lascivious, sensually, with the dim light, it was only was lit by many fragrant candles that illuminated a soft orange glow in the room, I had prepared for you, this erotic evening for us, I lusted for you, an insatiable hunger for your beautiful body, Your heart was racing and your body is spasming, with tremors rippling throughout your with corporal excitement at how totally aroused you feel. I stood gazing at you spellbound, my eyes burning with an intense lustful, a hot fire you feel, and that ignited and seduced your mind and body to feel my intense burning heat for you. I stood there in only in my jocks. Every muscle in my body was flexed, rippling with desire. My fat cock is rock hard. You are taking my breath away with your sexual gyrations on the bed. You looked at me with a sumptuous anticipation. I saw the affect I am had on you, as your thighs started rubbing together and your succulent nipples started to harden, your hands gently caressed your awakened body. I was in control, and you knew it, as you quivered. Your cunt was getting wetter. Your legs and thighs were rubbing together, as those soft sexual moans, were escaping your full lips. I was utterly mesmerized at your sensual erogenous motions, you were lost in your hunger it was so erotic, and so decadent, so deliciously seductive to my mind and body. I approached you, and wrapped my firm hands around your wrists, and gently pinned them against the wooden posts securely. You could feel your own lips turning into a smile, both nervous and seductively. You felt your skin tighten, thrilled at the power you feel from me. I kissed you, hard and hot, passionately thrusting my tongue through your lips. You can taste my depraved desire. I rip off my jocks almost violently, and threw them towards the floor. My hard fat cock sprang into the air, like a iron bar, throbbed with expectation. “Spread your legs," I commanded. Your bewitching nudity was deliciously tempting and vulnerable. You comply as I brushed my fingers along your trembling inner thighs. I then proceeded to tie the silk scarf around your ankles, and tightened them securely. I kissed your lips gently, and placed the blindfold over your trembling eyes. You moaned as you realized that I had made you my captive, in the most vulnerable position a woman could ever know. “I wanted to push your mind body, and sexual senses, beyond every limit you have imagined, or felt, filling you with everything I have within me, my lusts, all my carnal passions, and my body completely." You shivered wanting to give me more. You had surrendered yourself, all you could do is trust me because you were bound helpless. You felt the rich texture of the silk, as you laid waiting. You felt the coolness of the air currents from the air conditioner, your nipples were hard and begged to be sucked, but not yet, I made you wait, I didn’t say anything, as I turn on the CD player to something soft, you were alone on the bed, in your own erotic sensual thoughts, while I turned on the music. Blindfolded, bound and completely naked on the bed, waiting, totally exposed to me. You called out my name, but I didn’t say a word, I just softly placed my finger over your lips, silencing you, urging you to be quiet, as I whispered so softly in your ear. Both of your arms were over your head, and you struggled a little, to pull them down. The silk scarfs I gave a little, but they were quite secure. I kissed your cheek then your neck. Feeling me close, you turned your head to kiss me, but I moved out of your reach. For a second again you are alone, you wondered what was coming next - you knew I was moving around the room. You could feel the air currents move across your soft aroused skin. I crawled over to you on the bed, careful not to touch you, but you felt the bed move. I was on my knees between your legs with my arms on either side of you as I was bent and down licking your skin. Your skin is delectable Soooo smooth and soft, all you feel is the point of my tongue over your rippling skin. Your breathing was short. I felt you trembling with sexual desire. I slowly worked my way down, I kissed the insides of your legs, you wanted to tell me how much you want me to eat your pussy, lick you with barbaric animalistic passion, but you were afraid that I will stop if you say anything, so all you did is let a soft moan escape your lips, which urges my burning hunger on even more. Now you felt my shoulders under your thighs, my tongue gradually parting your soaking wet lips, and then flicking rapidly over your sweet firm clit, my hands reached up and cupped, and caressed your breasts, as I squeezed your nipples between my fingers, then back down with my fingertips ever so gently, as softly as I could, over your quivering body to your receptive thighs. One hand came down under my soaked mouth, so that my finger gratified your sweet velvety wetness, my fingering just one, then two going inside you, explored you while my tongue was sucking and flicking over your luscious clit your clit was hard and loved all the indulgence that it was getting from me. I could felt your legs trembling even more, you struggled to close them but could not, and your breathing betrayed you, as your body heaved in absolute carnal pleasure. I knew you are about to cum, so I lick faster, franticly and move my fingers in deeper, as my burning hot desire to satisfy your animalistic lusts intensified even more. I felt the inside of your cunt stretching to suck me in, then flooding with your delicious feminine juices. You erupted, I felt your body shivering, convulsing, you cried “I’m Going to cum. Going to cum. Cumming Oh Fuck OOOOOME Oh!!!! Fuck, Oh God MMMM.” As extremely intense orgasm engulfed throughout your body fiercely. I made you cum like this over and over again. As I held down your legs, your moans turned into screams of extreme intense pleasure. I had taken my burning hot lustful desires by pleasuring you to heights, beyond your wildest fantasies. You had never felt so free. The scarves that held you, released your fears and you were powerless to stop yourself from exploding into intense orgasm after intense orgasm. I had captured you, now I invade your heightened senses with your blinded eyes to feel my powerful driving force of my fat hard cock, as I penetrated you, spread you wide open, deep into you. My demands were your torment and my commands were your pleasure. Your insatiable lusts, your carnality, your animalistic desires were on fire, as I pushed my throbbing hard fat cock deep inside you. You struggled to free yourself and did not succeed, you did not really want to. It just made this wonderful eroticism so intense both sexually and mentally. Your nipples were rock hard, and your breath was in gasping in ravishment. I slowly drew back and slide out of you.. you moaned ever so softly. I started to tease you, it was torment. It drove you crazy and you couldn't touch yourself to soothe the ache that burned deep inside of your loins. I whispered this to you with a little smile of both satisfaction and excitement. I also was being tortured. My cock was throbbing wanting to send you over the edge into complete ecstasy with me deep inside you. I untied your arms and legs, and you pull off your blindfold, we kiss with a deep passion. I see in your eyes, an elation of joy, as you pulled me close and kissed me. I knew I was a long way from being spent, and I would be able to keep going for just as long as I wanted, I kept fucking you, time and time again bringing you to many orgasms, holding myself back when I was on that edge, staying quite still or licking your sweet juicy cunt until that intense sensation eased off, we could not stop ourselves, we were that lustful for each other. Beneath me, or over me we groaned and moaned with sheer ecstasy, as we fucked through the night, in many different positions. In the small hours of the night. I was fucking you on all fours, pulling your willing body back, by your hair against me, fucking you hard with my rock hard cock, to finally get you to reach that wonderful sensation of that final climax together. I slid my hand in between our bodies, and started flicking your swollen clit, this heighted your abandoned sexual pleasure so much so, you screamed and thrashed about, and went completely wild. Your cunt juices flooded out, soaking my cock and balls in your warm sweet fluids. I went wild too, my cock exploded, erupted, the sensation was sheer bliss, awesome, as I let myself go after holding on for so long. My complete body spasms in sheer glorious ecstasy, my face distorts, I moan loudly, but the sound was swallowed by my mouth on yours, in a frantic passionate kiss, as we held each other tightly. I grabbed your arse, and opened you up, you tightened your muscles, in a complete frenzy you fuck me back with my every motion. I kept cuming, and cuming. I never felt anything so intense, so extreme before, words can't describe how magically intense it felt. When we both had finished cuming, my chest was heaving against the slippery skin of our sweat soaked bodies, I eased out off you and lifted myself off your body. We both rolled on our backs, and just laid there for a few minutes in silence, holding hands, just thinking about what just happened, before we both started giggling with happiness. We kissed so tenderly, held each other in a warm contented embrace before we fell sound asleep.

23 December 2015

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Emily was a medical student who was attached to our unit and as the registrar it fell upon me to look after her and make sure she felt included into the units activities. Emily had a fellow student called Amanda but I got the feeling that they had been thrown together and not chosen to work together as there was no warmth between them. Amanda was also not so interested in surgery and as such I seemed to spend increasing amounts of time with just Emily. One one of our recent on call evenings Emily and I sat for many hours alone in the resident's quarters chatting. She was wearing a very well cut black dress that was both elegant and sexy. She had kicked off her shoes and she leaned back on the couch next to me she stretched her gorgeous long legs and pointed her toes giving me a delightful view of her well shaped calves. Her arched back pushed her full breasts firmly against the fabric of her dress so that every curve of her generous breasts was on full display. Her activities caused her dress to ride up so that it only just covered her panties. As we chatted she would touch my leg with her toe as she was making a point. She looked at me.... Was she making a pass at me? I knew she had a boyfriend or at least that was what she said so I thought she was just being friendly and perhaps a bit flirtatious. I found her company very arousing - and I wonder if she noticed my swollen cock through my theatre clothing. She looked suddenly at the time. It was 9 O'Clock. I must go James she said. She stood up and straightened her dress whilst standing before me. Thank you for all the time you spare for me and she leant over and kissed me on the cheek before running out of the room with her shoes in her hand. As she left I watched every delightful sway of her perfectly shaped posterior. Emily hadn't been at the hospital the day of our planned study meeting. All students have to write a research project and she had asked my help with the statistics. At 5pm I got a text on my phone - "c u at 6. E xo". She hadn't forgotten. My day had been busy and it was just after 6pm before I was able to get to the student quarters. The staff had left and the door was shut but my swipe card allowed me entry. The work tables were at the back of the building - behind the stand that housed the most recent journals on display. Emily was waiting for me. She had her papers arranged on the desk - she had been working on her project. Hi James. Thanks for coming she said. I looked around. I think we are the only people here James. She stood up, tilted her head, smiled and then beckoned me to sit next to her. She looked so hot. She was wearing a skirt that showed off her legs and a shirt with a plunging neckline to show off her beautiful full breasts. As I sat down next to her my eyes devoured the view of her sexy body. Her breasts were amazing - so perfect and round. With each breath they would ride up on her chest, with each laugh they would shake ever so slightly. I could make out her nipples pushing their way through her clothing. They were very prominent - were they erect I wonder? Her curly blond hair danced on her shoulders as she moved and as she tilted her head it would sway from side to side showing me the gentle curve of her slender neck. She really is a very beautiful woman. We worked on her project. In fact there wasn't much to do - I just looked at what she had done. She was so distracting. She was sitting so close and I could smell her perfume. I kept looking at her and she looked at me. At first she would turn to ask about some aspect of her work but each time she would linger a bit longer. Our eyes would meet and immediately she would smile. I couldn't stop myself smiling in return. During a pause in our conversation Emily spoke - her voice was different. More serious. James. Yes Emily? Did you know that I went to school with Danni. She is rather keen on you. I must have looked puzzled as she said You know... the Nurse on 8 North. I think she was hoping you might hit on her at Friday drinks but you ignored her! Did I? Yes you did James...I was there. It was so obvious she wanted you to take her home and fuck her James. Emily leaned over towards me and put one hand on my thigh and the other hand gently rested on my arm. She looked into my eyes and smiled. The pause in our conversation seemed to linger for ever. I was captivated. Without even realising what was happening I was kissing Emily. I was holding her and one hand was caressing her breast and kissing her deeply. She was exploring how aroused I was and her hand on my groin was driving me wild! Emily whispered in my ear - all the while slowly rubbing her hand on my swollen cock. We are all alone in here James. It suddenly dawned upon me that I was going to fuck this gorgeous creature. What if we got caught! I could lose my job!! Almost as soon as these thoughts popped into my mind I was reminded of my desire - Emily whispered again into my ear and then began to unbutton her shirt. Relax James - no one comes into the students quaters after 6. Its just you and me. Her delightful smile held me transfixed. I followed her hands as I watched her slowly unbutton her shirt. Each button seemed to take an eternity - had we not been in a public place I would have ripped the shirt open after witnessing the time it took to slowly disengage each little plastic disk from the fabric. Slowly her bra came into view and when her shirt was fully undone she moved her hand to the clasp at the front of the bra. She paused - just long enough to look into my eyes before the clasp was undone and her delightful tear-drop shaped breasts were released. I traced my finger down her neck and over her breast. Just light touch. My finger hovered at her nipple. Firm. Erect. We both leaned toward each other and I cupped her breasts in my hands. So soft and yet so firm. I brought one of her breasts close to mouth so I could gently tease her nipple with my tongue. Each flick on my tongue caused a reaction - a soft moan and her hands gripped my thighs firmly. As I toyed with her nipples with my tongue her hand moved toward my (now painfully erect) cock. She manoeuvred the undoing of my belt and slowly unclasped my pants. Only the fabric of my undies kept my cock from becoming unleashed. She pulled the elastic of my underwear with one hand and ith the other hand grabbed my cock and pulled it out. Mmm...James...what have you been hiding from me!! She whispered and with that uttering she pushed me back into the chair and began to lick my cock head with her tongue. "Oh god that's good - Fuck!" I couldn't help that utterance but I suppressed any volume so it hissed out as I arched my back and enjoyed the sensation of wetness as Emily gently toyed with my cock with her lips and tongue. She was holding my thighs with her hands as her head bobbed up and down on my hard cock. At one stage she slowly took more and more of my shaft into her mouth and I rested my hand on her head, encouraging more of my shaft into her mouth. I was almost all the way in when I felt the back of her throat on my cock head and she suddenly withdrew with a gagging sound. Emily looked at me with a wicked smile. Mmmm James... I need to find a man with a smaller cock I smiled at her as I grabbed her and pushed her up against the desk where we had been working. I lifted her skirt and gave her a light smack on her bottom with my hand as I whispered into her ear. Your a very naughty student Emily. Will you be punishing me James? She replied. I pulled down her panties revealing her lilly white skin and gave her bottom a firmer smack. Absolutely Emily - absolutely. I pushed my hand between her legs from behind and began to feel her wetness. She was dripping and the inside of both her thighs was moist with the juices of her desires. Emily arched her back and leaned onto the table pushing her hips towards me. I lifted her skirt up around her waist and tugged her panties down to her knees as I massaged her juices over her pussy and clit. Emily rocked her pelvis in time with my attentions and began to moan quietly. Without ceasing the fingering of her delightfully wet pussy I grabbed her hair and pulled her towards me so I could kiss the back of her neck. I whispered into her ear from behind. I think I will have to fuck this very naughty student Oh yes James.... please .... fuck me. Will you be a good girl if I fuck you? I continued to finger her clit from behind and Emily's movements became more urgent and her breathing more forceful. Oh god James!... I'm going to cum ..... fuck me! I pushed her down on to the table - on top of all the books and papers that were laid out. I pushed her legs apart and positioned my cock head just between her pussy lips and gently rubbed my cock over her sopping wet hole. Emily wriggled her self toward me and the tip of my cock began to slide into her tight warm pussy. I grabbed her hips and with one thrust buried myself into her with my full force. Emily arched her back and cried out way too loud for my liking.. Oh shit! Fuck me! I pulled my cock out and slammed myself into her again and again and again. I held her hips and drove my cock into her as hard and as fast as I could. With each thrust Emily would grunt and my thrusting would push the air from her lungs and she would catch her breath briefly as I withdrew my cock before pounding relentlessly back into her. I lay on top of her body - my weight pinning her to the table as I continued to thrust in and out of her pussy. The sensations of her tight hole were shooting down my shaft and I could feel the cum welling in my balls desperate to be released and shot out of my cock. Emily held her breath - no more gasping with each thrust. Her fingers curled around the papers on the table and her body trembled. As the spasms mounted She released the pent up breath she had been holding as her entire body spasmed as she came. Oh my god!! Her voice trembled as she uttered her soft cry. I plunged my cock into her and as my balls met her clit they exploded cum deep into her pussy. I continued to thrust into her and with each thrust came another gush of hot cum. As my balls emptied their seed I slowed my pace until I thrusted for the last time - my cock now spent. I lay on top of Emily. My cock was still deeply implanted into her as we both caught our breath and regained our composure. I stood up and withdrew my manhood from my sexy friend. A few drops of sex juice dripped onto the library floor. Emily lifted herself from the table and turned to face me. Her hair was ruffled and she sat at the edge of the table, legs slightly parted, breasts exposed. She leaned over and ran her finger over my cum covered cock. You best put that away before you cause more trouble James. She looked at me and smiled. Thanks for helping me with my research project.

4 December 2015

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When he had arrived at the address she had given him, he found himself at a modest house on about an acre of land. It had a thick screen of shrubbery and trees, but there was really nothing to distinguish it from thousands of other houses anywhere in the country. Nothing except the fact that she lived there He had met her on-line, an older woman with a vivid imagination, and though he had never seen a photograph, the way she wrote excited him the first time he read a message from her. By the time they had progressed to phone calls he decided he just had to meet her, but she kept him hanging: teasing, cajoling. Her voice alone excited him and if the phone rang his heart leaped in his chest anticipating that it was her calling. Her voice husky and dripping the honey of promise, he imagined her stroking herself and fondling her nipples as they talked. Shivering at the recollection, he walked to the front door, his way lit by a soft exterior light. He was about to knock, when he noticed the manila envelope at his feet, his name printed on the outside. Tearing it open, inside was a key and a note: “Let yourself in and go to the second door on your left down the hall.” He was there in half a dozen strides, his breath quickening. Opening the door, he found himself in a softly lit room, its main feature a king-size bed in the centre and a wall-length built-in with mirrored doors. There was another note on the bed along with a bulky cloth bag closed by a drawstring. What’s going on? Where was she? Is this some sort of set-up? His mind was racing. “Open the bag,” the note read. “Put on the robe and the blindfold and lie on the bed.” He shook his head, but followed the instructions. The blindfold was so efficient that no light at all penetrated; he felt mild panic for a moment, but by taking deep breaths he managed to remain calm. Time passed slowly and he was beginning to feel a bit nervous. What if this was an elaborate plot set up by a couple of deviates? His mind began to race with all sorts of possibilities and he had just decided to grab his clothes and leave when he heard the sliding door on the built-in being opened. His body tingled and he could feel his hair standing on end – part fear, part anticipation of what might be about to happen. There were no footfalls, the thick carpet saw to that, but he sensed that someone was standing by the bed. Then it hit him – his skin tingled as he caught the musky smell of sandalwood and, even more exciting, the unmistakable perfume of woman – warm, wet, willing woman. A fingernail traced the length of his leg then dragged across his cock on its way to his stomach and chest, finishing its journey by gently prising apart his lips and teasing at his tongue. His cock stirred as another fingernail teased and prodded at the darkening knob. The fingernails went away and he felt the weight of a body apparently kneeling next to him on the bed. What happened next sent shocks throughout his body, causing his breath to come in short quick bursts: he felt the weight of ample breasts being dragged over his body, beginning at his cock. He shuddered as he felt the silky texture slide over him broken by the drag and slightly rougher feel of the nipples, hard and erect. They dragged across his face, only to be jerked away as he flicked his tongue at a nipple. They returned to his face again, and again were dragged away as he attempted to nuzzle at them. “Hell,” he thought, “I shouldn’t have told her I was into boob worship!” He waited for her to caress him again, but instead felt the bed rock as the woman turned around, kneeling with a leg either side of his torso, and began to drag the weight of her tits along his legs and once more over his cock until her cunny, redolent with musky woman scent, was millimetres from his face; so close in fact that a stray pubic hair was teasing his lower lip. He flicked out his tongue, then let out an involuntary yelp as fingernails pinched his rapidly engorging knob. The sweet-scented cavern moved back again and again he jumped – or would have if he could – as the fingernails dug into his shaft. Though he was not yet entirely hard, it was nevertheless painful. “Okay, okay. I’ve learned my lesson,” he whispered. The cunny now became the centre of his world as she ground hard into his face, forcing the wet love curtains apart as she moved it from side to side across his mouth. He was in an agony of want but wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of reciprocating. He moaned, then, “Fuck this,” he thought. “She told me she liked being dominated.” Pushing hard, he forced her off him. Ripping away the blindfold, he gasped at the sight before him. She had described herself as voluptuous, but that didn’t do her justice – her body’s curves and mounds suggested silken cushions created to welcome and comfort a lover; to tempt his hands and lips as he sought to unlock the secrets she kept at the core of her being. Her shoulder-length hair, tousled now, framed a face that expressed nothing if not womanhood, her dark eyes glowing and large in her face. She was wearing a calf-length, sheer muslin garment that buttoned at the front but was open all he way down. Her right side was fully exposed, but on her left, the flimsy fabric had caught on a prominent and obviously hardened nipple. Obscured behind the translucent garment, the breast teased his gaze. Her full, rounded breasts were partially engorged, the dark aureola forming a backdrop for the erect, slightly lighter nipple; her pubic mound, full and round, hinted at delights to be found there. His gaze swept over her again, the light in his bright blue eyes intensifying as he focused on what had drawn the gasp from him. Her cunny was so swollen that the lips seemed to fill the space between her legs. As he stared, her hand dropped, and she parted the curtains with two fingers, allowing him to see the brown–pink sanctum of her holy of holies, then, slowly the hand was raised to her mouth. Her tongue darted out from between full lips, licking and flicking. She stared hard at him, fixing his gaze and directing where he should look – not at her, but to the bed. On the pillows a confusion of sheer silk scarves was piled, whispers of colour and hints of sensual caress made palpable. He looked back at her and she smiled, once more flicking her tongue at him and shifting her weight from one leg to another, causing a barely perceptible movement of her enchanting breasts. He turned back to the bed. Taking one of the scarves he tossed an end over her shoulder, reaching behind her to take the loose end and form a collar for her neck. He gently tugged, moving her to the bed, where he turned her, knees against the mattress, and gently pushed her on to her back. Lifting her legs and turning her to lie along its length, he loosely tied the improvised collar to the headboard. Slowly, he took another scarf from the pile, dragging its butterfly weight over her body and causing a shudder to run through her. He opened the scarf and draped it over her face. He repeated the process, covering first her breasts, then her pubic mound. He climbed onto the bed and knelt beside her. Leaving the scarves in place, he gently kissed her, forcing her lips apart with his tongue, but applying only the slightest pressure with his lips. He shifted his efforts to her cheeks, then her eyelids, licking gently. The silk was becoming a barrier as strong as steel, yet as vulnerable as gossamer. Now he moved to her breasts, gentle nibblings and pinchings now playing counterpoint to his teasing tongue. Smiling inwardly as he felt her body beginning to rise to him, he eased the pressure of his caresses. His tongue dragged over her stomach and then his mouth was on her cunny, covering it entirely as he sucked and probed with tongue and lips, trying to draw the Goddess’s being from her inner sanctum, the silk frustrating both of them. Then he stopped, leaning back on his heels. He heard her breath coming in deep, short pants, and watched her shifting her body slightly, from side to side, using the cheeks of her wonderful arse as a fulcrum. He took his cock in his hand and began replicating the work of his tongue, but this time beginning at her cunny, teasing, prodding, anointing the silk with the pearls of his longing, the prelude to the great Sacrifice to the Goddess. Her moans delighted him as his cock probed at her clitoris, willing it to rise to his longing. Resisting the impulse to remove the scarf and enter her, he began to flick at her nipples with the now thoroughly wet cock. She tried to press herself against him, but a gentle hand pushed her back down as he guided himself in circles around the entire breast, first the left, then the right and back to the nipples again. Now it was stroking her neck, the side of her nose, her cheeks, her eyelids, and then tracing a line of moisture along each lip, gently prodding at them, parting them beneath the silk. Dark circles in the silk now almost obscured her face. He rocked back on his heels once more. He slowly dragged the scarf from her face, teasing her as he lifted it from the skin. “I don’t even know your proper name,” he breathed, his voice husky with his wanting. “Ishtar,” she answered, the word almost a moan. “You can call me Ishtar.” Closing his eyes, he drew a deep breath then, without warning, seized her ankles, bending her legs at the knees as he did so. He moved quickly, positioning himself right in front of her beautifully rounded bum, the inner edges of its cheeks glistening with the copious offerings her cunt had given up. Moving forward, he felt her legs drop over his shoulders, exposing her to his eager mouth. An animal-like moan escaped her as he buried is face in her cunny Rolling the lips with his fingers, feeling with tongue and teeth for her clitoris, now engorged and prominent. He sucked on her – hard – and felt her rise to him, increasing the contact. In response, he sucked and probed with even greater force while she, barely aware of what she did, rolled her head from side to side, moaning as if in pain. With no lessening of his ardent effort, he reached with one hand into the pile of scarves, now damp with her lust and reeking of female. So transported was she that she felt nothing as deftly he tied a scarf to each of her ankles and, with one last intake of breath, drawing her clitoris to his tongue, he freed himself from the embrace of her legs. Before she was even aware that he had left her cunt, both legs had been pushed almost vertical and tied to the bedhead. Rolling to one side, he got off the bed, standing by its side to stare at his still-panting captive. Swollen and almost purple, her cunny gleamed with their mingled juices, her sweet nectar and his saliva coating the velvety outer lips and her arse, now glowing with a pinkish tinge, testament to her excitement. She turned her head towards him – as much as her silken restraint would allow, and with one hand reached for his cock, now thoroughly wet with the precursor of a sacrifice still to be offered. He stepped out of her reach and drew two more scarves from the pile, using them tie each of her hands to the vertical splats of the bedhead. Fixing her with his eyes, he seized his cock, and began gently stroking, watching her lips part as beads of man honey fell into the hand he had cupped underneath the swollen head. Smiling, he reached over to wipe her lips and cheeks with the wet hand, anointing her lips and cheeks with the libation of his desire. Abruptly he turned away and walked from the room. She tugged at her restraints, but they held. A minute passed, two, then she heard a car door slam outside. Panic rose in her chest – was he leaving? Leaving her like this? To her relief he re-entered the room, carrying a small hold-all made of some type of velvet. She noticed also that his cock was now flaccid. Shit – had he walked outside naked? She did note, and not without some satisfaction, that his cock was still glistening with moisture; at least she’d had some effect! Dropping the bag at the foot of the bed, he rummaged inside it, taking out something wrapped in a satin of the deepest red. Walking to where she could see him, he began to unwrap the cloth. Revealed to her was a cat-o’-nine-tails with lashes of the softest black kid leather and a handle about 15 cm long, made of what looked like silicon. The same deep red as the satin, it was shaped like a cock, complete with veins, though somewhat narrow. He squeezed the handle, and her eyes widened as she saw the head flare outward, like the mantle of a cobra. He took a couple of small steps back and then gently laid the lashes over her stomach, drawing them slowly down till they were laying on her mound, just above the entrance to her clit’s sanctuary. Lifting the whip, he allowed the lashes to drop back onto her cunt so that she could feel their weight and softness. He withdrew the lashes and touched her cunt with the handle. She felt it pressed gently at the lips of her cunny, involuntarily drawing a breath. The head flared, the sensation causing her to shudder…the tip moved downwards from her cunt, probing at the cheeks of her arse. She held her breath as she felt it pressed gently against the entrance. The head flared quickly, three times in succession caressing her cheeks, then just as quickly it was withdrawn. “What are you doing?” Her voice was soft and throaty, almost a whisper. “Why are you tormenting me? Please, please, make love to me.” Then her muscles tensed as she felt the kid-leather cat tails strike the backs of her thighs, just below her arse. It was a strange sensation and felt a thrill run through her, despite her initial shock. “What the fuck is happening to me? She asked herself. He was just drawing his arm back, when a car, headlights on high beam, pulled into the driveway. He heard the door slam, and a few seconds later the unmistakable “snick” of a key in the front door. Eyebrows raised, he looked at her. She was smiling; a sly, provocative gleam in her eyes. He was about to speak, but was stunned into silence by a commanding female voice behind him: “So, playing little games are we?” He turned to face the voice and saw a tall, slender woman standing in the doorway. Hair cut short and spiky, she was wearing a chunky gold necklace and heavy gold earrings. A figure-hugging cheong-sam accentuated her full breasts, the nipples clearly outlined beneath the fabric, and the thigh-length slits accentuated her long, lithe legs. Flimsy sandals held in place by fine chain straps completed the picture as she stood there, supremely confident in her womanhood. She walked towards him, smiling, and grasped his cock with long, strong fingers, pushing them down to the base. His cock, which had begun to shrivel, sprag to rampant attention again. He felt her nails pressing into the shaft as she dragged her hand back along it, a nail catching the flange. She challenged his eyes with hers as she withdrew her hand: “Untie the woman,” she commanded. With a grin that betrayed the excitement he felt, he walked to the bed and released his plaything from her bonds. The woman sighed and stretched, her breasts lolling as she wriggled and squirmed, then began to finger herself, probing and caressing. “Why Astie, what a great surprise.” Her remark was addressed to the new arrival. “Hi gorgeous,” came the husky reply. “What’s this naughty man been doing to you? Are you feeling okay?” Astie walked to the bed; bending at the waist she lightly kissed her friend’s cheek. Then she straightened and with her back to him demanded: “Unzip me, man.” He stepped forward and doing his best to control his shaking hand, unzipped the dress the full length of the fastener, just above the swell of her buttocks. He was about to answer their invitation with both hands, but thought better of it as, in one fluid movement, she pulled the garment over her head, dropping it to the floor. The sandals followed and, arms raised and bent like an oriental dancer’s, whirled on bare feet to face him. His knees threatened to betray him when he looked at her. Full breasts – a mature woman’s breasts – set off by beautifully symmetrical nipples, a slender body, long narrow feet and long legs set slightly apart where they met her pelvis. She thrust her pelvis forward and he gasped as the folds of her cunt moved. Not as full-bodied as her friend, she was nevertheless voluptuous. The woman may have been different in build, but they were equally beautiful, equally appealing. His brain was in a whirl of lust and rapture. She pushed him backwards until he felt the bed press his thighs and continued to push until he gave in, allowing himself to collapse on the bed. Both women fell on him, biting sucking, scratching. He felt teeth and hands on his cock, nails delivering exquisite torture to his skin, and then a wet, lascivious cunt pressed into his face, blocking any chance of enjoying the sight of their bodies. A mouth slid down his cock, the tongue flicking, teeth nibbling all the way to the pubic bone. Teeth grasped it and slowly dragged upwards, increasing the pressure at the head. A tongue flicked at the eye and he tried to thrust upwards, but the cunt pressed harder into his face, holding him there. He flicked at the clitoris with his tongue. The pressure increased so he sucked hard, feeling the woman squeeze his face with pleasure. The mingled scents of lust and longing were driving him wild. Just as he thought his cock – his entire body – was about to explode, they stopped. The women were kneeling beside him on the bed, one at each side, and smiling. Ishtar had a handful of scarves. “Come here, man,” she gloated. “Your turn.” All thoughts of dominance had fled. He was theirs, entirely theirs. He moved to help as they tied his arms together at the wrists, then used another scarf to tie them to the bedhead. Ashtie had joined several together and now turned to tie his spread-eagled legs to each corner of the footboard, giving him an enchanting view of her delightfully rounded bum and entrancing cunt. Ishtar cupped his balls in one hand and with the other held his cock still and upright while Astie licked and nipped at the shaft, causing him to jerk and wriggle, partly in pain but mostly in paroxysms of pleasure. On the point of orgasm, they stopped. Working rapidly, the women freed his legs, then removed the scarf holding his bound hands to the headboard. With Astie roughly stroking his cock, Ishtar led him towards a heavy, silky-oak dressing table, to which mirror stand she tied him, allowing just enough slack to allow him to turn and watch the bed. He might not have been there. Ishtar was kneeling over Astie, her face buried in her cunt as the other woman moaned and gasped in pleasure, her hands reaching for Ishtar’s breasts, tweaking and stroking. Then Astie pulled a pillow behind her head, bringing her darting tongue and parted mouth closer to Ishtar’s cunt, both women now losing all control, biting, groping and pinching. Then as one, both women gave voice to loud yells as the torment gave way to blessed release. Jerking and twitching, the clutched each other tightly as the spasms eased, slowed and stopped. With their breath still coming in deep, sucking gasps, they turned to look at him, their faces slick and gleaming with their gifts to one another. “Ready man?” Astie, smiled at him – a sly, almost demonic grin. He looked down at his cock, the veins bulging, the knob now almost black. He couldn’t speak. His mind had gone to that place from where only a woman’s touch could bring it back. The both walked towards him, Ishtar carrying one of the pillows. Astie cupped his balls, while Ishtar dropped to her knees on the pillow, catching his cock in her mouth and squeezing with her lips. His moans grew louder and more intense. Ishtar rose to her feet. Untying him, she led him closer to the bed, tying him close to the bedhead. Both women sat side by side on the edge, facing him. Four hands pulled and tugged at his cock. Tongues licked his stomach and nipples. His cock swelled, becoming harder and harder. The women felt the reaction in his cock signalling the onset of his release and immediately ceased their efforts. Smiling at his discomfort they began to masturbate, their cunts still wet with their lovemaking emitting the wonderful sounds that only a satiated cunt can. The man groaned, sucking in a deep breath as he came. With no embrace from hand, cunt or mouth to sustain him, his cock began to shrink almost as his Goddess sacrifice left him. Astie looked at him. “We won’t make you clean up your mess, but we’ll leave you there to calm down while we have a cup of tea. Then you can go home. You have pleased me a little and Ish considerably, we might use you again. I won’t see you again tonight, Ish will see you out. Check your email regularly.”

13 November 2015

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As usual here I am sitting on the floor at Your feet, (my place of choice), whilst You read a book or watch a favourite video or TV show. Too soon my desire for You shalt overwhelm me .. it is not long before i can no longer sit quietly, nor cope with my desires & frustrations. i wilt turn to kneel between Your legs & beg, `please Sir might i softly lick Your Jewel Bag & gently stroke Your Weapon, Your Manhood, please Sir, may i` ? Only when permission is granted, ( it will not matter the difference - if You are soft & flaccid or hard & stiff ), i wilt take Your Manhood into my warm, soft & wet mouth, where i wilt gently suck it deeeper & deeeeeper, into the back of my throat. After some soothing rubbing, with my hand & fingers along the shaft of this glorious Weapon. Plus a lick or three at both Jewel Bags. A kind of tuning up i suppose. You Sir are the Conductor & i am the Musician. This is what i call - 'Playing the Horn'. i expect You wilt tell me, how You would like to be played ! (Think when out in public, You could make a reference to music practice & no one but myself, would understand.) Is it the French Horn that i play Sir ? At first, Your Manhood would be slowly & deeply drawn down to the back of my throat, till i am gagging on The Head. Then You would feel my tongue exploring the underside, wriggling in a zig zag fashion, down its length & flicking over the back of Your Jewel Bag. (Soft nibbles too). Next my tongue would circle around & around Your ridge & into The Eye ... over & over & over & over & over ! Does it tickle or does it tingle ? Can You feel Yourself hardening under this treatment Sir ? Can You begin to hear the music, faint in the distance, but growing louder ? My mouth is very wet as Your Manhood slips & slides up & down, in & almost out - my breath is steady, but i am beginning to get a wee bit heated ! Do You reach down & rub one of my nipples between Your thumb & forefinger, or run Your fingers thru my hair ? Do You hear me whimper & moan in my mounting excitement & need for You ? Now i am beginning to get into the rhythm & the music is now easy to hear. Can You feel Your Manhood squeezing past my tonsils, as my lips gently but firmly grip Your length ? All of a sudden - i am stroking The Head with light feather flicks of the tongue ! Softly biting or Quickly moving up & down the shaft, as i slurp noisily, enjoying every movement. Perhaps i give You a shower of Butterfly Kisses with a Deep gurgling hunger. Taking You back from the shallower less invasive movements, then Slowly, Softly & Gently, till finally a Fast, Faster then all out FRENZY of movement ! Slowing, to a BIG lick along the entire length ... with the agonizing slowness of a Snail ! Can You hear the music now Sir ? It is loud & so easy to understand - can You hear the beat ? Are You turned on yet Sir ? You have been groaning & making noise for a wee while – even a definitely squirming in Your seat ! i take a moment totally remove myself from Your Weapon, Your magnificent Manhood, though i don't think You realize, i am taking a small break. As i look up at You from my position on the floor, between Your legs, Your breathing is quick & shallow, Your eyes are glazed ….. BUT it is Your Manhood that GRABS my attention ! Where normally when aroused, it is a cherry red with purple veins cradling the exterior .... NOW Your Manhood is a deep plum purple, the skin drawn so tight that it is shinning, almost as if at any moment the skin will burst & Your Great Weapon will explode ! The veins are round & black, like a steel cage that has captured Your Manhood ! There are Big Silver Drops of fluid oooooozing from The Eye ... dribbling down the shaft to where my eager tongue collects each one ! i hear You groan louder this time & plead that i continue ( `don’t stop` i hear You say ). Obediently i lower my mouth down again over The Head, which i swear has grown bigger, in just the few seconds it has been unattended ! Can You hear the music now Sir ? Is it yet at the volume where You are at Your happiest ? Do You like the tune, i am playing on the Horn for You ? Should i change it or play it differently ? How else might i improve this performance ? Please tell me Sir, so i can see THAT look of satisfaction & contentment in Your eyes … which tells me I have been successful, in my attempt to worship an important Male & have given pleasure to Him. i can taste & feel You Manhood is beginning to reach for the STARS ... i know soon You will have an overwhelming urge to thrust deep & thrust hard again & again. Please Sir, can You finish this story for me ? Do You know Your authority warms me unendingly ? i wonder if You will mount now ? How will You take & enjoy Your ride ? Is possession & mastery important to You Sir ? Do You enjoy burying Your Weapon, Your Manhood, into a gal so she whimpers, sobs & screams in her excitement for You ??

2 November 2015

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you greet me at the door but only open it slightly poking your head around the corner but hiding behind. As i enter the room you close the door behind me and step closer to me. I step back and admire your body hidden beneath a sheer black dress that leaves nothing to the imagination, you walk in front of me and I enjoy the shape of your body as you move in to your bedroom. I walk in and sit on the edge of your bed. candles burning softly light the room as they flicker. your garments are set out on your bed. nervously you remove your only means of modesty and place the soft fabric over my shoulder. I inhale and enjoy the mix of your perfume and unique chemistry. you move around the room parading your naked body for my pleasure, I motion you closer and you nervously approach, i direct you to kneel beside me, you obey, I caress your hair, stroking and resting my hand on your back, the warmth builds between my hand and your skin and you feel we are connected. I stand and motion you to get on the bed on all fours. you obey i take a cane from the corner of the room and return to the bedside . you are facing away from me with your bottom exposed, you wait and wonder if i will cane you. you feel the cane tapping between your knees as i motion for you to spread your legs a little further apart, you move slowly, too slowly; you hear a smack and suddenly realise that i have slapped your bottom, a red welt begins to appear, you feel the heat in your skin where i slapped you. exposed open and vulnerable i begin my work as i inspect you, i reach between your thighs to feel the soft waxed flesh of your pussy, i hear you gasp as you feel me intrude on you, touch you where very few men have had the opportunity, and here i am a stranger you have only just met. you feel like a naughty little slut and that is exactly how i want you to be. my hand moves as i inspect you and work my way to the cheeks of your ass, gliding the back of my hand between them then touching the bud of you sensitive anus as my thumb slowly strokes it. you are surprised at how pleasant the sensation is and at the same time very concerned that i might try to force my way in. My large strong hands firmly explore your body touch your skin, feel the weight of your hanging breasts , i pinch your nipples as i lean my body over yours, pain courses through you and pleasure tingles in your clit, your arms grow weak and you fall flat exhausted from the anticipation. I can sense your anxiety mixed with a twinge of lust, this is your first time and you dont know if you are doing something wrong something you have always been told not to do, your guilt is messing you up but your lust drives you on. Remember guilt is something you learn; Lust is something that is part of your DNA. My hands caress your body stroking your back sliding over the cheeks of your ass letting you know you are still safe. I order you to stand, you obey . I tell you to dress for me, you reach for your stockings and begin a ritual that you have done many times but never in front of a stranger. Do it slowly and tease me, show me how I should touch your body how i should stroke your thighs. As you slip your toes in to your stockings and slowly work them up your thighs, my eyes follow your every move and my arousal is clear, you enjoy the affect you are having on me. First one leg and then the other, i pass you Your little black g string but not before i kiss it, you stand in front of me and pass your legs through it and slowly move it up, you turn around and bend over in front of me adjusting the tiny garment as it nestles over and between your puffy swelling lips giving me a great view of your curvey ass you stand in front of me your back turned, i enjoy your shape as I view you from behind, your bottom exposed your fabulous legs slightly concealed beneath your black stockings. I stand and move close in behind you, you feel my body close and draw a breath in anticipation of my next move. the light in the room is soft and flickering with the candles strategically placed around the room. i reach for your body and stroke you at the waist. instinctively you raise your arms ever so slightly, my hands caress you and find your breasts, enjoying their weight i pinch at your nipples and pull forward then release you gasp as the pain causes you such pleasure. I order you to turn close your eyes and kneel in front of me. I take your hands and bring them to my waist "unzip me and release me" you obey eagerly unzipping my trousers and reaching inside searching for a way to please me, finding my hardening cock you are tempted to open your eyes to glimpse my meat for the first time, sooo anxious sooo tempted but you resist. pulling at my cock and setting it free you are very pleased with the affect you have had on me, your lips slightly parted you reach up to please me, your tongue ready to taste me, you take the head in your mouth and make me very hard, i close my eyes and enjoy the sensation, forgetting for a moment the power you are taking from me . regaining my composure I push you away; confused you open your eyes and look up at me very smug and pleased with your work. As a woman you know how to satisfy a man how to make him want you. I order you to stand and turn away, hands against the wall legs slightly apart . I stand close behind you settling my hard cock between the cheeks of your ass enjoying the warmth of your body the smell of your perfume the smell of your slightly damp panties as you moisten with lust. I push my cock between your thighs and order you to close your legs as I rock back and forth enjoying the sensations using you for my pleasure masturbating my cock between your thighs, i reach around you and hold the tip of my cock as i rub your moistening cunt through your tiny panties. I reach inside searching for your clitoris as I explore the damp fleshy folds, you moan as the sensations course through your body and waves of pleasure consume you. standing behind you leaning my body in to yours feeling your flesh under my hands, the curves of your waist as it flares to your womanly hips, you enjoy the feel of my strong hands on your body. leaning your body in to mine constantly wanting me to push my cock inside you. i push you forward on your hands and knees, instinctively you spread your legs, lower your face and turn your head to one side. your back is arched pushing your bottom in the air and exposing your pussy to my gaze, approvingly i reach for your wet lips stroking them , feeling them swell at my touch as you get wetter, i slide a finger inside you; you moan. i stroke my finger in and out slowly , then a second finger inside you followed by a third. your wetness being drawn out as your cunt makes wet noises and deep moans escape you. you are totally exposed to this stranger and all you want is to be filled . I withdraw my hand and slap your bottom. you are caught by surprise as the sting warms the cheek of your ass, strangely the words "more please" escapes your lips, uncertain of your self if you want another slap or more fingers inside you. left to me I slap you again on the other cheek, you lean back and ask for more. I slide my fingers between your cheeks drawing the wetness from inside you, I lean forward and present my fingers to your mouth, your lips part instinctively and you find yourself tasting your own juices, you lick and suck at my fingers desperate to capture every drop desperate to please this stranger who has invaded your home and is now invading your mind and body. I move in behind you and slide my cock deep in to your body slowly filling you.I repeat this several times until you lean in to me trying to get as much inside you as you possibly can. I withdraw step slightly back and slap your ass again, you moan and receive another slap making your cheeks red. I reach forward and caress your hair touching you gently across your cheek then taking a hand full of hair i pull your head back and force you to turn and face me, your mouth only millimeters from my cock still dripping with your juices, your lips part and you begin to suck and lick me clean kneeling in front of me facing away , your ass is in the air and your legs are nicely parted i collect a rope from your bedside table and return standing behind you, i can almost feel your anxiety rise, as i approach you, i cast one end of the rope over your body and allow it to trail across your back as i reel it back in sliding it across your skin. i hear soft moans escaping your lips, knowing you are desperate to be touched I place my hand in the middle of your back and press so you feel the full size of my hand on your body. i leave the rope trailing across your back hinting at what i may do next. I stand behind you holding your waist with my large hands and pressing my cock between the cheeks of your ass. I sweep my hands over your hips enjoying the softness of your skin, i slide my hands down the backs of your thighs then up again forcing your cheeks apart and stretching your cunt open, your lips are glistening and wet pink and swollen, so tempting so inviting. i slide my thumb over them and find you are very aroused and very wet, i force my thumb inside you reminding you of who is in control. i kneel down behind you and blow gently over your damp lips cooling them, teasing you making you crave more. you lean back and present like a bitch on heat desperate to be fucked to be filled, the words "please sir" escape your lips. I lean forward and cast my tongue over you tasting you finding your clit , you almost lunge forwards then lean hard backwards in to my face as the pleasure courses through your weak body, you are desperate to cum and so close it makes every part of your body ache with lust

22 October 2015

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Not who I am But where I am Not the person not the role Not the being in Control. The state where Chaos makes bitches of us all. Riden till there is no ride any more. The place without trace but the words left behind beyond my mind. What is more… if not the antithesis of not enough if indeed we are ever enough will it mean we will not quest for anything? what moves me? what can I make responsible for these carnal thoughts these places of hard edged ecstasy. I want you to see me… free. Free from the shame that has me playing that same game over and over and over again… make me cum make you cum make me cum make you cum the banality of it all. The boredom of a checkout chick just running through another transaction. clearly there can be more than just satisfaction. I want to take my sexual energy beyond procreation past the fields of commercialization into the landscapes of my imagination. My mind is a wondrous place, My body is a marvelous place, When the two are engaged, when my being is enraged with a fire that I started… COME, let me burn away ALL that is not YOU.

20 October 2015

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A message on my phone says “In town tonight, want to play?” I respond…. “Do I know you?” the game has begun… Wanda knows it could be any number of people, wanting to play with any type of situation… The message comes back saying ” You are to come to room 31 at the Lazy Bank Motel, wear those boots from your picture and something you like with it.” Already Wanda is thinking about what she should wear. There is no hesitation at all about who it might be or what it might involve. Wanda doesn’t do logic it seems. In her mind she is picturing her Thigh high lace up boots with a little red and black babydoll nightie… Perhaps taking her toys and whips with her… Her mind is running at a thousand to one. Maybe whoever it is will spank her to show her what she wants to try. Or they could be there just to make her submit and do as she is told. She knows she has been a little bit rude to some rather forceful fellas of late.. Or maybe it’s just one of the new ones… the ones that don’t realise how I want to play… one of the many where I will walk into the room specified and where the whole thing will be over before it has the chance to start… Looking at the time, Wanda races home to jump through the shower. In the shower she is feeling the sensation of water running over her breasts… nipples erect as her hand starts to brush over the skin. She grabs the scrunchy type loofah and lathers the sensual soaps all over it… the smells are everywhere… her fingers touch the scrunchy to her nipples… instant hardness. Soap lathers, hot water,,, abrasive type scrunchy loofah… and thoughts of playing… mmm Out of the shower and Wanda is looking for her lingerie… thigh high stay up stocking and the boots… The CFM’s (Cum Fuck Me) ones, those are the ones that lace up through the back… |Such a turn on all by themselves but with a little bit of the lace sticking out across the top… mmm nice. She grabs the red and black babydoll outfit. Always feels more comfortable in this and know she looks like she is out for fun… lacy panties of the crutchless variety… easy access is always better… OMG, looking at her watch she realise that she needs to move her backside if she is going to be on time. She throws an over shirt on… one that can look like it is an outfit on its own… Stringy tassels all around the base of it… driving down to the motel she receives another message… “The door is unlocked, inside on the dresser is a blindfold. Place it on before proceeding further” Now, though very nervous and wondering if she should have her head examined for doing this, Wanda is wet. She can feel the moisture between her legs… quickly she slips her finger down to rub against her slit, bringing it to her lips… “mmm” she moans … thinking about playing soon … Getting out of the car, Wanda takes a deep breath and checks out her surrounds… looking for where room 31 is. She heads in the right direction thinking it is a nice looking motel. She opens the door and sees the sign saying Rooms 27-41 upstairs… Taking the stairs slowly as she is wearing the CFM’s, she is thinking that not only is she having second thoughts or even 200 thoughts… She sees the door with the number 31 on the door and walks up…. Taking a deep breath she turns the handle…” No turning back now” she says as she steps through the door… Man. She can smell man, that’s a start at least right… looking to her right she spots the dresser and sure enough… A blindfold. She steps towards it when her phone beeps to say there is a message. She quickly checks it… same number… this time it says “only proceed if you wish to live out one of your fantasies you told me about” Stepping up to the dresser, Wanda reaches and puts the blindfold on. “I’m ready “she says to no one in particular when she feels a hand on the small of her back …. Pushing, guiding her across the room… She was stopped after only a few steps and someone speaks. “On your knees, NOW” Knowing that she put the blindfold on she drops instantly to her knees. She feels a hand on her head, grabbing at her short hair, pulling her head back… someone leans into her and kisses her, then tells her to leave her mouth open. Suddenly she feels a cock placed upon her lips… her tongue darts out, tracing its edges…mmm loving the feel of a cock against her lips… she mover her hands up to hold the shaft… hairless… even better… she starts to tease the cock… slipping it inside her mouth and then letting it drop… holding it she guides it to tease around her lips slowly… and then takes it back into her mouth. Deeper, deeper.. faster, and flicking the tip as she moves it up and down in her mouth… her fingers cupping and playing with nuts.. mmm loving how this night is heading she decides that it was a good idea after all… she takes him all the way out of her mouth and replaces it with his balls… humming and loving every moment. Then she feels something different. On her belly she feels the brush of fingers, tailing across her abdomen and lower… lower, then they are against her pussy, fingers tracing her slit. Wanda realises that she is not alone with one man, but two… she goes to speak, but a finger is placed against her lips… “You are safe, that’s all that matters” “Keep going, don’t stop” Wanda moans, she has a cock in her mouth and someone else’s fingers between her legs… sliding into her moistness , she flicks more against the tip of the cock in her mouth… he pulls back out of her mouth and says “Not yet, there is more to come” Someone grabs Wanda by the hands and pulls her up from her knees, guiding her across the room they open a door telling her all the time that she is safe. She feels something against the back of her legs, a bed perhaps? She thinks… she is pushed back against it can drop down a little… oh it is soft, she is still blindfolded but feels the bed move as another person sits down, he reaches and starts to play with her nipple piercings… then there is the other person that sits on the bed on the other side… playing with the other piercing… they both lean down and suck on her nipples… she moans… loudly… “Holly Fuck, that’s Oh, That’s amazing” she whimpers…. “Do you want more Wanda?” A voice asks. “Yes, God yes. Don’t stop” Says Wanda. Now Wanda is loving the attention and thinking how great it is to play with two men at once… and we are only just starting… she is feeling wetter and wetter by the second when suddenly she feels another impression on the bed between her legs… Her legs are spread further and further apart as someone’s tongue touches her clit.

15 October 2015

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It was our third day at sea and we had just spent a lovely day on the sands of Airlie Beach. I was sitting down at my usual table for dinner, tonight wearing my nice black suit with thin light white pin stripes, light blue shirt and a claret tie. It was the first elegant evening on board and as I looked around me everyone had done their very best. I said a familiar hello to the others at my table (after all this was our third night dining together) and ordered a drink before picking up the menu. As I scanned the menu I glanced up and in you walked. I was very fortunate that the beautiful dark haired beauty sat only 2 tables from me every night. Just lucky that you had chosen the same sitting as me for dinner and that the Cruise line had placed you at the table just a few feet away. Tonight you were a vision, as you glided toward the table, with your friend you looked refreshed and happy. Obviously you had enjoyed your day on the sand. Yes, I knew you had been on the sand as I couldn't help but notice you earlier. I had seen you twice before at dinner, a couple of times around the ship and today on the beach in your bathers (newly bought for the holiday as they fit everywhere perfectly, no change to that amazing shape since purchase) and paddling as you walked along the shadows with a drink in your hand. How can you not notice this beautiful woman. Tall with dark hair and magnificent curves in all the right places, tonight you were wearing a beautiful black dress that hugged those curves perfectly. Tight but not so tight as to restrict her movements it had a kind of checked panelling down the front that just made it look even more amazing, made the curves even more amazing. You threw your head back as you laughed at something your friend said and your hair fell away from your shoulders revealing a lovely neckline to this dress. I could see the eyes of many men on you as you walked to your table and I could already see the males at the table ready to leap to their feet to pull out your chair. You gracefully accepted the gentlemanly conduct and thanked your suitor for the seat. Small talk began around the table as you all settled down for the meal. The staff were very attentive on these ships and the meals came out, entrée first, then a wonderful main course (I had the salt and pepper squid) and then entertainment was put on before dessert. I kept glancing over at the table to see you and Im sure that a couple of times you saw me looking. I think I appeared quite rude to some at my table as they often had to repeat themselves to me because my mind and eyes were elsewhere. My dark haired beauty dropped a napkin and before one of the ever attentive staff were able to retrieve it, bent down to pick it up, by doing so I got a wonderful long look down the neckline of the dress at what looked to be large full breasts of perfect form, I didn't see them all, but what I saw was encouraging, you lifted your chin, caught my eye and grinned at me, a beautiful smile, lovely teeth and just a hint of naughtiness in those eyes as you slowly sat back up with the napkin in hand. I felt a definite connection as our gazes locked and a definite stirring in my pants as well. Oh dear I thought... concentrate on dinner. Dessert was served and when I finished, I stood up, made my excuses and left the table. I walked from the dining room and as I was deciding whether or not to go up on deck for some fresh air after another great meal, or to change into something more relaxing and enjoy a show.... a sultry voice said from behind... I cant believe you were going to leave without saying hello. I turned and there you were in all your beauty, you had followed me out of the dining room and now moved alongside me as we walked along the corridor. You were taller than I thought when standing next to me and the curves even more gorgeous. I laughed at the opening line and asked whereyour friend was. After a day in the sun and a couple of drinks she was heading back to their cabin for a nap. What a shame for her I said, we only have a few more nights on board and no one wants to be unwell and waste any of them. We chatted and I said that I was alone too that night, Michelle (she introduced herself to me as Michelle) suggested that if we were both at a loose end, why not go to the cocktail lounge and enjoy a drink. I agreed very readily, I had never been picked up before, is this what happens? am I being picked up? or is it just two people enjoying an evening together? I don't know, but I do know that all thoughts of going back to my cabin to change were long gone. We walked and talked and headed up on deck before we went to the lounge. On deck for a bit of fresh air the night was still reasonably warm but a breeze had sprung up. I took my jacket off and put it over Michelles shoulders, my hands lingered on the shoulders as I did so and you didn't flinch at all. As I let go I slid them gently down your arms to your elbows and off... smiling we continued to walk around the deck. A few minutes later we were sitting in the cocktail lounge, in a deep leather settee laughing over a couple of fluffy ducks. Michelle was on the ship celebrating her 50th (as was her friend) and having a great time, noticing me around the ship once or twice too and on the beach that day. Asking why I was on board I just explained that I was recently left on my own and taking a break from work. We smiled and laughed, had a few more cocktails off the menu, first a cosmopolitan and then a champagne cocktail. It was Michelles turn to order and as we'd had a few our tongues were much looser and looking at me says, ever since this afternoon I have wanted sex on a beach, will you join me? I laughed and said 'that's not going to be easy as the ship has left port', there was that wonderful laugh again and we ordered 2. We were a little tipsy now and the conversation, jokes and sarcasm were flying think and fast. For my turn I suggested a Slow Comfortable Screw Against the Wall. Michelle replied with, well it will have to be your wall as my friend is asleep in our cabin. It was clear now where our conversation and evening was headed. I leant in and kissed you. A long slow kiss, gently pressing my lips to yours. No tongue, no movement, just a gentle long kiss. As we slowly parted, I again received that smile, and asked, do you want to come back to my cabin for a night cap. We left hand in hand, a little unsteady on our feet as the ship rolled with the swell. I was swelling too, but in a good way. The corridors on the ship were narrow so our shoulders rubbed all the way as we walked. We took the elevator and in the elevator I leant in for another kiss. This one was more assertive and I got the same response in return. I could feel your body against me and my heart was racing, I would be surprised if you didn't hear it. To feel you pressing against me, hand in mine, breasts against my chest and pelvis against my groin.... I wished the elevator ride never end. We parted though as the lift slowed at my floor. I pulled away and was rearranging my jacket and looking down as we stopped. I looked up just as the ding went and the doors opened and there in front of us was your friend. Found you! I was just coming looking for you, I slept for a couple of hours and feel much better, do you want to go dancing? You was stunned, we both sobered up very quickly, pretending we were two strangers sharing a lift. You stumbled out a few words... um ok if you are sure. Are you better, are you sure you don't just want to sleep? I slowly left the lift and turned around. The friend got on board, pressed the button and took your arm. Come on girl she said, lets have fun. As the doors closed I could see the pained expression on your face as you mouthed the word sorry...I stood by the lift door stunned with this sudden turn of events. I could not believe my luck. But the lift hadn't moved, it was still there and inside you were talking to your friend. I took a step away and the door quietly opened again, you hugged your friend smiled to her and stepped out. You put your arm around me and turned and said see you later to your friend who went off to find a new dance partner for the evening. As the elevator rose again, you turned, kissed me and said, I told her my dance card was full this evening. I took your hand and we walked more quickly to my cabin. Quickly as if to say.... no more interruptions, no more hesitation. I opened the door and entered. As soon as the door closed behind us we were kissing again, with passion, with lust. Hot, breathy kisses where our lips would almost devour each other. My jacket fell to the floor, my tie was gone, shoes off and shirt undone and off. Your hands were on my belt and we still hadn't made it as far as the centre of the cabin but primal instincts had taken over. My hands were around your back gripping your beautiful arse tightly as though to say you are NOT getting away now. I gripped and pulled you towards me as you got my belt undone and slid my pants down. You could feel me against you. Hard and ready. You pulled back from the kiss and took a step back. In this lull of activity, while we looked at each other and tried to catch our breath, your hand went to the zip under your neck and slowly lowered it all the way to your navel. You slid one shoulder out of the dress then the other and with a wiggle.... sent the dress cascading to your ankles. I looked at your beauty, standing silhouetted in the light coming from the cabin lamp... sexy black bra holding back an ample bosom, while ivory coloured lacy lingerie hiding what I wished to see and taste and tease..... and fuck! We lept at each other, kissing still standing, pressing against each other. My hands fumbling to remove your bra and release those breasts. As the bra came off, you sat back on the bed and I knelt before you, kissing, teasing your breasts, flicking your nipples with my tongue, sucking them deeply into my mouth and feeling them grow in mouth as they hardened. Massaging your breasts with my hands while I enjoyed them. I pushed you down on the bed, your feet were still on the floor but you were laying back. I kissed all over your stomach, your navel. Running my hands over your underwear, feeling the warmth beneath. I slid your underwear down and off, you looked stunning there on your back, legs apart, breasts rising and falling with your laboured breath as I leaned in again and kissed your gorgeous, soft lips between your legs.I lifted your knees onto my shoulders so you were more comfortable and slid in with my tongue, long licks from the back of your thighs along your wetness to your clitoris and back. Your hands were in my hair holding, pulling it but most importantly pushing my head down to engage you further. Your breath was faster and shallower now. You had wanted this for hours and just a few minutes ago you thought it had been snatched away from you by your friend in the lift, but no, we were here, together, my tongue on you, inside you, pleasuring you. It made the moment even more special knowing it had so nearly been stolen from you. I gripped the back of your knees and raised them up towards your chest, changing the angle of your bottom on the bed so I could get my tongue further inside you. My nose kind of flicking your clitoris as I drank from you.... your body began to shudder, you gripped my head even harder and forced me into you.. almost cutting off my breathing. Seconds later I felt your release as you climaxed and your body jerked and thrust with uncontrolled pleasure. You tried to remain quiet but moans escaped your lips as you subsided with the afterglow of glorious release. Sated, happy, delighted, exhausted... pleasured. We stayed like that for a few moments, you laying on the edge of my bed, me with my head resting on your inner thighs, breathing you in. After a while, I opened my eyes, inches away I could see your still swollen lips, flushed and damp. I enjoyed that you were without inhibitions, you just lay there enjoying the moment as I was. I used my fingertips to gently scratch your thighs and leant over to slowly and softly kiss where just moments before I was so much more aggressive. Little kisses of thanks. You stirred when I kissed you, ran your fingers softly through my hair and asked what I was up to..... just enjoying the moment I said between pecks. You took my head between your hands and lifted me up to your face on the bed and kissed me deeply. I kept my eyes open and I could see the smile in yours too. Another joyful moment for me, you weren't afraid to continue to kiss, even though obviously I now tasted of you. We kept kissing and I felt your tongue gliding into my mouth looking for mine. We kissed deeply, passionately and I was stirring again. You pulled away and with a flick of your leg and thigh you lay me on the bed next to yourself. Still kissing but now with me laying on my back I felt your hand between my legs, touching, holding, sliding up and down my shaft with long slow strokes. Every now and again you would slide right down and around my sac, gently massaging my balls and then back up the shaft and around the tip. You did this repeatedly, while you continued to kiss me deeply. It didn't take long, never does first time particularly after I was so aroused by my actions earlier and I could feel myself getting towards that point of no return. I stopped kissing to tell you to be careful, you might need a towel.... you looked straight at me, with your hand still working me, and replied.... no towel required. It felt like you only shifted a shoulder but within seconds we were no longer kissing and I could feel your warm breath on me as your mouth slid over the tip of my cock. Oh My God!!! this was just sensational. Your hand was still on me stroking me, but now I could feel your mouth around me and your tongue flicking the tip. You slid your lips further down and back up, down and up in rhythm with your hand... it was heaven on earth. As you slid up and down my shaft your hand went back to my sac rubbing it again. Your mouth was sliding further and further down me, it was so warm, so smooth, so soft, so inviting. I began to raise my hips off the bed in rhythm with you, my hand in your hair, on your neck. I looked down and I could see myself disappearing inside your mouth and that visual was just too much. Coupled with the amazing feelings I was experiencing, to watch in the light of the moon shining into the cabin myself disappearing into your amazing mouth, was just too much. I spasmmed as I completely lost control and emptied myself inside your mouth. Your lips tightened around me and you drained everything from me. It was the most intense feeling and it continued much longer than any usual climax I have. I was unable to breath for a while as I slowly softened inside your mouth. You continued to gently tease me with your tongue and then you gave it one final kiss and slid back up next to me on the bed. We lay there totally naked, bathed in moonlight and sweat. Our chests heaving as we settled down. I kissed your forehead and you looked up at me and smiled. I kissed your lips and you responded. If would have been so perfect to just fall asleep at that point but we knew that wouldn't be possible. You had to get back to your cabin at some point before raising any suspicion. Even so we didn't want to move, your head was nestled against my shoulder and your hand was laying flat on my chest. What an evening, great conversation, a few drinks, laughs and now this... and still 4 nights to go. How do I find a way to prise you from your friend again... and perhaps again, before the cruise was over?

8 August 2015

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