My Eros...

Another late night at work...

2011-07-22T15:12:00.001-07:00

It's a late night at work, finishing off some important client work that's due the following day. We've been chatting off and on over email, teasing each other for hours -- one of the reasons I'm at work so late. Finishing off the work, I send you one last email, telling you how much I want to finally taste that hot, wet pussy of yours, and as usual you leave me with the tease, "Maybe you willl..."

I pack up the laptop and other stuff that I'll need in the morning, and head out to the elevator. I ride down, and step out, only to see you standing there in the lobby. Shocked, I don't know what to say at the sight of you, standing in a knee-length jacket and some nice black high heels that show off your legs. You step forward, opening the jacket to show me everything that you have been waiting to give me, and smile. "Is there somewhere we can be alone?" you ask, pushing me back into the elevator.

I press the button for my office, and we start kissing, your jacket dropping to the floor. Our tongues dance in each others' mouths, caressing each others' lips. My hands close around your breasts caressing them, squeezing them, feeling your nipples harden to my touch. I kiss down your neck, sucking on your nipples, listening to you moan softly. The elevator dings, and the doors open. I grab your jacket and lead you by the hand to my office, closing the door behind us.

Our lips meet again, but this time it's your hands doing the work, reaching down and unclasping my belt, then unzipping my pants and pulling them down to find my hard, throbbing cock hiding underneath. You pull my pants to my ankles, and before I can step out of them, your hand closes around the shaft and your mouth closes around the head. I look down and watch as you slowly work my cock with your mouth, kissing and licking and sucking it from the head down to my balls and back again. Your eyes lock with mine as you take me deep into your mouth, sliding your tongue out to tickle my balls as you hit the base.

I grab your hair and start to fuck your mouth, holding you in place as I pump in and out of your wet, hot lips. You look up and moan around my cock as I pull your hair tightly, and the feeling ripples through my body. I pull your head off, seeing a string of pre-cum trailing from your lips to the head of my cock, and guide you to stand, kissing you deeply and tasting my cock on your tongue. We kiss again, as I turn you around and press you backward, sitting you up onto it. I spread your legs wide so that I can see your hot, wet pussy lips, and kiss downward from your lips, over your breasts, and down between your thighs.

You can feel my hot breath blowing against the inside of your damp thighs, as I trail my tongue ever further up, closer and closer to your hot lips. My tongue touches them, sliding up and down their length, teasing your ass just a little, before returning. Parting your lips, my tongue presses into you, then up to twirl softly around your clit as a finger spreads you open and slides inside. The taste is intoxicating, the moans of pleasure coming from you redouble my efforts, even as your hand presses my head tight against your hot, silky wetness.

My tongue continues its attention to your throbbing nub as my fingers slide in and out of you, rubbing your g-spot with each stroke. I tell you how good you taste, and how badly I want you to cum all over my face. I look up to see you looking down on my between your thighs, while you're playing with your nipples. You moan as I suck on your clit, and I can see the pleasure growing in the light of your eyes. I suck, and slide a third finger inside you, stretching your lips wide open. Another moan, and your thighs begin to tremble. You're starting to cum, but before you do, I remove my mouth from your wet pussy and replace it with my cock, filling your tight wetness just as you start to clench around it. You reach up and hold me close as I continue to fuck you, moaning and grunting as you grind your pussy against the length of my cock, coating it with your hot, wet cum.

Your pussy milks my cock, tight and hard, and finally I give in and shoot my load deep inside you, filling you with my seed as it leaks out of your lips and down your thighs, over my cock, all over my desk. We remain there, my cock throbbing inside you, your pussy squeezing as you continue to ride the wave of orgasm, until we both finally catch our breath. I hand you your jacket and lead you to the elevator, smiling all the way down. "I'm glad I finally got to taste you," I say with a gleam in your eye.

Imagine This...

2010-03-23T12:30:00.003-07:00

Imagine the feeling of my warm breath, the hot dampness of my tongue as it trails slowly up the insides of your thighs, led by the soft touch of my fingertips tracing small circles against your bare skin as they move closer and closer to my goal.

Imagine the feeling of my fingers touching the soft skin on the inside curve of your thighs, floating over your wet, damp lips before touching them ever-so-slightly, rubbing them gently and bringing the juices that are flowing onto your outer lips. My fingers slowly part those lips as my tongue moves closer and closer to your prize.

Imagine the first taste, my tongue sliding up and down your wet lips, feeling its way around to find the most sensitive places. Teasing you, enjoying the smell, the taste, the sounds you make as my tongue rolls circles around your clit, slides down to slip into your waiting hole. Teasing you, pleasing you, wanting you to experience as much pleasure in the receiving as I have in the giving.

Imagine the pleasure, welling inside you, as my fingers slide inside, tongue continuing to play with your hard clit. Curving upwards, rubbing your g-spot as they pull out each time, triggering uncontrollable moans of pleasure, causing your hips to move in time with my tongue and my fingers.

Imagine the release, as you finally give in and grind yourself against my face, your wetness covering my lips, mouth, and chin, nearly screaming in pleasure as you ride my fingers and tongue to ever-intensifying heights of ecstasy.

The Movie Theater

2010-03-23T12:30:00.001-07:00

The movie theater is already dark when you arrive, a few minutes after the show was scheduled to start. As your eyes adjust to the dark, the butterflies in your stomach twitch and flutter. Turning the corner, you look up into the seats, and notice that the rows are empty for the most part, and there appears to be only one other person sitting in the room. You smile, and say a little thank-you that there aren't other people around -- if they were, you know you wouldn't go through with this. You walk up to the row with the other person sitting and slide your way down to the seat next to them. It's exactly who you'd hoped it would be, and you smile as you sit down.

"Would you like some popcorn," he asks, motioning to the container in his hand.

"Sure," you say as you reach down and pull out a few kernels, "...I was almost afraid you wouldn't show up."

"I wasn't sure I was either," he says with a small laugh, "But I'm glad I did...and that you did." With that, he places one hand on your thigh and squeezes. You watch as he places the popcorn container in the seat on the other side of him, and take a deep breath as he turns back to you, leaning in and placing his hand behind your neck and kissing you...softly at first, then more insistently. As your tongues intertwine, his hand slides ever-so-slowly up the inside of your thigh, and you know he can feel the hot dampness of your engorged lips as he gets closer. You kiss him back as his fingertips flutter against your wet lips, spreading your legs so that he can slowly and deftly insert first one, then two fingers inside you.

His mouth leave yours as his other hand pulls open your blouse and unclips your bra, immediately closing his lips around your erect nipples as he continues to work your wet pussy with his fingers. You can feel the orgasm building, but hold back, enjoying every moment of his rapt attention. His lips and teeth toy with your nipples as his fingers stroke your clit and slide in and out of you in a nice, solid rhythm. You moan, louder than you expected, as your hips start to grind against his hand. You reach down and gently press his mouth from your breast as you tell him that it's his turn, ordering him to lean back as you reach down and squeeze his hard manhood through his jeans.

Deftly unzipping his fly, you open them to find him commando, with a hard, thick cock all ready for you to enjoy. You smile at him, then lean over and tease it, running your tongue up and down the length, around the head, slowly playing with it before sliding your mouth around it tightly and sucking him in as far as he will go. His hand reaches over and grabs your ass as you work his cock with your mouth, loving the sound of him moaning and feeling him grow against your lips and tongue. You massage his balls with your hand, and just as you start to feel them pull up, you raise your head from his lap and climb on top, filling your need with him, sliding him all the way inside you and then lifting yourself up again. You ride him, right there, tits bouncing in his face, looking into his eyes, as you both start to cum, him filling your pussy and you tightly clenching him.

You collapse against him, still clenching and releasing, still feeling him throb inside you.

"Same time next week," you whisper into his ear as you retake your seat next to him and watch the rest of the movie, feeling a throbbing emptiness inside you that only he completely fills.

Coffee Shop

2009-04-29T15:52:00.001-07:00

You notice the stranger looking at you across the coffee shop, looking at you from behind his laptop screen. You're not sure the first couple times that he's actually looking at you, but you notice that he looks away every time your eyes meet, by the third or fourth time. You straighten up in your seat, looking as good as you can, taking inventory of the man sneaking glances at you. He's average in most ways, but there's something about the look in his eyes that makes you want to know more. You watch him closely, taking in his nice clothes, the sport jacket draped over the chair on the other side of the table, and the reasonably-sized drink that he's only barely touched. He looks up again, and you see his dazzling blue eyes looking directly at you. Not sure why, you stand up and carry your drink past his table, which sits near the garbage can. You bend over to drop your drink into the trash, and sneak a sideways glance behind you. Sure enough, he's definitely looking at your ass, and the high-riding skirt that's barely covering your pink, lace panties. "What the hell," you think, as you bend just a little bit further, pretending to have dropped something on the ground, spreading your legs just slightly, and giving him a perfect view of your pink satin-covered mound. You're surprised to feel a hand come up and barely cross over your ass as you watch him stand up, throwing his drink in the garbage as well. You stand up, and are looking into those eyes, the wanton look now matched by a smile that you've seen many times before.

"Can I give you a lift to..." he starts to ask.

"...work," you finish for him, "Just around the corner, past the park."

He smiles and takes you by the hand, grabbing his laptop bag and jacket, leading you out to his car. He opens the passenger door for you, and as you climb in you feel his hand on your bare ass again, this time squeezing it a little. You know your panties are dripping at this point, you can feel the dampness on the insides of your thighs. He closes the door and climbs into the driver's seat, putting his seatbelt on and turning the key in the ignition.

"I couldn't take my eyes of you in there," he says, "You are just so beautiful...and those BREASTS!" he chuckles.

"Oh, you mean these?" you say as you pull open your blouse and unhook the front clasp of your bra, letting your breasts fall loose, nipples hard already from what you hope to have happen before he drops you off at work. You pinch your nipples, sending electric waves throughout your body. He just stares, mouth open, and you can tell he is hard inside his slacks, the zipper straining to contain his obvious desire.

"Drive," you order him, and he very quickly obliges.

"You know where the park is?" you ask, hand running up the inside of his thighs.

"Yes," he stammers, as your hand closes around his cock, squeezing. He is hard, and big. Nice and thick, just the way you like it.

"Let's park there." you say, unzipping him and pulling him out.

"Okay," he says as you lean over, his arm moving out of the way so that you can lean into his lap, kissing and licking the tip, tasting the precum on him.

He maneuvers the SUV into the parking lot as your head is slowly sliding up and down in his lap, your tongue working him with every stroke, his head throbbing between your lips. He stops, turns off the car, and you sit up. "Better put that away, so we can climb in back," you tell him as you button your blouse enough to open the passenger door.

"Fuck that," he says as he opens his own door, cock sticking out of his pants, and quickly climbs back in the back. You follow, and pull open your blouse again for him, allowing him to kiss, suck, and nibble on your breasts, taking each nipple in turn, feeling them hard inside his mouth. He pushes up your skirt and reaches between your thighs, parting your panties to rub, then finger your pussy. You moan as he pulls your panties down, accidentally tearing one side.

"Oh, my...that will cost you," you say as you push him back and climb on top of him, pushing his hard, throbbing cock deep into you. "Now you don't get to fuck me. I get to fuck you." You push down on his chest and start sliding slowly up and down his length. He fills you completely, pressing against the sides of your hot, wet pussy as you grind against him. You start rubbing just the head in and out, then push down hard, moaning as you hear his sudden intake of breath.

"You like that?" you ask him, and lift up. "How about this?" you say as you push the head of his now-wet cock against your tight asshole. It feels good, the pressure increasing as you push down harder and harder, until the head just pops right into you.

"Do you like my ass, baby?" you ask him.

"GOD YES!" he says as he starts to pump. You think about stopping him, but it feels so good inside you as he slides it in and out, over and over. You feel him breathing hard, feel the throbbing of his cock increase. Your own finger wanders down to rub your clit as you squeeze his hard cock with your ass. Finally, he screams loudly as he explodes inside you, the hot, sticky cum filling your ass and leaking down over your pussy. You cum too, squeezing and milking every last ounce of cum out of his cock and into your ass. You sit there, sliding up and down still, moaning in ecstasy. You look at him, and know that he's just been fucked better than he's had in a long time. You smile, lean down and kiss his cheek, and smile, re-latching your bra and buttoning up your shirt.

"You can keep the panties," you say with a smile as you reach behind and open the door. "I think I'll walk back to work."

Snowbound (Part 1)

2009-01-13T18:27:00.000-08:00

The car struck the snow with a solid thunk, followed by the familiar, yet completely unnecessary sound of tires sliding on ice. The realization quickly sets in that you’re not going anywhere, anytime soon, and you immediately chastise yourself for going out in this kind of weather. Then, thoughts of what it was that brought you out come to mind, and the warmth that comes over you reminds you that it was well worth it. Of course, now, you’re stuck here, against a drift of snow, on a back road that hardly anyone uses even in the best of weather. Fortunately, you’re not for want of gas, and your car should keep you warm for awhile, you think. “Always the optimist,” you tell yourself.

You sit in the car for a few minutes, listening to the radio, and you recall your encounter from earlier in the night. He was good, you think, recalling how he touched you, how he filled you with his hard cock, how you moaned in pleasure over and over again. Your hand slips between your thighs, under your panties, and feels that familiar wetness covering your lips. Your fingers press your hardening clit, just as you notice a pair of headlights coming down the road. Faced with a decision, you quickly slip your hand from your now-throbbing pussy and pull your coat tight, stepping out of the car.

It’s apparent that the driver had seen you, as you watch the car pull toward you, slowly but deliberately making its way through the slush and snow. The car stops a few feet from you, the headlights shining bright in the dark of night, so you cannot yet tell who might be behind the wheel.

“Hi there,” a voice hollers as the car is turned off, the headlights switching to parking lights. “You look like you could use a hand!” The door opens and a very nice looking young gentleman steps out of the vehicle. “Slid into that drift, did you?” he asks.

“Yes, sir! You should’ve been here to see it happen,” you say.

He steps forward and reaches out to shake your hand. “Jim. Let’s see if we can get you out of there, shall we?”

You shake his hand, and turn to walk back to the car, suddenly all-too-aware of how little you’re wearing underneath your coat. Thankfully, you think, it’s a nice, long parka, so the chances of him figuring it out on his own are slim. That thought makes you shiver, and you feel that familiar warmth growing again.

“Why don’t you hop in and I’ll give ‘er a push from behind?” He steps toward the back of the car, and you giggle to yourself, thinking you wouldn’t mind getting a push from behind, yourself.

You hop into the car, and he tells you what to do – forward, then back, then forward, then back. Not to fast, not too hard. You can’t help but want to laugh as the double entendre seems completely lost on him.

It only takes a few tries, and your car is loosed from its prison. You pull the car forward as he walks up to the driver-side window. “Okay, that should do it…take it easy from here on home, okay?”

You smile at him, kneeling down so that his head is at window-height. “Thank you very much, Jim. Surely there’s something I could do to thank you.”

“Nah, it’s all in a day’s work, ma’am. I used to live on the east coast, so I’ve seen plenty of people in deeper drifts than this. I’m just glad I came by when I did – there aren’t many people on this road at this time of night, especially in this weather.”

You look him directly in the eye, opening your coat to display your ample chest. Your fingers close around one nipple as you reply, “Yes…it is quite cold out there. Has made me all nipply.”

He’s speechless as he watches you working your nipple, hardening between your fingers. “You like that, Jim?”

“Uh…ah…why, yes.”

“Does it make you hard?”

“Uh…”

“Show it to me.”

“Ma’am?”

“Show me your cock, Jim. I want you to stand up and put it through the window, so I can thank you properly.”

“I don’t know…”

“Jim, you don’t want to leave me disappointed, do you?” you say, letting your coat drop completely, showing off your body – bare from the neck to your waist, small, lace panties hooked to a garter below the waist.

“No, ma’am!” he says as he stands up. You can see how hard he is, even in the dim light. He unzips his pants and pulls down his boxers, letting his hard cock fall free. You look at it, run your finger up and down the length.

“Yes, Jim…that will do quite nicely,” you say as you close your lips around the head of his cock. Not quite as long as what you had earlier, but nice and thick.

You work him, slowly at first, sucking his head and teasing the length of him. You take his balls into your mouth and roll them back and forth over your tongue. You kiss all the way back up as you grab his balls tight, then deep-throat him, taking him all the way in and working his hard, throbbing cock with your mouth and your tongue. You listen to him moaning, knowing that you’re in control now, and suck him hard and deep, until you feel his balls start to pull up from your hand and his cum shoots deep into your mouth. Smiling, you clean up all of the hot, sticky cum, swallowing it, loving the feel of it as it slides down your throat.

“Jim, how was that?” you say, looking up at him through the window.

“Oh my God…” is all that he can say, his still-hard cock hanging out of his pants, throbbing in the cold night air.

“One more thing…”

“What’s that?”

“Will you fuck me now, Jim? REALLY fuck me?”

Reunion (Part II)

2006-12-27T12:45:00.001-08:00

She climbed up onto the bed, spreading her legs wide for him and sitting so that her feet dangled from the side. She sat there and motioned for him to step closer, as if he needed encouragement. He knelt in front of her, kissing her deeply and trailing his lips and tongue slowly down the nape of her neck, taking each breast firmly in hand and tracing his tongue around her nipples, sucking on them as they grew hard at his touch.

His hand reached between her thighs and he slowly slipped first one, then two fingers into her. She sighed heavily as he penetrated her, and her hands roamed through his hair as he lowered his face to the level of the bed. He watched as his fingers parted her lips, sliding in and out as she became more and more wet. She pulled on his head, guiding him down closer to her hot wetness. And he, of course, willingly obliged.

Her thighs were creamy white, in contrast to the nice pink of her pussy as he spread her lips wide and slowly traced his tongue from her clit, down past her wet hole, to her ass and back up again. She was moaning with every new sensation. He settled on flicking and rubbing her clit with his tongue, while his fingers slipped in and out of her wet pussy...sliding in, twisting gently as he reached for her g-spot, then pulling back out.

He waited until his fingers were nice and wet, rubbing her lips and hole, spreading her juices all over his hand, and then slowly pressed one of his fingers up against her tight asshole...building pressure as his tongue teased her clit until it slipped in, just the tip of his finger, pressing in and out. She nearly came just then, clamping her thighs around his head and pulling on his hair just enough that he could feel it.

He knew what would put her over the edge, and smiled as he gave it to her - slipping three fingers into her now-dripping pussy and one into her ass, his tongue lapping her clit quickly and with just enough pressure...fucking her with his hand and mouth, hearing her breathing increase, feeling her thighs trembling around his head, feeling her hands squeezing and releasing in his hair, until he feels her hips shift, and her pussy is grinding in his face, her hands pulling his face tight against her throbbing, wet pussy...moaning and screaming out his name as she grinds against him, covering his face with her cum, writhing in ecstacy as he continues to lick her clit and fuck her with his hand...

Finally, he stops, pulling his fingers from her and licking the cum off of them. He stands at the edge of the bed, looking down at her. She sits up, takes his hard, throbbing cock in her hand, and smiles, "Now let's make some good use of this."

The Reunion (Part I)

2006-12-19T14:34:00.000-08:00

It was mid-afternoon when he checked into the hotel. He sent a quick text message as he walked down the hallway, then unlocked and entered the room that was soon to be nothing more than a den of sin. Only weeks before his wedding, he knew that he needed just one last hurrah - to experience the thrill of another woman's body before he gave himself completely to one woman for the rest of his life (or so he was convinced at the time).

He had everything set up perfectly - the chilled bottle of wine opened, two glasses poured, the candles lit, lights dimmed. He was filled with anxious anticipation, about to see a woman he hadn't seen in the flesh in 10 years. A woman that he had fantasized about since they last met, one who had in the intervening years gotten married, had two kids, but never forgot about the one who got away. That was something they shared, a bond that time wouldn't rend - they were the same to each other - the "one that got away".

There was a tentative knock on the door, and he heistantly paced over to peer through the peephole. It was her, gorgeous brown hair falling down over her shoulders, the emerald dress that she told him she made expressly for this day draped over her, hugging all of her curves perfectly. He stood there momentarily, mouth dry and breath heavy against the door, aware of the stirring feeling between his legs. She'd sent him pictures over email a few times, but nothing in those pictures quite captured the allure that she held for him here, in the flesh.

He pulled the door open, forgetting to undo the latch such that the door locked open only inches. "Hi..." he stammered, as she smiled at him. Was that a giggle that she let loose? He could recall the way she giggled in high school, that high, girlish giggle that hinted at darker thoughts, deep desires that she kept hidden away just enough to pique his interest. He fumbled with the door latch and finally opened it, inviting her in.

She stepped across the threshold, looking so much as she did ten years ago, yet decidedly different as well. She had grown in all the right places, and her dress fit her perfectly -- accentuating the curve of her large breasts, her hips, and her ass. He stood in front of her, drinking in every inch of her. She stood and smiled at him as she set her purse on the dresser, as he thought momentarily of the wine that was sitting just a few feet away.

Looking closely into her eyes, however, he forgot all about the wine...the room...everything. He could see in those beautiful green eyes a reflection of the pure lust and desire that he felt for her at this very moment, as he reached out and took her into his arms, kissing her deeply and passionately as he had imagined he would so many times before this day. She returned the kiss, tongues intertwining as they breathed in each others' scents. His hands ran up and down her back, cupping her ass and pulling her tightly to him. She moaned softly as he brought his hand around front, feeling her trembling, creamy-white thighs and slowly working his way up.

She pulled her lips from his and gave him a devilish smile as his hand reached its goal, finding no fabric between his roaming fingers and her hot, wet pussy. "Do you like?" was her question, whispered into his ear. His answer was clear as he reached up and pulled the dress off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a pool at her feet.

There she stood, large breasts bound tightly in a corset (probably also of her making), thigh-high stockings tight against her legs, arms at her sides, beatiful alabaster skin contrasting with the dark fabric. You'd never have known by looking at her that she had had two kids in the intervening years - she looked just as gorgeous as she ever did in high school, but now he was finally seeing what she looked like naked.

Smiling, she walked over to him and put one hand on his shoulder...the other dropped slowly down his chest and came to rest at the buckle of his belt. Without a word, she slipped the belt off of him, unzipped his pants, and smiled as his hard cock was exposed - just as she had worn no panties, he was going commando for her. She squeezed it in her hand and smiled at him, then pulled his pants down to the floor, dropping to her knees.

He knew what would come next - they'd talked about it online, even on the phone. She wanted to taste him, to suck him until he exploded in her mouth. And from the look in her eyes as she knelt before him, there was no plan in her mind to disappoint. She kissed his thighs as he stepped out of his pants, moving so he could lean against the bed.

Slowly, she ran her tongue up from his balls to the tip of his now-throbbing cock, eyes locked on his the entire time. She reached around and grabbed his ass tightly as she plunged his cock into her mouth, past her lips, all the way to the base...he could feel the tip of his cock hit the very back of her throat. She pulled back off and smiled at him, "Delicious..." was all that she said. Her other hand reached down and fondled his balls, squeezing and pulling on them as they rolled in her hand, as her mouth teased and sucked him.

She moaned as his hands fell to her hair, grabbing it tightly and helping to guide her head up and down the length of him. Her hand left his balls and slipped back further, as he laid spread his legs further for her, using the bed as support. He moaned loudly as her finger came to rest against his ass, rubbing the tight hole, relaxing it. He tightened up as she deep-throated him once again, at the same time slipping her fingertip into him, fucking his ass as she sucked him off.

He could feel his orgasm building, and was sure she could as well...with his ass puckering around her finger and his head throbbing between her lips. She looked up at him and smiled, taking him in and out of her mouth, tip to base, again and again. He grabbed her hair and pushed her down onto him as he exploded, both ass and cock letting loose in an orgasm more powerful than he had felt in awhile. His cum shot into her mouth, and she swallowed as much as she could, but some still dripped out from between her lips, running down her chin, down his cock. Her finger left his ass as she her mouth from him, stroking his hard, throbbing cock as drops of cum continued to pour out, onto her hands, his thighs, the floor.

He looked down at her, flushed with ecstacy, cock still throbbing and dripping cum, and told her that it was her turn...that she should climb onto the bed and spread her legs...it was her turn to cum hard all over him.

The Stranger

2006-11-20T10:09:00.000-08:00

Relaxing at the local bar after work, you sit and chat with your co-workers, as they each in turn leave until you remain the sole holdout from a long week in the trenches. You look around the bar and see all sorts of people, talking and drinking away the woes of the past week. One person in particular sticks out as you survey the room, an impeccably well-dressed man wearing a sport coat and light blue button-up shirt that complements his deep blue eyes. You find yourself drawn back to him each time you look up from your last drink, as you build up the nerve to go over and introduce yourself. You take a last drink from your glass, pull yourself together, and stand up to walk across to the barstools just across the aisle from you. And, to your dismay, he's gone. You stretch nonchalantly, trying to make it appear that you just stood up to stretch, as the waiter returns to your table. He hands you a card, and tells you that the gentleman at the bar asked him to deliver it to you after he left. On the card is a name, an address, and a time. You look over the card and give the waiter a puzzled look, to which he responds with a shrug and asks if you'd like another drink.

Walking out to the car, you are aware that you are still holding the card in your hand. As you sit down in the driver's seat, surrounded by the supple leather that you enjoy so much, you take the card out and stare at it again. The card reads, in an elegant script:

Marcus
1134 Rosemary Lane
6pm

As you look up at the clock in your car, you see that it's still only 5:30. "Plenty of time to check out the address," you think before stopping yourself, wondering why you would actually be considering meeting a man that you've never even spoken with. Then you think of his eyes, the way they seemed to pierce through everything he looked at, his perfect clothing - clean, pressed, sharp. Compelling in a way that you can’t quite put your finger on. "Oh, what the hell?" you say aloud to nobody at all, "What's wrong with a little adventure?"

You cruise through the streets of the city that you've known since you were a child, and finally come upon Rosemary Lane. The houses here are tightly packed together yet clearly separated by hedges and fences. The neighborhood is a hodgepodge of mixed eras - some original Victorian homes stand next to Art Deco homes, between 70s ramblers. All the homes are meticulously maintained, with well-manicured lawns and shrubbery. You look from home to home, enjoying the view, until you reach the 1100 block. You slow down significantly, as you near what can best be described as a mansion. Black wrought-iron fencing separates the small lawn from the sidewalk, framing the red brick building as perfectly as possible. You spy a parking place just up the block, and pull in, remaining in your car as you are filled with anxiety and exhilaration.

Composing yourself, double-checking your appearance in the rearview mirror, you get out of the car and walk past the house, pretending to be just another passerby. You look at the immaculate fencework, the closely-trimmed lawn, and the tightly controlled hedges, then give in to your curiosity and push open the gate. As you near the front door, it opens into a well-lit foyer. A butler stands at the door, and speaks slowly in a clipped accent, "Excellent! The master was hoping you would arrive on time. This way, please," he says as he leads you to a door in the foyer. He opens it, and you hesitantly enter the room. The carpets are lush, the walls decked out in rich wood, aged but exceptionally maintained. As you enter the room, the butler closes the door. You hear a click that may or may not have been a lock, and you begin to worry that maybe you have gotten yourself in over your head. You reach into your purse and begin to fish for your cell phone.

"There's no need for that, dear," a voice speaks, interrupting your search. You look up to see the man from the bar standing in front of you. He's much more impressive this close than he was at the bar. His deep blue eyes seem to look directly into you, and his form is obviously that of someone who takes great care of himself. "Please, come this way," he motions for you to follow him into a dark room. Against all of your instincts, you follow.

As you enter the room, your eyes begin to adjust to the darkness, and you see a chair illuminated in the middle of the room. You cannot entirely see all the walls of the room, but the chair immediately grasps your attention. You watch as he walks over to the chair and sits in it, facing you. You begin to walk toward him, but his hand raises and you stop - just as the door closes behind you.

"That's far enough. Please stay in the circle of light there," he speaks in a voice that is commanding, yet soft. No sooner has he spoken those words than a spotlight above you illuminates and you see that you are now standing in a circle of light nearly three feet in diameter.

"Good. When I saw you in the bar, I thought you would be an excellent candidate for this little game."

You start to speak, asking what game it was that he is talking about, but he cuts you off, "No speaking. The rules of this game are very clear. First, you may leave at any time. All you need to do is say that you are done, and the butler will return to take you out to your car. Second, you are to obey all of my orders. You are, until you leave this room, mine to command. You will do what I say, when I say, how I say it. Do you understand?"

Unsure of what to do, you stand there in the circle of light. Your instincts are telling you to leave, but your curiosity is telling you to stay.

"Do you understand?" he repeats.

"Yes, I understand."

"Good. First, place your purse next to you on the floor."

You bend down and place your handbag on the floor, within quick reach if anything were to go wrong.

"Thank you. Now, turn around slowly. I'd like to get a good look at you."

Obediently, you turn around, very slowly, like a model on a runway might look if you were watching her in slow motion. You can almost feel his eyes roaming over every inch of your body, as though you were naked.

"Now, I'd like you to remove your panties."

Dumbstruck, you stand there, not sure whether you heard him right.

"You are wearing panties under your skirt, are you not?"

"Yes, but..."

"Then, take them off. But leave the skirt on."

"But..."

"Need I remind you of rule number two?" he asks in a voice that is playfully threatening.

You lift the back of your skirt up enough to grasp the sides of your panties and pull them down, stepping out of them.

"Good, now toss them here."

He catches them with a quick flick of the wrist, with a speed that is impressive. You stand there in the light, suddenly aware that you are incredibly aroused by the situation. You're certain that the fabric of those panties was more than a little damp when you pulled them down, and know that your nipples are standing at attention underneath your bra and blouse.

"Are you aroused?"

"Yes."

"Are you wet?"

"Yes."

"Very good. Now, remove your blouse, unbuttoning from the top button downward."

You obey, turning the act into a tease, slowly working your buttons through their holes while you hold your shirt closed. When all buttons are undone, you pull the blouse open, dropping it on the floor behind you. You look at him, and can see his pleasure at beholding your gorgeous breasts, your nipples apparent as they peek out through the black lace that holds them in.

"You have gorgeous breasts. Now, I want you to face away from me and bend over. I want to see your face looking back at me between your legs."

Doing as he says, you see the room suddenly turn upside-down.

"Now, touch your pussy under your skirt. Tell me how wet you are."

Your hand slides in between your legs and cups the hot, wet lips that wait there. You rub your fingers back and forth against your pussy lips, and push them apart slightly to reach your clit.

"Mmmmm...I am extremely wet. It feels so good."

"Good. Now remove your skirt and play with your pussy for me. In the same position."

You pull the skirt down and step out of it, spreading your legs more, now that they are free to move. You look at him between your legs, and smile as you reach back and spread your pussy lips for him to see. You can feel your juices as you push your finger into your hot pussy, slowly teasing yourself as you push it deeper and deeper. You can't help but moan as you enjoy the feeling.

"Does that feel good? Use two fingers."

Pulling your finger all the way out, you slide it back in accompanied by a second. You groan as your fingers stretch the tight hole open, and moan as you slide your fingers in and out.

"Nice. Now, turn around, drop to your knees, and fuck yourself."

Standing on wobbly legs, you turn around and kneel down, placing your hand underneath of you, so that your pussy slides down over your waiting fingers as you kneel. Your other hand wanders to your breasts, pinching your nipples as you rock your body up and down, back and forth against your fingers.

"Three fingers."

You obey, and moan loudly as you feel the third finger pushing into you, widening your hot, wet hole. You fuck yourself, forgetting where you are, or that you are being watched. You ride your fingers as though they were a thick, rock-hard cock. You groan as you start to cum, feeling your pussy clenching around your fingers, but continuing to slide them in and out.

You open your eyes, moaning, and he is standing in front of you, with his hand holding out his thick, hard cock, right in front of your face. Without a word, you plunge your mouth down around it, sucking him as you cum from your fingers. You work his cock like you've never worked anyone before, licking the length of it with your tongue, nibbling on the head, and taking the entire length deep into your mouth. You finish your orgasm and grab his balls, squeezing them as you suck his cock, enjoying the moans and groans of pleasure as his hands rest gently in your hair. You feel his cock tremble, the head swell against your tongue, and moan softly as he explodes in your mouth, filling it with his hot, sticky cum. You drink down as much as you can, but some dribbles out the corner of your mouth and runs down the length of his cock, covering his erection and balls in a glistening coating of slick cum mixed with your saliva.

"You truly are as amazing as I hoped," he says, looking down at you kneeling in front of him as he places his cock back in his pants. You wipe a drop of cum off the corner of your mouth and lick it up off of your hand. The salty, sticky taste nearly makes you cum again as he gives you a final command, "Stand."

As you are standing, he snaps his fingers, and the lights come on. There, in the back of the room are no less than ten people, all looking equally stunning as the man now holding your hand. You feel a strange combination of excitement, mixed with a sudden feeling of nervousness as you realize that these strangers have been watching you the whole time.

“Welcome to the club. Please introduce yourself, first names only of course,” he says, as you see the butler standing next to the audience, holing a pen and a card that you know will be yours to hand out next.

Working Late

2006-11-15T10:44:00.000-08:00

Another late night at the office, alone except for the constant whir of the recycled air system that you've now come to the conclusion runs 24/7. You stare at the monitor and continue your research, cutting and pasting articles and quotes for tomorrow's press conference. Your boss, as usual, neglected to tell you about any of this until this morning, and you've spent all day running down leads and preparing the "party line" statement for the hounds of the press.

Tired, bored, and less than interested in walking through the empty halls for the eighth time, you open up a new web browser. Instead of opening up news articles or going straight to Google, you decide to check out another site. Your favorite site. Your private site. You type in the address and are happy to see the first page come up. Several people have responded to your last blog posting, and some of them have included the pictures that you asked them for. In one, a strapping young man is securely fastened to a wall, his eyes covered while two women kneel in front of him, one licking his extremely large erection, the other sucking on his balls. You feel that familiar heat grow between your legs as you click the "Next" button.

This time, it's a story along with a set of pictures. Combined, they tell and show a woman teasing a man handcuffed and lying on a bed, before she climbs on top of him and fucks him senseless. Your nipples are at attention at this point, showing clearly through your sheer top, even through the slight padding of your bra. The last response immediately soaks your panties through. It's just one picture, showing a man with an average sized penis cumming all over a familiar picture - you spread-eagled in your office chair, taken last night with the web cam above your monitor.

You can hardly stand it any more as you turn the webcam on, and begin the broadcast that's become an on-again, off-again obsession with you. No sooner have you turned it on, and you already have your first viewer.

"Hello again, sexy," the stranger writes to you. The profile says it's a 30-year old lawyer from Seattle.

You wave to the camera, and respond, "So...what can I show you?"

"I want to see it all!" is his not-so-tactful reply. By this time, you see three more people have joined your little show.

You smile as you unbutton your shirt, pulling it open to display the Victoria's Secret bra that you bought specifically for your Internet seduction sessions. You unclasp the front and it falls open, displaying your gorgeous breasts, with the nipples already hard. You lift up your left breast and suck on its nipple, enjoying the electric feeling of pleasure that shoots through your body, and the knowledge that somewhere out there, at least four guys are busily working their hard cocks while watching you.

Make that five, plus one woman.

You play with your nipples, teasing yourself and your viewers while making them hard enough to cut glass. Then you stand up and slowly lower your skirt, turning around as you do so to put your ass on display for your audience. You bend over so that you're looking at the camera from between your legs, spread just enough to give a glimpse of your mound as well as your tits dangling between your legs.

Eight men, three women, and one couple.

You turn around and assume your usual position - legs spread and resting on your desk to either side of your keyboard, the position best displaying your well-trimmed pussy for the camera. Your fingers begin their wanderings, starting at your mouth, where you lick and suck them as though they were a small cock. They slide down your neck, pausing momentarily to tweak each of your nipples, then you proceed to the real treasure. You can feel the heat from your lips before your hand even touches it - the moisture and heat is intense, as it always is when you're showing off.

Eleven men, four women, and two couples.

You're no longer paying attention to the requests and comments on the screen - you're focused on working your pussy until you cum. Your fingers slide back and forth over your lips, spreading that glorious wetness all around before pushing first one finger, then two, into yourself. You moan in joy and bite your lip as you feel that first wonderful spike of pleasure from penetration. You rub your hips back and forth in time with your fingers, sliding your cunt up and down on your makeshift dildo, wetting your hand and chair with your juices. You start to rub your clit with your thumb, and it isn't long before you're rocking the entire chair with your movements, fucking your fingers hard and fast until you feel yourself let loose and cum, your legs pushing your chair backwards as they stiffen, then release, then stiffen again, your mouth wide open in orgasmic delight, your pussy clenching, then releasing, then clenching again, around your fingers.

You smile as you pull your fingers out of your hot, wet hole and lick them clean, standing to give your audience one last glimpse of your naked, wet body before turning off your camera. You smile as you look back and see a wet spot on your desk, just like the others that you have made. You pull on your skirt and blouse, ignoring your bra, and swap chairs with one of your co-workers.

With an evil smirk on your face, you close your web browser and go back to work.

Oral Obsession

2006-11-13T10:01:00.000-08:00

You lay back on the bed, naked flesh exposed the the cold night air. Your nipples stand at attention from the temperature as well as from the expectations of things to come. I lie next to you, running my hand gently up and down your body, feeling the softness of your skin, tracing the countours of your body. You look down at me, a yearning sparkle filling your eyes, and I run one hand up to cup one of your breasts, toying with the hardened nipple between my fingers. You sigh in pleasure as I lean down and surround that nipple with my mouth, my warm lips and breath in stark contrast to the temperature in the room.

I continue to suck and nibble on your breast as my hand wanders down your body to the inside of your thigh. I can already feel the heat emanating from between your legs as I pull one leg away and trace my fingertips upward...slowly...teasingly...until I find your hot, wet lips. My hand rubs your lips, one finger sliding them apart and exploring your treasure as you sigh and moan in agreement.

My mouth leaves your nipple and moves to the other breast, as my fingers continue to work on your pussy, sliding slowly in and out, working you up until my fingers are covered in your juices. I start kissing up from your breast, to the nape of your neck, then work my way down again, past your collarbone, past your breasts, over your stomach, until my face is resting inches away from my goal.

You look down and see me there, perched between your thighs, preparing to take my role in the events. You smile as I look up at you, and my breath gently blows against your wet lips. My tongue slides out and explores you, tasting your clit first, rolling it between my lips and flicking it with my tongue. My tongue slides down your lips and parts them, pushing into your hole, fucking you like only a tongue can. I continue to work my magic, licking you from clit to ass and all the way back again.

You moan as I start to focus on your clit, flicking it back and forth, then around and around, with my tongue. I push first one, then two fingers into you while continuing to suck your clit. I finger-fuck you, searching for that elusive g-spot. I know I've found it when your hand comes down on my head and presses me tightly against your pussy. You grind your lips into my chin as I lick and finger you until you finally explode in orgasm. My fingers and tongue continue to work on you as you ride wave after wave of orgasm, covering my hand and face in your cum.

A Visit

2006-11-10T13:27:00.000-08:00

The knock at the door excites you, knowing what's to come next. You open the door and smile, inviting me in, but those are all the words that we share. I take you by the hand and lead you to your bedroom, kissing your neck and gently rubbing your breasts, feeling the already-hard nipples underneath the t-shirt you are wearing. I sit you on the bed and slide my hand up the inside of your thighs, slowly reaching futher and further until my fingers reach your hot, wet pussy. I flip up your skirt and move between your legs, kissing, licking, sucking on your lips, enjoying the taste of you. I rise and kiss you, so that you can taste your juices on my lips. You unzip my pants and reach in to pull out my cock, rock-hard as your fingers wrap around it. You happily lean over and kiss it from balls to head, then slide your lips around it and take it in your mouth. You work the head and shaft with your tongue while you suck me off, my hands holding your hair and guiding you up and down, deep and shallow. I pull on your hair and you look up at me. I smile at you and motion for you to turn around. You do so, and kneel at the edge of the bed, dripping with anticipation of what's to come. You shudder slightly as my thick head presses against your pussy lips, and I push into you as my hand comes down and smacks your ass nice and hard. I reach down and pinch your nipples as I start to fuck you, feeling your tight pussy walls stretching against my thick dick. You can feel every inch of me, every vein rubbing against your walls. Slowly at first, then faster...alternating deep with shallow. You moan as you feel yourself about to cum, and I start pounding you, fucking you so hard that my balls are slapping against your hard, wet clit. You scream as your pussy contracts, squeezing my cock tighter and tighter, but I don't stop until you're begging me to cum for you. I tell you that I will, but that you have to take it in your mouth. I pull my cock out of your pussy as you turn around and grab it, sucking it like an expert until you feel the familiar throbbing and hear me moan, as my cock explodes in your mouth. Cum drips from between your lips and falls down on your tits as you spread your legs and I climb on top to do it again.

A New Story (Part III)

2006-11-09T11:40:00.000-08:00

He stands up and looks down on you, covered in sweat, dripping from your pussy and thighs with your own cum, and you can see his large, hard dick...and you know you want something else dripping from inside you.

You roll over onto your knees, legs spread, and begin rubbing your clit and pussy, spreading your lips as you look back to see him watching intently.

"What? Are you just going to look at it, or are you going to fuck it?" you demand.

He looks up at you quickly, as if snapping out of a trance, and walks over to you, kneeling down to get the perfect angle. You feel the heat of his cock as he slowly pushes it toward your waiting cunt, and just as he starts to push the head against your hole, you pull your pussy open with your fingers and push back onto him, impaling your tight cunt against his thick, hard shaft. You moan loudly as you feel his balls bounce against your clit, and smile as you hear him groan.

"I said, 'ARE YOU GOING TO FUCK IT!" you repeat, as you pull your pussy back off his cock, slowly this time, enjoying every single inch of his thick tool.

He finally gets it, and grabs you by the hips, pulling you back hard against him, filling you instantly with his cock. You arch your back, throwing your hair down across your shoulders. He grabs it with one hand, and pulls on it.

"You want to get fucked? I'll fuck you!" he shouts, as he slides his other hand between your ass cheeks and starts fingering your ass. "There! You like that, you fucking slut?"

Moaning, unable to make a coherent sound, you simply enjoy the ride, feeling his finger penetrating your taut asshole, his hand pulling your head back by the hair, your pussy filled -- then empty -- then filled again by his thick, throbbing cock. You ride the waves of ecstacy until you're just about to cum...you can feel the tingling all over your body, your muscles beginning to twitch.

"Squeeze my cock, bitch. Cum for me like the slut that you are."

You scream as you explode in orgasm, arching your back and squeezing his finger with your asshole and his cock with your pussy. You pull your hair out of his hand as he stops thrusting. You then fuck him back, ramming your cunt against his cock, hard, deep, and fast.

"I DIDN'T TELL YOU TO STOP FUCKING ME!!!!" you yell as you continue to ride wave after wave of orgasm, feeling the head of his cock grow larger and larger with every stroke. You keep going, loving the feel of the complete abandon with which you're fucking him, loving the turnaround of the classic doggy-style position, loving the control with which you're treating him. Finally, with a huge moan, he cums, his sticky, white, wet fluids filling your pussy as you continue to fuck him. You can feel his juices flowing out of your pussy, down your thigh, and can hear him groaning and grunting incoherently. Finally, you pop his cock out of your pussy as you collapse onto the blanket, rolling over and spreading your legs so that he can see your used pussy, coated in his cum.

A New Story (Part II)

2006-11-08T13:09:00.000-08:00

"HO-LY shiiiiit," he says, watching you clean his cum off. You stand up, kiss him with his cum still on your tongue, and guide him back to your blanket, where you push his head down until he's kneeling, waiting for his tongue to work its magic on you.

He goes to work immediately, beginning by kissing your bare mound, your upper thighs, working his way slowly closer and closer to your hot, wet lips. You spread your legs slightly and press your hand firmly against the back of his head, pushing his mouth up against your dripping cunt. He starts licking you, first flicking your clit with his tongue, then working back to tease your hole. You moan in pleasure, and feel your legs weakening as you enjoy the teasing. You pull his head away and lay down on the blanket, legs spread wide for his continued attention.

He crawls toward you, taking your right foot in his hand and lifting your leg, sucking on each toe ever so slightly before running his tongue down the inside of your thigh, where he immediately plunges his tongue between your damp lips and begins tongue-fucking you while rubbing your clit with one free hand. Your body feels the electric surge, and you watch as your nipples firm up even more, and your hand reaches over to pinch it, loving the feeling of a finger on your clit, a tongue in your pussy, and your fingers around your nipple.

He lifts his tongue to focus on your clit, sucking it between his lips and nibbling on it gently. You groan in pleasure as you pinch both of your nipples, and feel him shift positions. He sucks hard on your clit, as you feel first one finger, then two, sliding in and out of your pussy. You start grinding your clit against his face, and reach down to pull his mouth up tight against your clit as he continues to finger-fuck you. He adds a third finger, and you nearly cum immediately, but hold it back to see where he goes from there.

You continue grinding your pussy against his face, knowing that he's now covered in your juices, and loving the feeling of his goatee against your skin. You attempt to hold your orgasm back, but he breaks your defenses when his free hand first rubs, then slides into, your tight asshole. You cum nearly immediately, squeezing his fingers with your pussy and asshole, and coating his face, chin, and neck in your hot, wet cum. He starts to back off, but you sternly tell him to keep working you. He obediently returns to his work on your pussy and ass, and you ride wave after wave of orgasm, moaning and groaning his name until your body finally gives in and you collapse in ecstasy.

He stands up and looks down on you, covered in sweat, dripping from your pussy and thighs with your own cum, and you can see his large, hard dick...and you know you want something else dripping from inside you.

A New Story (Part I)

2006-11-07T18:59:00.000-08:00

You close your eyes and listen to the sound of the ocean in the distance. The cool air blows across your body and you feel your nipples tense up as they respond to the breeze over your naked body. The cove in which you lie is one that you found years ago, and it is someplace private, where you go to escape the rush of the world in which you live and work. Here, you can lie on the grass, and let your skin soak in the sun's rays. You are just about to drift off into your usual cat-nap, when you're disturbed by the sound of something coming around the corner. Just as you raise your head to see what it might be, you're shocked to see a leg step around the narrow ledge that permits entrance to your domain. A strong leg, a powerful leg, from what you can see. You sit up a bit, wondering just who this could be that's invading your space, forgetting for the moment that your body is on display for whomever that leg may belong to. A man steps around the corner, and turns so that his back faces you, obviously looking out at the ocean, and just as obviously not noticing you. You can see from his shape that he's well-cut, even through the loose shorts and t-shirt that he's wearing. There's something familiar about him as well, but you can't quite place it at first.

He turns around and takes a half-step forward before stopping dead in his tracks. Staring. At you. You immediately recognize him as the new neighbor that moved in next door a couple weeks ago. The very same neighbor that you can recall spending time watching as he worked on cleaning the yard, shirtless in the summer sun. You can also recall the fantasies that you've had in your mind, the ones that left you wanting in your bed at night, never quite fulfilled by your fingers or toys. And now he's here. He's yours.

"Oh! Wow...I'm...um...uh...I...er..." he stammers as his eyes float up and down your naked body.

"Who are you?!" you exclaim, making a slightly slower-than-necessary move to cover yourself with the blanket. "What are you doing here!?"

"Oh...I...uh...that is, I saw a trail..and well, um..."

You decide to play with him a bit, and drop the towel. "What? Pussy got your tongue? You're a grown man, aren't you?" you ask as you stand and take a step forward. You can see the bulge in his pants growing, and from the looks of it, he's going commando.

"Well, yes...it's just that...WOW! I didn't exactly expect to find you here...and definitely not naked."

"But here you are, and here I am." You smile as you look him up and down. "And now, I think it's only fair - you've seen me, time to lose those clothes and let me see what you have for me."

The twinkle in his eyes grows bright, and he drops the towel and small cooler that he was carrying, pulling off his shirt and unzipping his shorts, which drop to the ground. He takes a step toward you, asking "Is that better?"

You eye his muscular legs, the shape of his body, and most keenly, the large semi-erect cock that hangs between his legs. "Mmmmm...definitely not too bad. But we must do something about that," you say, pointing to his cock. "May I?" you inquire as you step forward, taking his thick cock in your hand and stroking it as you gently claw his chest with your fingernails. He moans deeply and smiles back, "Certainly..." You squeeze him as you feel his cock filling your hand, throbbing between your fingers.

"I've been wanting to see this for a long time," you whisper in his ear, your nipples standing at attention as they press against his chest, "and now that I have you, you're mine until I let you go." You slowly kneel in front of him, kissing down his chest as you stroke his rock-hard cock. Your hand drops down to his balls as you lick, then kiss the thick head of his cock. "Let's see if you taste as good as you look, shall we?" you say just before lowering your mouth around him, taking him in inch-by-inch until your lips rest against the base of his delicious cock. Your tongue works the shaft as you slowly pull back off of him, and deep-throat him again. He moans loudly as you work his balls while sucking his cock. His hand comes down and rests on your head, then his fingers tie through your hair as he guides you up and down on his rod. You greedily swallow him, fucking him with your mouth.

"Holy shit, baby...I had no idea."

You look up as you continue working him between your lips, your eyes full of desire as you imagine how good it will feel to slide this cock into the hot, wet hole between your legs, the hole that you've wanted him in since you first saw him. Your finger slides back, past his balls, past his taint, and presses against his tight asshole. You feel his cock throb hard, getting instantly more thick, and he groans in pleasure. You know he's about to cum, and you want to make sure you enjoy every drop. You push your finger against his asshole until it's just starting to push in, and his hand tightens in your hair. His cock is throbbing hard now, every pulse of blood making the head thicker and harder in your mouth. You speed up your work, fucking his cock with your mouth the way you'd ride him with your cunt. He grabs your hair and pushes your head down, and instantly your mouth is filled with his hot, sticky cum. You swallow as much as you can, loving the taste of him, and knowing that there is more to come. He shoots so much into your mouth, though, that you can't swallow it all...it leaks out from between your lips and runs down his balls and your chin. His grip on your hair relaxes as you work his cock a little more, making sure to squeeze every drop of cum out of him, and then lift your mouth off of his cock and lick his balls clean.

"HO-LY shiiiiit," he says, watching you clean his cum off. You stand up, kiss him with his cum still on your tongue, and guide him back to your blanket, where you push his head down until he's kneeling, waiting for his tongue to work its magic on you.

Action on the Dance Floor...

2006-11-07T09:46:00.000-08:00

Our eyes lock from across the room, we watch each other standing, sipping our drinks, moving slightly to the rhythm of the music. I watch as you finish your drink, and quickly ensure that I do the same. You step onto the dance floor, not making any motion for me to follow, knowing that you don't need to. I move through the bodies, feeling the heat, the energy, fixed on my goal. I step between a couple, making no apologies, as I see you there, dancing in your short skirt and too-tight top. You writhe with the music as though it has reached deep within you and is pulling your strings.

I step behind you, placing my hands on your hips, and pull you gently against me. You say nothing as you step backward, sliding your hands down to take mine as you press against me, feeling my hardening cock entrenched in the folds of your ass. You slide up and down, back and forth, until it is fully hard, then turn around and look me in the eyes. We smile at each other, my eyes momentarily drawn to your hard nipples, looking like pencil erasers pressing against your taut top.

You reach around my waist and pull yourself into me, now grinding your mound against my throbbing cock. You whisper into my ears, "Feel how wet I am for you," as you turn back around and take a half-step away, continuing the dance. I can see by the lines of your body that there is nothing between me and your moist heat, and reach around your waist as my other hand slides between your spread legs and feels out the wet lips of your hot pussy...

A New Fantasy...

2006-11-06T12:42:00.000-08:00

Our eyes meet over the table, as we sip our coffees, making small talk, pretending to have a civilized conversation. We can both feel the tension between us, knowing the arrangements that we made over email...knowing that under your skirt there is nothing between your pussy and the outside world, that the bulge you know is straining at my jeans is nothing but my hard cock, pressing against the denim fly.

We smile at each other, you licking your lips and me biting my lip as I finish the last drop of my coffee and rise, taking your hand in mine. We walk out to my Explorer and you climb in as I open the door for you, making sure to flip your skirt up ever so slightly so that I can see your beautiful ass. I blush as I close the door and walk around to the front, climbing into the driver's seat and starting the truck.

You look over at me with a hunger in your eyes, and as I back the truck out of the parking place, you are already unzipping my fly. You pull the button open and roll the zipper back, and smile as you see my hard cock exposed to the world.

"Mmmm...is that for me?" you ask.

"Absolutely...I hope you like it."

"Like it? I can't wait to get my lips around that," you say as you slide your hand around and grip it tightly, watching a drop of precum leak out onto the head. You take your finger, swirl it around the head, and bring it to your lips, making a show of licking it off with your tongue. "Hurry...I have to taste it."

I pull the Explorer into a secluded parking spot - an office complex that's deserted during the off hours. I zip my fly up, covering my cock for a few moments despite your look of disappointment, as I open my door and walk around to the other side. I open the door, but rather than climb out, you simply turn and spread your legs toward the door, lifting your skirt.

"What do you think of that?" you say as you take a finger and rub your wet pussy with it, spreading your lips for me.

"I think it looks delicious," is my answer as I step forward and bury my head between your thighs, licking you from clit to asshole and back again...savoring the taste of your pussy juices as your hands grasp my head and guide me. I eat your pussy like it was my last meal, flicking your clit, teasing your wet pussy hole, and even playing with your asshole. You moan in delight as I slide first one, then two fingers into your waiting hole, fucking you with them as my tongue circles and flicks your clit. You moan loudly, as your thighs begin to quiver...you can feel the orgasm building inside you, and you press your pussy tight against my face, grinding it harder against me as you start to cum. You scream as you reach the breaking point, and you explode...drenching my face with your hot, wet cum while your legs squeeze my head.

Seeing my chance, I climb up on the edge of the truck and pull out my throbbing cock, sliding it slowly into your quivering, clenching pussy. You moan again as your legs wrap around my ass and push me deeply into you, and I begin fucking you -- slowly at first, then harder, faster, deeper. We moan and groan in time, as you continue to cum, and your pussy works my cock tight and fast. In no time, I'm about to cum, and I look up and ask you, "Where do you want it, baby?"

"Cum in me...I want you to fill me."

No sooner have you spoken those very words, than my cock erupts inside of you, filling your pussy with hot, white, sticky cum. It spills out of your lips and runs down your thighs, down my shaft and balls. I keep fucking you, my hard cock not softening at all, and you pull your pussy off of me, then take me deep into your mouth, tasting our mixed cum on my cock, loving every bit of it. You raise up off of my cock and kiss me deeply, our tastes intermingling, as we hold each other in the truck.

"Not bad for an afternoon quickie, don't you think?" I ask, whispering the words in your ear.

"Mmmm...absolutely wonderful," is your breathless reply.

Blindfolded

2006-11-05T12:37:00.000-08:00

You open your eyes, but see nothing but blackness. You try to move, but your arms and legs are bound tightly - you can wriggle slightly, but that is the extent of your mobility. The smell of incense has filled the room, mixed with something else, something you can't quite put your finger on. You hear a voice, maybe two, and tense up slightly. You feel the air around you move, and a gentle tickle runs up from your toes to your fingertips, teasing your body. The feeling is familiar, you think, a feather? The tickle runs back down your left arm, stopping to move across your neck and up your right. It pauses for a moment before moving back down, this time stopping to flitter across your breasts, making your nipples harden ever so slightly. Your skin shivers as the feather skips down your stomach and rests between your thighs.

A hum breaks the near-silence, one you definitely recognize. The familiar feel of latex slides against your skin, vibrating against your thigh. The toy moves up from your thighs to your breasts, making your nipples immediately erect. It then slides down your stomach and moves the feather away, massaging the lips of your increasingly-wet pussy. You feel it being expertly handled, as it rubs up and down against your lips, resting against your clit for increasingly satisfying periods of time. The tip of the toy then pushes down against your lips, parting them and dipping ever so slightly into your hole. Then it disappears, even the sound stopping. The air moves around you again, and you feel something moving toward your face. You recognize the smell immediately, and your mouth waters as you feel the vibrator close against your lips, which you part and lick as you taste your own juices.

Distracted by the vibrator between your lips, you jump as you feel someone's tongue licking at your thigh. The hot, moist breath that accompanies it makes you moan gently as the vibrator slides back and forth against your lips. You are aware enough to realize that the person licking your thigh is actually lying between your legs, and is working their way slowly from the bottom of your right thigh, up toward your pussy. It is at this point that you realize there are at least two other people here...and you feel your juices build as you sigh in ecstasy.

The tongue teasing your thighs reaches your pussy at the same time that the vibrator is replaced by a finger. You can tell it's a man's finger from the girth and hair on it, and you work it with your lips like it was a hard cock, teasing it with your tongue, nibbling it with your teeth, all the while enjoying the feeling of a tongue flicking back and forth against your wet pussy lips. He pulls his finger from your mouth and kisses you, tongues intertwining, just as the person between your legs begins to work your clit, sliding a finger into you as they do so. The finger slides effortlessly into your now-soaked pussy, and tilts just enough to reach your g-spot as your clit continues to be worked. You moan into the mouth of the man hovering over you, and he backs off momentarily, lifting himself from the bed.

Without warning, the clit and pussy play stops, and you feel someone slide off of the bed from between your feet. You again feel the air moving around you as someone climbs over you on the bed. A smell fills the air over you, and you nearly cum immediately when you recognize it. You smile and press your tongue forward to find the sweet pussy that you know is hovering over your face, knowing that the expert touch you felt moments ago was that of a woman. She lowers her pussy so that it is just above your face, and you go to work on her, licking and sucking her wet lips before finding her clit and teasing it. She plays with your nipples as you do so. You feel motion down below, but are so intent upon making the woman above you cum, that you pay little attention to it until you feel something thick and hot pushing against your pussy. You moan loudly as you feel your lips stretched apart by the large cock that is sliding into you, with no regard for your own pleasure/pain. The pussy hovering above you lowers over your mouth, enough that you can breathe, but muffling your moans and cries, as she begins grinding against your lips, tongue, and chin.

The cock slides excruciatingly slowly in and out of your pussy while you lick and suck the juices from the woman above you. Within a few moments, you're cumming hard, the ties on your wrists and ankles pinching your skin as your attempt to thrash in ecstasy. You moan and scream, and the woman raises her pussy off of your face so that you can be heard. The cock that has been teasing you suddenly starts pounding you deep and hard, your tight cunt squeezing it with a vise-like grip as he fucks you intently. You feel his cock throbbing inside you, his balls bouncing against your clenched asshole, and then feel him pull out and climb up onto you, resting his cock against your lips. You greedily take him into your mouth and suck him dry, his cum filling your mouth as you swallow every last drop.

You lie there, covered in sweat, your cum dripping down out of your pussy and down the crack of your ass, as you are untied and have your blindfold removed. You smile as the woman who's pussy you were just eating lays down on the bed and you begin to tie her up in the same fashion as you were, anticipating the fun that you will have next.

Performing

2006-11-03T21:48:00.000-08:00

I watch as you walk into the room. You don't see me, or even know I'm there. You step over to the bed and sit down on it, the lights dim. I watch as you survey your surroundings, feeling the soft satin covering the bed, testing the pillows. You smile as you examine the artwork, wander over to run your hand along the stone mantle above the fireplace, the light from the fire flickering over your body, as though the flames were licking your flesh. You come toward the mirror and stand there, no more than two feet in front of me.

You know what you're supposed to do - you've rehearsed it a hundred times. Your hand first reaches up and releases the clip holding your hair back, allowing it to fall down across your shoulders. You flip it with a knowing, flirtatious toss, and it falls again behind your neck. Your hands slowly wander up to the top button of your blouse, as you undo it and move to the next. Slowly, teasingly, thinking that you're playing for the camera above you, not knowing I'm right here, watching.

You slide your blouse back over your shoulders, and stand for a moment, enjoying the view of your body. Your fingers trace your cleavage, and then slide down to your skirt, which you expertly wiggle out of and let fall to the floor. You turn and show off the lacy g-string that so perfectly displays your tight ass, then reach back to unclasp your bra, releasing your gorgeous breasts, showing how hard your nipples are. You tweak them, one in each hand, and I look down to see a slight dampness showing in the front of your panties.

You slide one hand down, between the lace and your flesh, and I can see you rub your wet lips, dampening your fingers. You moan softly as you remove your fingers and taste your own juices. You lick your lips before turning around and pulling down your panties, spreading your legs slightly to show off your tight ass and pussy at the same time. As your panties hit the floor, you reach back between your legs and spread your cheeks, looking in the mirror to see your tight asshole and pussy wide open, ready to be used. Your finger brushes against your asshole and I see you smile...you bring it back further and let one finger slip into your wet pussy before continuing to your clit and straight back into your mouth.

You turn and walk to the bed, walking with a perfect wiggle that moves your ass beautifully. You sit on the bed and reach into the nighstand drawer, removing two vibrators that have been there waiting for you. You lay back on the bed and spread your legs, first letting your fingers rub your clit, toy with your pussy, then adding the vibrator to the mix. This one is small - I can see you rubbing your pussy against it as you moan, softly at first, then louder. Performing for what you think is the camera, no doubt.

I watch as you slide the small vibe in and out of your wet pussy, then press it against your tight little asshole. You sit up a little bit as you press it, harder and harder until it finally slides right in. You let it pulse in and out of your asshole for a minute, then take the second, larger vibe and start to fuck your pussy with it, holding the smaller one deep in your ass. You tremble as you moan loudly, rocking your body against the larger vibe. I can see your juices starting to run down your thighs as you start to cum, bucking and moaning, rocking the entire bed as you scream in sheer, utter ecstacy. You continue to cum for a minute, then two, then three, teasing yourself to keep the waves coming and coming.

The timer dings, and you regain your composure, putting your bra, blouse, and skirt back on and depositing your panties in the dresser drawer, as instructed.

I smile, clean up, and wait for the next participant - looking at the schedule, it's a couple this time.

Rendezvous

2006-11-03T12:52:00.000-08:00

Your cell phone rings and you reach over to the nightstand to pick it up. It's the voice you're expecting, "I'm almost there."

"Room 243," you say, barely able to withhold your excitement. You hang up the phone, turn it off, and inspect the room. Everything is in its place - the bottle of wine and two glasses on the table, the bedsheets pulled down, and your bag of "goodies" waiting nearby. You sit at the edge of the bed, nearly trembling with anticipation, as you wait for the knock at the door.

Fantiasies run rampant through your head - you've had months to think about all the things that you want during this all-too-brief moment together. Plans form, diverge, turn into new and more interesting plans, which diverge themselves. You are so preoccupied with your thoughts that you don't hear the first knock at all. The second knock is a little more tentative, but you are at the door within a second, opening it to find what you've wanted for far too long.

His blue eyes pierce through you as you stand there, wearing nothing but a sheer robe. Your nipples stand at attention, and you can feel the hot wetness of your pussy between your legs throb as you see the look of approval, the look of sheer lust, on his face. He steps into the room and you retreat to the table, sitting in a chair and pouring two glasses of wine.

"Do you see something you like," you ask, as he walks over and takes a glass of the wine, a deep red that mirrors the passion that you feel for each other.

"I see many things that I like," he says as he sips his wine.

"So do I," you say with a smile as you rise from the chair and kneel in front of him. Your hands work quickly and surely on the fly of his pants, and within seconds, you can see what was only a bulge in the front of those pants moments ago. You grasp his hard, throbbing cock with your hand and look up at him, still sipping his wine. You smile and look up into his eyes as you close your mouth around the head, loving the taste of the precum that's waiting for you there. He smiles and puts down his glass of wine, running his hands through your hair as you slowly, deliberately tease every inch of him with your lips, your tongue, your teeth, and your fingers. He moans softly as your hands grasp his balls, squeezing and pulling on them as you suck him off.

You lift your head from his cock and stand, grasping him firmly in your hand as you lead him over to the bed. You point to the bed and he lays down. You crawl slowly up his body, teasing him with your fingers, your hard nipples, and the fabric of your robe, then turn yourself around and position your pussy perfectly over his mouth. He reaches up with his hands and grasps your ass firmly, pulling you down so that his tongue can flick itself back and forth against your hot, wet hole. He teases you from clit to ass and back again, alternating light strokes with more firm pressure. You feel him gasp against your lips as you lean down and take him deeply into your mouth again, all the way to the base, the head of his thick cock bumping the back of your throat. You begin sucking him as he continues to lick you. You feel first one finger, then two, slide into your pussy as he focuses his tongue on your clit, flicking it, circling it, taking it between his lips and sucking on it. His fingers probe your pussy as you take him in, deep, then shallow, deep, then shallow, his fingers mimicing your work on his cock.

Your thighs start to tremble as you feel your orgasm beginning. You begin to push down with your pussy, fucking his face like it was his hard, thick cock. You hear a muffled moan as his cock throbs in your mouth. You suck it in, nice and hard, and moan yourself as you both cum at the same time, his hot and sticky in your mouth, yours wet and delicious all over his face. You continue to ride his face, grinding your pussy against him harder and harder, as his cock continues to spurt inside your mouth, filling it with sweet, sticky cum. Your legs trembiling, you raise yourself off of him and turn around, kneeling on the bed, facing him, looking at his face covered in your cum, and his hard cock covered in his. He smiles at you, watching a drop of his cum slip out from between your lips and land on your breast, covering the nipple. Both your minds are racing, as you consider all the possibilities for the rest of your time together.

Creativity and Adventure

2006-11-03T09:47:00.000-08:00

You sit at the bar, the dark atmosphere reinforcing the feelings of daring and adventure in you. As we agreed, you are wearing a somewhat short skirt, no panties, and a pink rose pinned to your shirt. Several men step up next to you, and your mind races as you look them up and down, wondering if they're the man that you shared your email fantasies with...which one carries the thick cock that you watched cum for you via webcam? Will one of them offer you a drink, and begin the experiment? Your mind is racing, and you can feel the heat and wetness between your legs growing as you mentally undress each man that stands next to you, wondering if he's the one.

Suddenly, from your other side, you hear someone order a drink, and ask the bartender for another for you. You spin slowly on the barstool, and immediately see the tie that he'd described to you. His steel-blue eyes look into yours for a moment, and he then smiles. You smile back, and as was agreed in the email, you spread your legs slightly as you turn toward him. You take your drink in hand as he deftly maneuvers one of his hands up under your skirt, slowly tracing up the inside of your thigh until he reaches the goal both of you had for tonight. You moan softly as his fingers gently stroke the wet lips of your pussy, then bite your lip as he slides first on finger, then two, into you. Looking nonchalant, he sips his drink, and you look down to notice the bulge growing in his slacks, almost able to make out the shape of that gorgeous cock you watched cum the other night. This thought is lost on you, though, as you attempt to maintain a modicum of decency as you enjoy the feel of his fingers working your wet pussy, rubbing your g-spot and clit while others around you seem not to notice what's going on.

Finally, you sigh audibly as you begin to cum, riding the wave of pleasure as his fingers work you, defiantly sipping his drink and making small talk with you and the bartender as your face flushes. Your pussy squeezes his fingers as they continue to slide in and out, and you know that you have soaked not only your skirt, but the barstool as well. But you don't care.

A Quickie

2006-11-01T15:51:00.001-08:00

Your lips beckon me forward, your eyes filled with the need you feel. You long to be touched, to be filled, to shudder in ecstacy again and again. Your hand touches your hip and lifts your skirt ever so slightly, giving me a glimpse of the lower curve of your lily-white, tight ass. My hand slides up the outside of your thigh, cupping it, squeezing it as I lean in and kiss you deeply, passionately. Our tongues meld as you part your legs and allow me to slide between them. You moan softly as you reach down and guide my rock-hard cock between your other set of lips, hot and moist. You reach out and grab my ass, pulling me into you as you look me in the eyes, a knowing smile crossing your lips as you pull away and lay back. Your hands wander to pinch your nipples and rub your ample breasts as I start rocking my hips in the rhythm that you love so much. Slowly at first, watching the pace of your breath increase, the rise and fall of your chest shaking your tits ever so slightly. You begin to move your hips as well, and I increase the pace. Slowly building in intensity, a little bit harder, a little bit faster, a little bit deeper. Your hands clench against your breasts as I feel you start to tremble inside. Your wet hole contracts around my thick rod as I pound you mercilessly, knowing what is about to come. You finally shriek, moaning, groaning, screaming, while grinding your pussy against my cock. You squeeze so tightly that I have to push even harder to part the lips of your cunt, and that makes you cum all that much harder. You lie on the bed, writhing in ecstacy, and you tell me what you want. Obligingly, I pull my cock out of your pussy, and walk over to place it between your other lips, where you work your tongue around the tip and take it deep into your mouth, swallowing every ounce of cum that you can coax from within.

After Work...

2006-11-01T15:45:00.000-08:00

Sitting at the bar, relaxing after a long week at work, you look around and eye the room. The usual collection of characters fill the room, almost all faces you recognize from work or just from the weekly ritual that you're all engaged in this evening. As you turn your attention back to your table, and to the banal conversation that your friends have been engaged in, one face stands out amont all others. At first glance, there's nothing particularly obvious about what would grasp your attention so much - he is slightly above average in looks, isn't extremely built (from what you can see), and is sitting alone at the bar. But something about him draws your attention away - as you look more closely, you can see that it's his eyes, but not just the color, a vibrant blue...there's a look in them that you can't quite place at first, then recognize as desire, lust, the need for something passionate, sweaty, and anonymous. He sits at the bar as your friends leave, one by one, and as you find yourself more and more unattended, you feel more and more bold. Tonight, you tell yourself, he will be yours. The last of your coworkers leaves, and you pay the bill, then rise and walk over. Introductions are short, his smile and the look in your eye tell you everything you need to know. Some small talk, a few flirtatious moves, and within a few minutes his hand is on your thigh, caressing you gently. Not too long thereafter, you make the suggestion, "Why don't we go somewhere else?"

He looks at you, but before he can respond, you suggest, "Why don't you come over to my place?" He smiles, nods, and the two of you head out the door.

What you don't tell him is that you have no intention of making it to your place...in fact, your destination is less than a hundred feet away - the black Ford Excursion that you so enjoy seducing men in. You lead him to the passenger door, and press him against it, kissing him deeply as you plunge your hand into his pants, feeling his rock-hard cock standing at attention. "Welcome to my place," you whisper into his ear as you open the door and climb in, bending over just enough to tease him with a glimpse of your uncovered ass under your skirt. You sit on the seat and turn to him, spreading your legs slightly and lifting your skirt, showing him your now-glistening pussy in the dim light. "So? What are you waiting for?" you ask. He smiles as he climbs up into the vehicle and pulls the door closed behind him. The vehicle is dark now, the only light coming in through the windshield. You pull your skirt up all the way as you look at him and say, "Why don't we start with dessert?"

He eagerly climbs into the seat next to you, and the feeling is electric as his lips touch your legs, first at your calf, then slowly working his way up to your knee, your thigh, and finally reaching your hot, wet pussy. He doesn't immediately begin working on you, though. Instead, he hovers over you and blows gently against your lips and clit, making you want him to start so much more. He continues to tease you, licking at the cleft between your pussy and your thigh, kissing just above your clit...until you grab his head and pull it in between your legs. "Eat it, don't play with it!" you cry as he immediately obeys. His tongue first traces the edge of your lips, making sure you are nice and wet for him. He then parts them gently, pushing the tip of his tongue into your hot, wet hole. His thumb comes up to rest against your clit, which he rubs ever so gently at first, lapping up the juices that are flowing from your pussy. He flicks his tongue in and out of your pussy, all the time working your clit, slowly building up pressure as it hardens under his touch. He then switches positions, flicking and sucking your clit with his mouth while sliding first one, then two fingers into your pussy. He works up an incredible rhythm between his talented tongue and his probing fingers, and you cover his hand and chin with your juices, pulling his head closer and pressing your pussy against his mouth as you near climax.

Just before you cum, though, you push his head away and roll over, getting on your knees on the seat. "Now fuck me," is the order, and no sooner have the words left your mouth than he is working at his pants to unleash his raging-hard cock. You close your eyes as you feel it slide into you, stretching your pussy like you knew it would from the first touch outside. He starts slowly, but that's not what you want. "Is that all you can do?" you ask, and he replies not with words but with action, plunging his cock deep and hard into your pussy. Without asking, he reaches down and pulls your hair as he slides deep inside you, and you cum almost instantly, bucking against him as he fucks you. You scream, moan, and writhe as you ride wave after wave of orgasm, and he continues to fuck you. Deeper, harder, faster...you feel his cock start to throb, knowing he's about to cum.

You pull away from him and spin around, now working his cock with your mouth, tasting your own juices that are covering his thick, throbbing rod. You suck him intently, and in only a few seconds, he's filling your mouth with cum, so much that you can't swallow it all, and it flows out of the corners of your lips and down your chin and his shaft. You squeeze his balls and more cum spurts out...you swallow all that you can. Satisfied, you sit up in the seat and look him in the eye. "Same time next week," you ask with a smile.

Sitting in your office...

2006-11-01T15:44:00.000-08:00

...you have no idea who the stranger is who knocks on your door. He smiles as he opens the door, then makes it obvious as he switches the lock and closes the door. You stare in shock as he steps forward and unzips his pants, his large cock flipping out of his pants. "Now it's your turn," he says, but you're unsure what the reference is to. Before you know it, he's standing in front of you, his cock growing as he pulls you from the chair and puts your face near it. You can smell it, and the smell makes your mouth water. Before you know it, you're cupping his balls in your hand and licking up and down his shaft, teasing his head with your tongue, teeth, and lips. He looks down at you and smiles, his hands on your shoulders as you slide your mouth slowly down over his now-fully-forme erection. His cock fills your mouth, and you slide your hand a little further back to tease his asshole.

"Very nice...you like to suck cock, don't you?" he asks, and you look up, eyes signalling your agreement as you continue to suck on him.

Unexpectedly, he lifts you up off of his hard cock. "Sit there," he orders, pointing at your desk. Dutifully, you sit down, and he quickly kneels in front of you, spreading your legs and sliding his hands up your skirt...much to his surprise (and pleasure), you're wearing no panties today. He crawls forward and runs his tongue slowly up the inside of your left thigh, his stubble bristling against your skin and sending shivers from your head to your toes. His tongue teases your pussy, gently sliding up and down your lips before pushing them apart and licking at your hot, wet hole.

He licks your pussy from clit to asshole and back, teasing and pleasing every inch along the way. Finally, his tongue comes to rest on your clit, which he takes into his mouth by sucking on it gently, flicking his tongue back and forth against the hard nub. His hand wanders up to begin rubbing your pussy lips, then he slides one finger into you...then two...fucking your pussy with his fingers as his tongue works your clit. You moan in ecstacy as you open your blouse and begin to finger your own nipples, feeling them rock-hard through the silky material of your bra. You nearly cum instantly when one of his other fingers wanders back and presses against your tight asshole, but you hold back, even as that finger slowly pushes inside. Your thighs quiver uncontrollably as you hold back the waves that are building, until you can't take it any more. You scream as your legs squeeze his head, your pussy and asshole convulsing around his fingers.

You're momentarily shocked as he pushes your legs apart and stands in front of you, but that shock goes away as you feel that big, thick cock that you just had in your mouth pushing into your hot, wet pussy. You keep cumming, out of control now, your pussy pulsing around his hard cock as he starts to fuck you, slowly at first, then progressively faster. He reaches down and pinches your nipples, and you hear him moan as his cock begins throbbing inside you, filling you more than you had thought it would. Seconds later, he pulls out and shoots his white, sticky cum all over you - some of it lands on your face, some on your lips (which you greedily lick up), more drips off of your tits, but the most of it lays right there on your belly.

He smiles at you, with his large cock firmly in hand, then puts it away and walks over to the door.
"There will be more where that came from," he says as he slips out the door, leaving you there on your desk, covered in sweat and cum.

You can't wait until the next time...